Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

Chapter 243: Chapter 222: I Can’t Go Around You, and I Don’t Want To

“ROAR!”

A beast’s roar echoed across the wilderness.

Above the “ruins” of the Wangchuan Sect, a man in a Daoist robe embroidered with a black beast’s head arrived, riding a True Flame Roaring Dragon Lion on a cloud of fire.

As he descended from the sky, the man’s brow furrowed tightly at the sight of the mangled corpses, the congealed blood, and the palace that had been reduced to rubble.

He had come today, as per Sect rules, to collect the regular tribute from the Wangchuan Sect. He also planned to see if the Wangchuan Sect had any promising disciples he could take back to the Emperor Beast Sect.

But who could have known that the Wangchuan Sect would be reduced to such a state?

“Brother Wang, how was the Wangchuan Sect wiped out?”

Before long, another man flew to Wang Yong’s side, his voice tinged with surprise.

“We’ll know once we investigate.”

Wang Yong took out a Talisman.

After the Talisman burned to ash, some of the Residual Souls on the plain gradually coalesced, forming an illusory human shape.

This “person” was like a collective of all the souls, covered in limbs and heads.

Moreover, the Evil Qi coiling around them was slowly corroding their souls.

“What happened to your Wangchuan Sect?” Wang Yong asked, frowning at the repulsive, man-shaped soul.

“Xiao Mo! It was all Xiao Mo!”

“It was Xiao Mo who killed us!”

“SOB… Immortal Xiao, spare us, spare us…”

“Xiao Mo of the Wandao Sect, I curse you to a horrible death!”

“I’m so miserable, I just want to die…”

The mountain of flesh formed by the coalesced souls spoke in a cacophony of voices.

Some were weeping.

Some were resentful.

Some were begging for mercy.

The clamor was incessant, and nothing coherent could be understood.

Finally, with a casual wave of his hand, Wang Yong caused the mountain of flesh to explode, and everyone was utterly annihilated, body and soul.

“Brother Wang, you truly are kind-hearted.”

Wu Qingfeng stepped forward and said with a smile.

These souls were being slowly tormented by the Blood Evil Qi, as if their spirits were being used as lamp oil. In the end, they would have dissipated in agony.

What Wang Yong did was grant them a quick end.

“Hmph. They were just too noisy,” Wang Yong said coldly, looking at the man beside him. “But you Wandao Sect disciples are truly audacious. To wipe out a subordinate Sect of my Emperor Beast Sect over a disagreement… this is a blatant disregard for my Emperor Beast Sect!”

“First, this was all Xiao Mo’s doing. Although Xiao Mo is a Holy Son Candidate of our Wandao Sect, he does not represent the Wandao Sect.”

Wu Qingfeng replied unhurriedly.

“Second, the Emperor Beast Sect has so many subordinate Sects; you won’t miss the Wangchuan Sect.

Furthermore, if I become the Wandao Sect’s Saint Heir, the Wandao Sect will certainly form a friendly alliance with the Emperor Beast Sect in the future.

For the Emperor Beast Sect, that would be worth more than hundreds or thousands of subordinate Sects.”

Wang Yong: “…”

Not long ago, Wu Qingfeng had sought out the Emperor Beast Sect.

An Elder of the Emperor Beast Sect was Wu Qingfeng’s maternal aunt. So, with his aunt acting as an intermediary, the Emperor Beast Sect agreed to help Wu Qingfeng eliminate the other Holy Son Candidates.

In return, after Wu Qingfeng becomes the Sect Leader of the Wandao Sect, he will have to repay the Emperor Beast Sect with various Heavenly and Earthly Treasures and Cultivation Techniques.

He would even have to hand over control of some of the Wandao Sect’s peaks and halls to the Emperor Beast Sect.

Although Wang Yong looked down on this disciple for betraying his Sect, Wu Qingfeng was right.

If he really did become the Wandao Sect’s Sect Leader, the Emperor Beast Sect would be repaid a hundredfold.

“The other Holy Son Candidates are one thing, but this Xiao Mo annihilated the entire Wangchuan Sect by himself. He won’t be easy to kill.”

Wang Yong shook his head, a sense of unease growing within him.

Not long ago, he had killed two Holy Son Candidates for Wu Qingfeng, but this Xiao Mo was truly on another level.

Judging by the residual Blood Evil Qi at the Wangchuan Sect, this person was anything but ordinary.

“Xiao Mo’s talent is indeed high, being able to slay a Jade Realm Cultivator while in the Nascent Soul Realm. But Brother Wang, you need not worry too much.”

Wu Qingfeng said to Wang Yong.

“How many of those who practice the Blood Demon Saber Technique ever meet a good end? The further one cultivates the Blood Demon Saber Technique, the easier it is to fall to demonic influence.

As long as your esteemed Sect continuously attacks Xiao Mo, forcing him into frequent battles without a chance to rest, the Blood Evil Qi in his body will approach its limit.

In the end, Xiao Mo will inevitably lose control of the Blood Evil Qi and die from his body exploding!”

Listening to Wu Qingfeng’s words, Wang Yong frowned and finally shook his head.

“That may be so, but dealing with Xiao Mo, even by wearing him down with successive attacks, would require Elders at the Jade Realm. And right now, we at the Emperor Beast Sect don’t have the manpower to spare.”

“Don’t have the manpower?” Wu Qingfeng was stunned. ’The Emperor Beast Sect is one of the Ten Great Demon Sects. How can they not spare a few Jade Realm Elders?’

The corner of Wang Yong’s mouth curled up. “Have you heard of the legendary Four Great Fierce Beasts?”

“Of course.” Wu Qingfeng nodded. “But what does that have to do with your Sect…”

Halfway through his sentence, Wu Qingfeng stopped short. He seemed to have understood something.

“Your guess is correct.” Wang Yong’s eyes gleamed with excitement. “My Emperor Beast Sect has found a trace of Chaos—at the Black Dragon Sect!”

…

After annihilating the Wangchuan Sect, Xiao Mo returned once again to Fengye City.

Since there was a Wandao Sect sub-branch a hundred li outside of Fengye City, Xiao Mo had written a letter to the Sub-Branch Leader when he left the city last night.

He had instructed the Sub-Branch Leader to take charge of Fengye City and maintain order, forbidding any mistreatment of the common people.

Seeing the people coming and going on the streets and all the shops open for business as usual, Xiao Mo knew the Sub-Branch Leader had done a decent job.

Soon, Xiao Mo arrived at Madam Wang’s courtyard and asked if she wished to go to the Wandao Sect.

Madam Wang agreed.

By now, Madam Wang trusted Xiao Mo completely.

After all, if it weren’t for Xiao Mo, she couldn’t imagine what would have happened to her and her daughter.

Xiao Mo had the Sub-Branch Leader select a few Female Cultivators to escort them.

Faced with Xiao Mo’s instructions, the Sub-Branch Leader naturally didn’t dare to be negligent.

After bidding farewell to Madam Wang and her daughter, Xiao Mo continued toward the Black Dragon Sect.

It was already autumn, and withered yellow leaves piled up in the mountain forest.

Every time Xiao Mo’s foot stepped on the leaves, it made a RUSTLING sound.

As he walked, Xiao Mo suddenly stopped, spun around, and swung his blade.

A flash of blood-red light from the blade streaked through the air.

A nearby tree collapsed with a CRASH.

The young woman hiding behind the tree had nowhere left to hide.

“I told you, if you keep following me, I’ll kill you.”

Xiao Mo turned around fully, looking coldly at Wangxin.

Wangxin lowered her head, glanced at the fallen tree in front of her, then looked back up at Xiao Mo, her small hands gently clutching her Monk’s Robe. “I… I can’t help but worry about you…”

Xiao Mo let out a deep breath, his tone laced with helplessness. “Master Wangxin, you are a high-ranking monk of Kongnian Temple, and I am a disciple of a Demon Sect. If word of this gets out, won’t you care about your reputation?”

“You are not a demon.” Wangxin shook her head forcefully, meeting Xiao Mo’s gaze directly. “I don’t care about my reputation. I just want you to be okay… Besides, Xiao Mo, I can help you alleviate the Evil Qi…”

Xiao Mo chuckled. “And how are you going to help me alleviate the Evil Qi?”

“By chanting scriptures! Chanting scriptures will work!”

With utmost seriousness, Wangxin took out a scripture book.

“Xiao Mo, let me teach you how to chant, okay?”

“…”

Hearing Wangxin’s words, Xiao Mo was momentarily stunned, then shook his head.

“Wangxin, I am going to kill many, many people on this path. Chanting scriptures is useless. You have a Seven-Orifice Exquisite Heart; a smooth path in Buddhism lies before you. Why must you be so fixated on me?”

“But, Xiao Mo…”

Wangxin’s eyes blinked gently.

“You are on the path before me. I can’t go around you, and I don’t want to.”