Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

Even if this god was broken and incomplete, it was still a god.

As far as they knew, men who had slain gods only existed in the legends of the Ancient Times…

Meanwhile, Xiao Mo flew down to Qing Yuan and plunged Dyed Ink into the ground before Blood Demon.

Qing Yuan immediately formed hand seals for her Techniques, and the Soul-Binding Jade began to glow.

Guided by the light, Blood Demon’s Yang Spirit returned to its proper place.

But Blood Demon didn’t wake up; she had fallen into a coma.

“Let’s return to Blood Sin Peak first,” Qing Yuan said to Xiao Mo.

“Alright.”

Xiao Mo nodded, picked up Blood Demon, and walked away through the air, step by step, toward Blood Sin Peak.

Xia Kong and several other cultivators with ill intent sensed Xiao Mo’s faint aura. Their eyes burned with greed as they stared at the Immortal Soldier in his hand.

They had to admit, Xiao Mo was indeed powerful—so powerful he could make every cultivator in the world question their existence, so powerful he had killed a god.

But the current Xiao Mo was an arrow at the end of its flight. This was the best chance to kill him.

’If I kill Xiao Mo, not only will I get the Immortal Soldier, but with him gone, everything regarding the Wandao Sect will be much easier to handle.’

’If Xiao Mo doesn’t die and manages to recover, there will be no place for us in the Wandao Sect. A man as vengeful as him might even hunt us to the ends of the earth.’

Xia Kong and the other cultivators exchanged a look, ready to make their move.

But at that very moment, Xiao Mo lifted his head and glanced at them.

It was just a single glance, yet Xia Kong and the others felt a bone-deep chill spread from head to toe. Their breathing grew faint, and their hearts began to race.

Even though they knew they could definitely kill Xiao Mo right now, fear prevented them from taking a single step forward.

Just then, Si Li flew out from Ten Thousand Flowers Peak, short sword in hand, and stood protectively in front of Xiao Mo.

The Hall Master of Rakshasa Hall, the Peak Master of Guiyun Peak, and several other Hall Masters, Peak Masters, and Elders also took their places before Xiao Mo, staring intently at Xia Kong’s group.

The brows of Xia Kong and his followers twitched.

’They’ve already chosen a side.’

’With these old geezers protecting him, it’s impossible for me to succeed!’

“We’re leaving!”

Xia Kong shouted to his companions, then was the first to fly away from the Wandao Sect.

The other cultivators followed one after another.

After Xia Kong’s group left, Xiao Mo looked at the Elders, Hall Masters, and Peak Masters standing before him, committing each of their faces to memory.

Back at Blood Sin Peak, Xiao Mo laid Blood Demon on a bed.

Qing Yuan immediately checked Blood Demon’s pulse. She then opened a scroll-like needle case, performed acupuncture on Blood Demon, and fed her various Elixirs.

Finally, Qing Yuan helped Blood Demon into a sitting position and sat cross-legged behind her, channeling her Spiritual Power into Blood Demon’s body to heal her.

Xiao Mo watched his master’s pale face, able to do nothing but wait by the side.

Every trade has its master. Sister Qing Yuan wasn’t just a Mo Family cultivator; she was also a Medical Cultivator, and her skills in both fields were profound.

An hour later, Qing Yuan opened her eyes, her back drenched in sweat.

Qing Yuan wiped the sweat from her cheeks and swung her legs over the side of the bed.

“Sister Qing Yuan, how is Blood Demon?” Xiao Mo asked.

Qing Yuan shook her head, her expression a mixture of complexity and despair. “Channel your Blood Evil Qi into your master’s Celestial Brightness Acupoint and see for yourself. You’ll understand then.”

Xiao Mo stepped forward and channeled his Blood Evil Qi into Blood Demon’s Celestial Brightness Acupoint.

Soon, Xiao Mo realized something was wrong.

From his perspective, although Blood Demon’s Life Fire was weak, it should have been merely due to her injuries.

’After Sister Qing Yuan’s treatment, her condition should have stabilized.’

Yet Xiao Mo could feel Blood Demon’s Life Fire was still slowly extinguishing.

It was obvious that there had been a major problem with Blood Demon’s body for a long time.

“Sister Qing Yuan, what’s going on?” Xiao Mo looked up at Qing Yuan. “Was she injured this badly?”

“Sigh…” Qing Yuan let out a breath. “It’s not this injury that’s so severe. It’s the last one.”

Qing Yuan looked at Blood Demon lying on the bed and continued speaking.

“Though your master’s talent might not compare to yours, it is still exceptionally rare. She’s a once-in-ten-thousand-years genius. For her, reaching the Ascension Realm should have been as easy as taking something out of her own pocket.”

“In fact, most people believed your master would be the next Sect Leader of the Wandao Sect.”

“But three thousand years ago, your master was injured.”

“Three thousand years ago?”

Xiao Mo frowned, recalling what the Sect Leader of the Black Dragon Sect had said to him.

Back then, when the Black Dragon Sect’s Sect Leader learned he was Blood Demon’s disciple, the first thing he did was ask about his master’s injuries.

But the Black Dragon Sect’s Sect Leader, Luo Jie, hadn’t elaborated.

He had only mentioned it in passing before seeming to realize something and changing the subject to the Chaos Scroll.

“Yes. Three thousand years ago, your master was searching for your grand-master’s whereabouts.”

“You may not know this, but your master is an orphan.”

“Your grand-master brought her up the mountain when she was three years old.”

“To Blood Demon, Elder Zhou was her mother.”

“At that time, your master strayed into a forbidden land, and her Root Bone Spirit Vein was almost completely destroyed.”

“Fortunately, your master made it back to the Sect.”

“Afterward, your master practiced a Forbidden Technique. At the cost of her path to the Great Dao, she gave up any possibility of entering the Ascension Realm just to cling to life.”

“If it hadn’t been for this great battle, your master would have only had fifty years left to live.”

“And now, she’s been severely injured again, which has triggered her old malady. Blood Demon… she…”

As she spoke, Qing Yuan bit her lip gently, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.

But even without Sister Qing Yuan saying it, Xiao Mo knew what she meant.

Gazing at Blood Demon on the bed, Xiao Mo’s eyes lowered, and he remained silent for a long time.

“I’ll go get her some medicine. Maybe we can…”

Qing Yuan wanted to say ’maybe we can extend her life by a few more days,’ but the words caught in her throat, turning to a bitter ache.

She wiped a tear from the corner of her eye, not knowing what to say.

“Thank you for your hard work, Sister Qing Yuan. I’ll take care of her from here,” Xiao Mo said slowly.

“Mm…” Qing Yuan glanced at Blood Demon one last time, then turned and left the room.

Xiao Mo sat by the bed, quietly watching the woman lying there.

“Kid, I like you. From now on, you’re my disciple. What’s your name?”

“Remember this: if someone tries to kill you within two realms of here, you’re on your own. Beyond that, I’ve got your back.”

“Kid, want a drink?”

“Reading? I do read! Who says ’Imperial Uncle’ novels aren’t real books?”

“Aiya, this is too much trouble. From now on, you can decide everything for Blood Sin Peak.”

“A cultivation partner? There’s not a single man in this world worthy of me. But if you were my age… back when I was young, I might have actually taken a liking to you.”

“Honestly, you’ve never once called me ’Master’…”

“C’mon, c’mon, let me hear you call me ’Master’ just once. C’mon, hurry up…”

As he looked at her, scene after scene from his time with Blood Demon replayed endlessly in his mind.

In Xiao Mo’s heart, she never acted like a master.

But it was this kind of master who had allowed him to have a decent childhood.

It was this kind of master who always, unreasonably, had his back whenever he “ran rampant” through the Wandao Sect.

And it was this kind of master who was willing to sacrifice her Divine Soul, forsake reincarnation, and forge an Immortal Soldier for him.

Xiao Mo shook his head, pulling his thoughts back from his memories.

He stood up and tucked the blankets around Blood Demon.

Just then, Blood Demon’s eyelashes fluttered. Her eyes slowly opened, and her pair of roguish, world-weary eyes met Xiao Mo’s.

“What’s wrong? You look a little unhappy, kid.” Blood Demon’s bloodless lips curled into a slight smile. “Whatever’s on your mind, your master can help you work through it.”

“It’s nothing.” Xiao Mo sat back down in the chair. “Just that someone’s about to die, and I’m not quite used to it.”

“Is that so…” Blood Demon nodded from the bed. “There’s really nothing to be done about that. But maybe after she dies, you’ll get used to it.”

Xiao Mo: “…”

“But…”

Blood Demon reached out, her pale fingertips lightly tapping the spot between Xiao Mo’s brows.

“That dying person doesn’t want to lie in bed waiting to die. She wants to go for a walk. Silly boy, are you willing to go with her?”