When sothing seems off, there’s often a deeper reason behind it.
Xu Xi sat by the window, gazing at the early morning sunlight piercing through the mist, wrapping the world in a soft glow.
In this tranquil mont, his thoughts churned as he tried to decipher the dream from the previous night.
“Mo Li…”
“Krisha…”
“Why would I dream of the two of them fighting in the universe?”
His brow furrowed as his fingers tapped rhythmically on the chair’s armrest.
His gaze wandered to the collection cabinet, lingering on the sugar bowl and the gray wand sealed within.
He pondered for a long ti, entertaining various theories. But each felt too far-fetched.
Was the dream rely his mind playing tricks?
Or did it have a deeper aning?
The sharp sound of the door opening interrupted his thoughts. It was Krisha.
“Master, breakfast is ready,” she announced in her usual calm, unwavering tone.
Krisha looked different today. She wore a simple white dress with a light black overlay, unadorned by patterns or embellishnts. Yet, her presence was stunning, her outfit perfectly complenting her ethereal beauty. Even the autumn wind seed to harmonize with her elegance.
“Thank you, Krisha.”
“This is what I should do, Master,” she replied softly.
After washing up with the help of magic, Xu Xi left his room and walked to the kitchen alongside Krisha. Soon, the two sat down for their first breakfast together in the real world.
“Krisha, I had a peculiar dream last night. Perhaps you could shed so light on it?” Xu Xi asked as he sipped the millet porridge Krisha had prepared.
The witch paused briefly, her gaze steady as she replied, “I’m sorry, Master, but I can’t make sense of your dream.”
She spoke as naturally as she poured a glass of warm milk for Xu Xi.
Krisha chose not to reveal the truth about the events of the previous night. Her actions—sneaking into Xu Xi’s room to ensure his safety—were done out of concern, but she feared they might be misunderstood.
“Perhaps I’ve just been overthinking,” Xu Xi mused aloud, dismissing the matter.
But Krisha had a different concern on her mind.
“Master,” she began, her tone as serious as ever, “I believe your safety needs to be taken more seriously.”
Xu Xi chuckled, recalling their conversation from the previous night.
“Krisha, you worry too much,” he said with a reassuring smile. “There are few threats on earth that could challenge now.”
To emphasize his point, he raised his wrist, showing her the [Eternal Teardrops], and briefly explained its extraordinary abilities—its unparalleled defense that could even withstand the attack of an Immortal Emperor.
But instead of easing her concerns, it only made Krisha more resolute.
Having witnessed Xu Moli’s sudden appearance in Xu Xi’s room the previous night, Krisha couldn’t help but worry.
What if it hadn’t been his sister but a real enemy?
“I can protect you, Master,” she insisted, her voice carrying an unusual stubbornness.
For a fleeting mont, her expression softened, but then it beca blank again.
“Failed…” she murmured.
“Anointing the Master as a god…failed…”
A subtle ripple passed over Xu Xi’s body, dissipating into the air.
“Krisha, what did you just do?” he asked, his tone tinged with curiosity.
The witch explained that she had attempted to use her supre authority to bless Xu Xi, elevating him to godhood. But an unseen force had blocked her efforts.
It was the first ti Krisha had encountered a power beyond her own.
“It’s alright, Krisha. I believe I know the reason,” Xu Xi said gently, comforting her.
As he spoke, the [Life Simulator] panel appeared before him, invisible to Krisha.
Xu Xi realized that the simulator’s mysterious power was responsible for blocking the witch’s attempt. Canonizing him would have inadvertently canonized the simulator itself—a feat even the supre witch couldn’t achieve.
Xu Xi wasn’t bothered by this revelation. Becoming a god was inevitable for him; it was rely a matter of ti.
But Krisha felt differently.
“Master, this is my gift to you,” she said softly.
With a graceful motion, Krisha summoned countless points of shimring light, the divine authority of countless worlds. She sifted through them carefully, testing the limits of what the earth could bear.
“Krisha, what are you doing?” Xu Xi asked, his tone a mix of surprise and curiosity.
“Please accept this, Master…”
Amidst the swirling gray strands of her hair, a luminous necklace materialized. She carefully placed it in Xu Xi’s palm.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a special item: The Supre Crown]
[The Supre Crown]
[Item Description]: The heavens witness His arrival, and all worlds praise His eternity. Celebrate, for this is His past and the embodint of His glorious achievents.
[Item Effects: Magical power increased tenfold.
Elental perception enhanced tenfold.
Damage to gods increased tenfold.
Damage to dragons and sub-dragons increased tenfold.
Law comprehension improved tenfold.
Elental power enhanced tenfold.
Ti and space understanding increased tenfold.]
Xu Xi stared at the necklace in awe.
“Krisha, this…”
The witch’s serene expression didn’t waver. “Please accept it, Master. It’s my way of protecting you.”
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