It felt like a mont frozen in ti.
When Xu Xi finally returned to the courtyard with an exhausted Wu Yingxue on his back, a tall, graceful figure stood waiting for him at the entrance, standing motionless against the falling snow.
“Brother.”
She smiled—a beautiful, serene smile—and calmly declared that she wished to spar with the thoroughly drained county princess.
“Don’t worry, Brother. We’ll stop before it gets out of hand.”
Before Xu Xi could react, Xu Moli had already dragged Wu Yingxue away. The two vanished into the darkness, their destination unknown.
All he rembered from that night was the breathtakingly brilliant stars and the eerily quiet courtyard. The witch and the machine servant were nowhere to be seen.
“This… feels a little too quiet.”
—
By the next morning, both his sister and Wu Yingxue returned from their sparring session, smiling and shaking hands as if they had always been the best of friends.
The witch and the machine servant, who had been missing the night before, were back to preparing breakfast as usual, showing no signs that anything had been amiss.
“What a peaceful and beautiful life,” Xu Xi mused.
—
Ti was accelerating.
The rise of transcendents.
The formation of void realms.
The resurgence of spiritual energy.
The rging of various worlds had made Earth’s winter livelier than ever. Even the cold, snow-filled sky carried a strange sense of warmth.
Thanks to the expansion of the Bureau of Transcendents and the presence of several supre beings keeping order, Earth’s ascension process remained stable, thriving without chaos.
In the beginning, Xu Xi had to step in regularly to prevent the increasing number of void realms from endangering innocent people.
Now, however, the rapid ergence of new transcendents had taken over that responsibility, allowing him to focus more on his own cultivation and spending ti with the girls.
“The longevity of breath.”
“The world of divine consciousness.”
“The refinent of the body.”
“With a path of mastery that integrates high-dinsional observation, I suppose I’m considered so kind of monstrous genius now?”
Inside the training chamber, the dim, silent atmosphere surrounded Xu Xi as he sat cross-legged in ditation.
With a simple motion of his palm, various energies swirled into existence—immortal mana from cultivation, spiritual force from magic, and the blood essence of martial arts.
The five elents intertwined, counteracting and reinforcing each other.
The boundless forces of nature, the very essence of law itself, converged in his body.
His internal energy refined itself, forming an independent world.
At the core of it all, his imnsely powerful magical consciousness guided the process, compressing and intertwining mana and qi into a single, infinitely condensed point.
Deeper. More concentrated. Until it radiated with ultimate brilliance.
This was a fusion of three distinct transcendental systems, elevated into a high-dinsional state—vast, luminous, and empowered by multiple supre blessings.
How strong was it exactly?
Even Xu Xi didn’t know.
“I suppose I could crush Little Red effortlessly now,” he muttered, rubbing his chin in thought.
“The Dao has many paths, but they all lead to the sa destination.”
“No matter the system, the final step is always the sa. But the journey itself determines what one excels in.”
“With cultivation, magic, martial arts, and technology all rged into one, what will my future look like if I continue growing like this…?”
He clenched his open palm slowly.
The glowing point of imnse power, once brimming with boundless energy, disappeared into his hand.
Just as it had ford in absolute silence, it faded just as quietly.
The lingering energies drifted through the air, shimring with dreamlike hues—brilliant, ethereal, yet ultimately returning to his body.
Xu Xi watched the srizing display, countless future possibilities flashing through his mind.
There were paths where conflicting disciplines hindered his progress, causing stagnation.
And there were paths where they harmonized, leading to the pinnacle of transcendence.
“Beyond the Immortal Emperor, the Supre Divinity, the Martial Grand Cosmos…”
“Tsk, that does sound tempting.”
He clicked his tongue and examined his hands under the warm glow of the lantern.
Then, with a slight shake of his head, he dismissed the thought.
Whether he beca supre or reached the end of all realms didn’t concern him much.
As long as he had enough power, that was enough.
Especially with the girls by his side.
Even longevity was no longer an issue for him. With the blessings of the supre, he was already as close to eternal as one could be.
“I lack nothing now.”
“Rather than chasing power, I’m more curious about where the simulator ca from.”
Xu Xi stood up, pushing open the training chamber doors.
He walked along the quiet corridors, heading toward his study.
Taking a seat by the window, he instinctively picked up his brush and began writing. The soft scratching sound filled the air as he recorded his progress from this session.
It was both reflection and consolidation.
“Master, the weather is getting colder. Please take care of yourself.”
A calm voice ca from behind him, distinct from the witch’s emotionless tone. This voice carried warmth—subtle, but undeniably filled with concern.
A quiet tap echoed as a steaming cup of water was gently placed on his desk.
“Yes, I’ll be careful,” Xu Xi replied.
Even though he was already beyond mortal limitations and bolstered by supre blessings, making it impossible for him to fall ill, he still expressed his gratitude.
“Thank you, Ailei.”
Sunlight stread through the study window, casting a golden glow on the machine servant’s slender figure. She bent slightly, lowering her stance with elegant precision.
Her soft, weightless strands of hair rged with the sunlight, almost becoming one with the golden radiance.
“Thank you for your praise. Ailei is happy to serve you.”
Graceful. Loyal.
Watching her, Xu Xi couldn’t help but recall the countless monts from the fourth simulation.
He chuckled softly and asked how she was adjusting to life on Earth.
In the simulation, the Federation Planet had been a wasteland, devoid of other intelligent life.
The universe itself had been filled with enemies.
By the ti the simulation ended, the only person Ailei had ever spoken to, the only person she had ever known, was Xu Xi.
That was why he worried she might not be accustod to life on Earth.
“Please do not worry, I am perfectly fine.”
Xu Xi sipped the tea Ailei had prepared, listening as she listed everything she had been doing since arriving on Earth.
“Preparing your breakfast, lunch, and dinner.”
“Feeding the fish in the pond.”
“Eliminating predatory civilizations to ensure your safety.”
“Suppressing rogue transcendents causing trouble.”
Rogue transcendents?
Sothing about that felt odd…
But Ailei seed completely content. Her life was fulfilling and well-ordered, with nothing to worry about.
“That’s good to hear,” Xu Xi said with a smile.
After finishing his tea, he resud recording his training progress, while Ailei silently retrieved the cup and left the room.
Only after completing his notes did Xu Xi glance out the window toward the courtyard.
In the winter’s bleak landscape, he saw two figures standing on opposite sides of the yard.
Ailei, tending to the blue-violet Starflower.
Krisha, tending to the dragon blood grass nourished by dragon blood.
The scene was peaceful and harmonious, devoid of any tension.
“So, in the end, I was just worrying over nothing. Krisha and Ailei get along perfectly well.”
Xu Xi inhaled the crisp, cold air, a faint smile forming on his lips.
The new year was still so ti away.
But perhaps… it was ti to start preparing.
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