Ah Niu’s wedding banquet had co to an end.
Night had fallen.
Lanterns hung high, their soft red glow swaying gently at the entrance, casting light on a festive future and the promise of a new ho. Moonlight cascaded from the sky in delicate strands, gradually rging with the warm red hues of celebration.
“Ah Niu, take this.”
Before leaving, Xu Xi smiled and handed Ah Niu a few more gifts.
There were pills to heal the body and treasures to protect his ho—quite a few of them, in fact. Xu Xi couldn’t help but worry about the simple-minded man. So, in this special way, he blessed and safeguarded Ah Niu’s future.
“Let’s go, Yingxue. It’s ti to go ho.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Under the starry sky on their journey back, Xu Xi once again carried the exhausted Wu Yingxue on his back.
The girl claid that she had used up all her strength fighting the three great demons and could only rest if Xu Xi carried her.
Whether Xu Xi believed her or not was another matter—she certainly believed it herself.
“Yingxue.”
“Hmm? What is it, Sir?”
“Has anyone ever told you that when you lie, you tend to stare at your toes?”
“Ah?!”
In the end, Xu Xi still carried Wu Yingxue back to the courtyard.
Feeling guilty, she remained completely silent the entire way.
“Good evening, Brother. Could you step inside first? I need to have a sparring match with Miss Wu.”
At the entrance of the courtyard, Moli had been waiting early. Her expression was sweet and obedient as she smiled, walked up to Xu Xi, and forcibly pulled Wu Yingxue away.
With that, the two of them shattered the void and disappeared to an unknown place, leaving Xu Xi standing alone.
“Are the stars unusually bright tonight?”
The night wind was cool, rustling the grass.
The faint sounds of insects crawling through the silence made the night seem even quieter.
Xu Xi stood in the courtyard, looking up at the night sky. The stars shimred in brilliant clusters, the vast and boundless galaxy fluctuating with waves of light.
Compared to that, Earth felt particularly peaceful, like a quiet sanctuary.
“It’s getting late. I should get so rest.”
Brushing off his thoughts, Xu Xi smiled and walked toward his bedroom.
His younger sister and Wu Yingxue were not children. Once their sparring session was over, they would return on their own. There was no need for him to worry.
Thus, upon returning to his room, Xu Xi soon fell asleep.
And he dread.
In his dream, chaos surged.
Four strange lights clashed violently against one another.
The collisions were fierce, turbulent—so much so that the dream world itself appeared shattered and fragnted.
Xu Xi watched with great interest.
What puzzled him, however, was that the scene had sohow turned into an odd three-against-one battle.
The red light was being suppressed.
It could only defend itself passively.
The next day, Xu Xi woke up in his bed.
Looking at the gentle spring sunlight outside the window, he couldn’t help but murmur, “That was quite a strange dream.”
…
As ti passed, Xu Xi’s life returned to tranquility.
Cultivation. Gardening. Fishing.
His daily routine was simple, no different from that of an ordinary person.
The girls were also well-behaved.
Aside from Wu Yingxue frequently going out, the other three had their own things to keep them busy and never gave Xu Xi any trouble.
Spring winds blew, flowers blood, and the many plants in the courtyard regained their full beauty.
New buds sprouted at the tips of branches, bursting with life under the sunlight.
Xu Xi cherished this peace, the quiet serenity of his courtyard.
Yet, from ti to ti, he found himself facing so rather difficult choices.
“Master, please have so tea.”
“Master, please have so soup.”
The witch and the chanical servant stood quietly, waiting for Xu Xi to decide.
Whenever this happened, Xu Xi had no choice but to use ti-space manipulation to taste both their dishes at the sa ti.
It was a strange thod.
But it worked.
To him, life in the courtyard remained as beautiful and peaceful as ever.
Of course, he didn’t always stay in the courtyard. Occasionally, he would travel to different places to witness Earth’s evolution and explore the various ruins appearing across the world.
“Moli and the others seem to be close to succeeding with their plan.”
“Lately, the recorded data on Earth’s advancent in the Transcendent Bureau has been growing more exaggerated. It’s almost as if the records can’t keep up with the changes.”
“At this rate, Earth will soon beco a world of its own.”
Traveling across the planet, slaying troubleso demons, and observing the rapid geological changes alongside the newly erging ruins, Xu Xi couldn’t help but feel a sense of nostalgia.
After all, the core reason behind Earth’s transformation was him.
Whether it was the Perfect Life Simulator or the four supre beings living in his ho, they all had an undeniable connection to him.
“That being said, what should I simulate next?”
“The three aspects of Qi, Essence, and Spirit have all been thoroughly explored. The sci-fi aspect, while not directly enhancing my strength, has provided a unique observational perspective.”
…
Yanshan City, the courtyard.
Beneath the swaying treetops, Xu Xi sat in the midst of shimring green light, summoning the simulation panel to review his available world choices.
Bloodline side. Fantasy side. Urban side. Necromancy side…
There were countless worlds, endless planes.
Each possibility branched into countless sub-worlds, filled with infinite cultures and histories.
For any transcendent being, such opportunities were invaluable treasures.
But for Xu Xi, they were simply… options.
“Cultivation, magic, martial arts, sci-fi.”
“After four simulations and their corresponding supre rewards, cross-referencing and analyzing them has already given a clear path forward.”
“After all, these paths are interconnected. The only difference lies in which domain one specializes in.”
“If martial arts reaches its peak, the soul becos as strong as the body.”
“If magic is cultivated to the extre, even the physical body can contain chaos itself.”
“Therefore, for the fifth simulation, I should focus on a more unique experience.”
As he pondered, compared, and searched, the golden spring sunlight cast an intricate pattern over his eyelashes.
After a mont of deep thought, Xu Xi’s gaze fell upon the Necromancy Side.
A world ruled by death and spirits.
That was the definition of the Necromancy Side.
Xu Xi had read about it in the records of the Transcendent Bureau—within these necromantic ruins existed undead creatures such as ghosts, bone dragons, and liches.
There were still living beings in those worlds.
But the power of the dead was much stronger, overturning the natural balance and taking control.
“A world of the dead, huh…”
“Now that I think about it, in my past simulations, death has always marked the end. I’ve never truly experienced death and the soul.”
“Perhaps this ti, things will be different.”
Xu Xi contemplated, lost in thought.
At present, he lacked nothing. With Krisha’s help, he had even obtained the power of death itself.
But fundantally…
That was Krisha’s power.
Not sothing he had comprehended himself.
So why not take this opportunity, while opening a new simulation, to explore the very essence of the simulator itself while gaining insight into the world of the dead?
“In that case, the world for the fifth simulation shall be the Necromancy Side.”
Xu Xi traced his finger across his storage ring and retrieved a large number of necromantic artifacts, feeding them into the simulator one by one.
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