Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

Chapter 169: Chapter 151: This Woman Is Under My Protection

A torrential downpour shrouded heaven and earth.

A woman in a white dress knelt alone on the ground.

A cascade of rain poured down, violently lashing against her body and soaking her silver-white hair.

Her golden, vertical pupils were hollow and still, staring blankly at the scale in her palm.

She knelt motionlessly, as if time had already ended for her.

It seemed she had completely lost her reason to live.

The many Cultivators hovering high in the sky all turned their gazes to Feng Qianqiu.

At this moment, the Celestial Vault Daoist at his side was also observing Bai Ruxue.

Finally, Feng Qianqiu extended an arm with a deadpan expression and decisively swept it forward. “Kill her!”

Hearing Feng Qianqiu’s decision, all the Cultivators moved at once, intending to obliterate Bai Ruxue on the spot.

The two Ascension Realm experts, the Celestial Vault Daoist and Feng Qianqiu, also charged toward Bai Ruxue.

A hint of regret flashed through the Celestial Vault Daoist’s mind.

’After this True Dragon dies, I’ll probably have to share her body with the others.’

’But thankfully, with their help—especially Feng Qianqiu’s—Bai Ruxue has absolutely no chance of escape. She will die today without a doubt!’

In reality…

It seemed Bai Ruxue had no intention of living at all.

’Xiao Mo’s soul has been scattered.’

’I can never find him again…’

’If that’s the case, what meaning does this world hold for me anymore?’

“Xiao Mo… wait for me. I’m coming to join you…”

Bai Ruxue slowly raised her head, her gaze fixed on the direction where Xiao Mo’s soul had dispersed.

Even as the host of Cultivators closed in, the depths of her eyes still reflected only the vast, empty sky.

“ROAR!”

A dragon’s roar shook heaven and earth.

The next moment, before everyone’s eyes.

The White Dragon shot into the sky!

The supreme pressure originating from a True Dragon’s bloodline made the heart of every Cultivator present tremble violently.

Regardless of how profound their Realm or Cultivation was, a primal fear etched into their very bones, originating from ancient times, made them break out in a cold sweat.

The White Dragon first locked onto a Jade Realm Cultivator. Her massive claw swatted down and instantly crushed him into a mist of blood.

Immediately after, she twisted her body and spat a mouthful of Dragon Breath, containing an ultimate chill, toward an old Immortal Realm Cultivator.

Alarms blared in the old Immortal Realm cultivator’s mind. He hastily formed hand seals and chanted an incantation, quickly summoning a seemingly unremarkable willow leaf.

The moment it left his hand, the willow leaf expanded in the wind, barely forming a barrier just as the Dragon Breath was about to hit him.

However, the instant this willow leaf Magical Treasure touched the Dragon Breath, it froze solid. In less than half a breath, it shattered with a loud BANG in the bone-chilling cold!

The old Immortal Realm cultivator hurriedly formed another seal, rapidly condensing a thick shield of Magical Power before him.

“BOOM!”

The Dragon Breath, imbued with a True Dragon’s power, violently slammed into the shield. The old man was struck as if by a meteorite, sent hurtling like a shooting star down into the plains below, instantly falling unconscious with severe injuries.

Although he wasn’t dead, even if he woke up, his foundation would likely be damaged, his hopes of attaining the Great Dao in this lifetime dashed.

“Vile beast! Your rampage ends here!”

Feng Qianqiu, Sect Leader of the Tianxuan Sect, frowned deeply. With a sharp cry, he flicked his wide sleeve.

Several complex and profound Arrays manifested from thin air, firmly locking the massive White Dragon in their center.

All the Arrays activated simultaneously, intending to completely annihilate the White Dragon trapped within.

But Bai Ruxue completely ignored these Arrays. Her dragon tail, carrying the force of a mountain, swept out like a Heaven-Opening Giant Axe.

Under her brutish strike, the seemingly indestructible Arrays shattered instantly like thin ice.

Breaking free, the White Dragon raised her majestic head high and once again spat Dragon Breath.

This time, the Dragon Breath was not one of ultimate Profound Frost, but had transformed into a white flame that could incinerate all things!

One of the ten great Anomalous Fires in the world was the True Dragon Flame.

Feng Qianqiu didn’t dare to face it head-on. He immediately pulled a glazed treasure flask from his wide sleeve.

The flask contained Netherworld Water sourced from the depths of the Desolate Land. It was supremely yin and cold. He had originally intended to use it for Alchemy, but now it was the perfect thing to counter the dragon fire.

The Netherworld Water and the scorching white dragon flame collided with a ROAR, instantly erupting into a cloud of steam that blotted out the sky.

Feng Qianqiu waved his sleeve again, and as he dispersed the pervading mist…

Bai Ruxue’s colossal dragon form was already lunging toward the Celestial Vault Daoist on the other side with overwhelming killing intent.

The Celestial Vault Daoist’s expression changed drastically. He rapidly formed hand seals and chanted, activating his Exquisite Treasure Tower, which descended upon the White Dragon with the power to suppress all things.

But Bai Ruxue paid it no mind whatsoever.

She whipped her long tail, covered in hard Dragon Scales and brimming with power, viciously lashing it against the Exquisite Treasure Tower.

“CLANG!”

A deafening clang of metal rang through the clouds. The Exquisite Treasure Tower was sent flying by that single, ferocious strike!

Although the aftershock from the Exquisite Treasure Tower sent a sweet taste to the back of Bai Ruxue’s throat and rattled her insides…

…her True Dragon body had already reached the Celestial Vault Daoist!

“BOOM!”

The Celestial Vault Daoist dared not hold back. He instantly unfurled his Heaven and Earth manifestation to battle the charging White Dragon!

Although Bai Ruxue had just overcome the Dragon Transformation Celestial Tribulation, her Realm was still unstable. Furthermore, due to the Celestial Tribulation Thunder Punishment, she was still injured and in her weakest state.

However, the Celestial Vault Daoist had fought Xiao Mo for a long time earlier and had expended a great deal of energy; his current state was not much better.

More importantly, the Celestial Vault Daoist had severely underestimated this True Dragon—the only one to successfully cross the tribulation and take form in ten thousand years.

The completely unsealed Qi Fortune of the Dragon Race was now almost entirely focused on her, and it was far more than he could handle alone.

“Fellow Daoist Feng! Help me, quickly!”

When the Celestial Vault Daoist’s Heaven and Earth manifestation was teetering on the verge of collapse under the White Dragon’s furious assault, he cried out to Feng Qianqiu for help.

Feng Qianqiu’s brow furrowed tightly.

’Deep down, he actually despised the Celestial Vault Daoist.’

’He had always believed that this old coot only cared about himself and the interests of his own Sect.’

’The fate of the entire World of Ten Thousand Laws came a distant second.’

’Moreover, after arriving at the battlefield, Feng Qianqiu, who was exceptionally skilled at deduction, had already pieced together the sequence of events. This made him despise the Celestial Vault Daoist’s actions even more.’

’He was the one who had single-handedly provoked this whole disaster!’

However, the war between the World of Ten Thousand Laws and the Demon Race’s World had not yet truly subsided.

The World of Ten Thousand Laws still needed a top-tier combatant like the Celestial Vault Daoist. He absolutely could not stand by and watch him fall here.

Feng Qianqiu’s eyes narrowed. He decisively summoned an ancient, pitch-black Peach Wood Sword.

Although this Peach Wood Sword was only a Half-Immortal Soldier Level Magical Treasure, it had been with Feng Qianqiu since he first set foot on the path of cultivation, nurtured and refined for thousands of years.

In Feng Qianqiu’s hands, the power this lifebound Peach Wood Sword could unleash was enough to surpass that of an ordinary Immortal Soldier.

“Go!”

Feng Qianqiu formed a sword finger and pointed it toward Bai Ruxue from afar.

The black Peach Wood Sword let out a clear cry, transforming into an incomparably swift streak of dark light that tore through the rain, stabbing straight at the White Dragon!

Feng Qianqiu didn’t expect this strike to kill Bai Ruxue outright.

He only hoped it would distract her enough to defend, buying a sliver of breathing room for the endangered Celestial Vault Daoist.

But to everyone’s surprise…

Bai Ruxue completely ignored the Peach Wood Sword.

It was as if she was determined to die from the start.

’But before she died, the only obsession in her heart was to first kill this old bastard before her!’

“ROAR!”

Bai Ruxue let out a heaven-shaking dragon roar that shook the world.

In that instant, the lingering obsessions of the Dragon Race’s ancient Residual Souls felt the powerful call of the True Dragon Bloodline. They all manifested, carrying eons of accumulated resentment as they madly lunged at the Celestial Vault Daoist.

The Celestial Vault Daoist’s heart seized. At this moment, how could he possibly care about any Dragon Heart and Dragon Blood? His only thought was to escape this place at all costs.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Countless Residual Souls from the Dragon Race, like invisible shackles, firmly bound the Celestial Vault Daoist’s Heaven and Earth manifestation along with his physical body.

The Exquisite Treasure Tower tried to save its master, but Bai Ruxue activated her Dragon Race’s Lifebound Divine Abilities. The boundless clouds and mist instantly coalesced into an equally massive Cloud Mist True Dragon, which coiled tightly around the Exquisite Treasure Tower, immobilizing it.

Then, Bai Ruxue’s colossal dragon head reared back once more.

True Dragon Flame, lightning, and Profound Frost gathered and compressed madly before her maw.

In that life-or-death moment, Feng Qianqiu’s black Peach Wood Sword arrived, stabbing viciously into Bai Ruxue’s back!

“PFFT!”

The Peach Wood Sword plunged deep into the White Dragon’s massive body. The intense pain made Bai Ruxue shudder, and hot Dragon Blood once again surged in her throat, but she forcefully suppressed the Blood Qi.

“BOOM!”

This strike, containing everything Bai Ruxue had left, erupted from her mouth like a Heaven-Opening beam of light, instantly engulfing everything before it.

The Dragon Breath shot across tens of thousands of miles, like a white river of death stretching across the sky, devouring everything in its path!

When the world-destroying light finally, slowly dissipated…

…the Celestial Vault Daoist, along with his vast Heaven and Earth manifestation, had vanished without a trace. Not even a single Residual Soul was left behind.

Bai Ruxue arduously twisted her enormous dragon head, bit down on the black Peach Wood Sword embedded deep in her back, and with a violent jerk of her head, spat it casually aside.

“TWANG!”

The Peach Wood Sword plunged into the muddy earth in the distance, its blade humming.

The majestic, four-hundred-zhang-long White Dragon gradually faded and disappeared in the air.

She reverted to her human form and, like a puppet with its strings cut, collapsed powerlessly back onto the cold, muddy ground.

That was the very spot where Xiao Mo had died.

Bai Ruxue paid no mind to the wound on her back.

Her palm still cradled the silvery-white Snake Scale.

The wooden Deer God Hairpin was still resting quietly in her silver hair.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly. Her golden, vertical pupils had long lost all their light, leaving only boundless, deathly silence and emptiness.

Feng Qianqiu silently reached out and made a grasping motion to the side.

The black Peach Wood Sword stuck in the ground let out a clear cry, instantly broke free from the mud, and flew back into his palm.

Feng Qianqiu slashed down with his sword.

But just as this Sword Qi, imbued with the meaning of the Great Dao, slashed toward Bai Ruxue’s snow-white neck…

…the void not far away shattered without warning!

A long black scythe came spinning out of the void, striking the sharp Sword Qi with pinpoint accuracy.

“CLANG!”

Amidst the resounding clash of metal, the Sword Qi was forcefully shattered.

The scythe, carrying immense force, plunged into the muddy ground about a foot in front of Bai Ruxue with a heavy THUD.

The scythe trembled ceaselessly, letting out a low hum.

This sudden turn of events made Bai Ruxue’s hollow, golden pupils twitch slightly. She raised her head in a daze.

Only a zhang away, a petite young girl in a black dress had appeared at some unknown time.

As if no one else was there, the girl reached out, effortlessly plucked the scythe—taller than she was—from the ground, and casually hoisted it onto her slender shoulder.

Feng Qianqiu’s gaze sharpened like a blade as he stared fixedly at the girl in the black dress. “He Yeye, what do you think you’re doing?”

He Yeye raised her crimson eyes, nonchalantly bit into a candied haw, and swept her indifferent gaze over all the Upper Three Realms Cultivators before her. Her crisp voice rang out clearly through the rain:

“This woman is under my protection.”