Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

Chapter 247: Chapter 226: Then, You Will Become the Buddha Revered by the Entire Western Regions

At dawn, the morning glow pierced the lingering clouds. The cloud layer in the east faded to a grayish-white, gradually thinning to reveal a sliver of pale blue sky.

Leaves, knocked down by the rain, were scattered across the damp earth. Water droplets trickled down their tips and fell into small puddles with a soft patter. The distant mountains were still shrouded in a thin mist, their outlines blurred into a wash of varying shades of gray.

Water collected on the dilapidated temple’s eaves dripped down intermittently, splashing into tiny droplets on the stone steps. The air was filled with the scent of earth and fresh grass, and a chill drifted slowly on the wind.

The temple gate opened. Xiao Mo looked up at the sky, where a faint golden light pierced through a break in the clouds. It slanted down onto the wet ground, casting a few blurry patches of light.

Inside the temple.

Wangxin raised her head and looked at the smiling Maitreya Buddha seated in the center, then at the ferocious Guardian Weituo beside it.

Ever since the bandits were slain by Xiao Mo’s blade the previous night, Wangxin had been standing before the Buddhist statues.

Her eyes were still clear, but a flicker of confusion seemed to pass through them.

Seeing the sunlight outside the temple, Han Zi and his family finally snapped out of the shock of the previous night’s events.

Han Zi glanced at the temple’s gravel floor. If not for the bloodstains, he would have thought last night was merely a dream.

But even though Xiao Mo had saved his family, Han Zi felt more fear than gratitude toward him.

The moment Xiao Mo drew his blade, his murderous aura was so intense that Han Zi feared he would be cut down as well.

Moreover, Han Zi felt that Xiao Mo had saved them simply as a matter of convenience.

It seemed this young master’s true reason for killing the bandits had nothing to do with saving them.

To this young master, the lives of Han Zi’s entire family seemed less important than the female monk’s little finger.

Xiao Mo stepped out of the temple, blade in hand. His foot landed in a shallow puddle, sending water splashing.

Wangxin tore her gaze away from the statues and followed at Xiao Mo’s side once more.

“Young Master Xiao… may we travel with you?”

“Young Master Xiao, I can pay! I won’t be a burden.”

“Young Master Xiao…”

When Han Zi came to his senses, he hurriedly ran forward, shouting his request to travel with them.

But Xiao Mo walked on without a backward glance, completely ignoring him.

As they walked down the mountain path, Xiao Mo and Wangxin seemed to fall back into the same silence they’d shared when they first met.

The young woman kept her head down, as if weighed down by some trouble.

Xiao Mo paid her no mind.

’The Buddhist Dharma isn’t just about scriptures.’

’Kongnian Temple sent her down the mountain for training, which is a way of questioning her own heart to find her path.’

’If she can figure it out, her understanding of the Buddhist Dharma will reach a new level.’

’If she can’t…’

’…then she’s probably not as remarkable as she seems.’

However, after killing those bandits yesterday, Xiao Mo did feel that something was wrong with his body.

Xiao Mo had killed far too many people recently.

After slaughtering all four thousand five hundred and sixty-three cultivators of the Wangchuan Sect, the Blood Evil Qi in Xiao Mo’s body had neared the absolute limit of his control.

Logically, Xiao Mo should have been resting and recuperating, focusing on suppressing the Blood Evil Qi within him.

But he had killed many more cultivators on his journey, and the Blood Evil Qi in his body grew ever denser.

Those few bandits were the last straw, pushing the Blood Evil Qi to the verge of spiraling out of control.

’It’s a good thing my willpower is extraordinary.’

’Otherwise, if the Blood Demon knew I used Heaven and Earth Illusory Red to kill over four thousand cultivators in a single day, and then killed even more people since, he’d definitely call me a madman.’

「Three days later.」

As Xiao Mo and Wangxin continued toward the Black Dragon Sect, they both suddenly tensed.

Immediately, three Nascent Soul Realm cultivators leaped out from the woods and surrounded Xiao Mo, intent on killing him.

As before, Xiao Mo struck once with his blade. The three cultivators were instantly annihilated, body and soul. He didn’t hold back in the slightest.

But this assassination attempt was only the beginning.

Afterward, more and more cultivators came after him.

Some lurked in the forests, setting up an Array on the path ahead of him.

Others hid in rivers, waiting to burst from the depths as he crossed.

Some disguised themselves as common roadside vendors to poison him.

Still others posed as young women lost in the woods, feigning helplessness to seduce him. They planned to drop their facade and unseal their cultivation Realm for a killing blow the moment he let his guard down.

But Xiao Mo never gave them the chance.

’If I were that easily fooled, the female disciples of Ten Thousand Flowers Peak would have lured me into their rooms countless times by now.’

Besides, to keep her senior brother from falling prey to those women from Ten Thousand Flowers Peak, Yu Yunwei had constantly warned him about their manipulative, innocent-act ploys, effectively inoculating him against their schemes.

Thus, none of these cultivators succeeded. They all died by his Spirit-Collecting Blade.

Before killing them, Xiao Mo would search their souls.

From their memories, he pieced together their reasons for trying to kill him.

Some were from assassin organizations who had been paid for the job.

Although he couldn’t find the identity of their client in the assassins’ memories, Xiao Mo had a good idea who it was. ’It could only be the Holy Son Candidates from the Wandao Sect.’