Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

Chapter 139: Chapter 124: Greetings, Daoist Master Fuchen

As Bai Ruxue charged Ding Chen, the Dragon-slaying Sword came slashing down at her.

Bai Ruxue didn’t meet it head-on, dodging with a swift turn of her body.

The sword immediately spun around in mid-air and continued its lethal strike against Bai Ruxue.

“ROAR!”

Following the dragon’s cry, a True Dragon Skeleton burst from the water’s surface and blocked the sword!

Bai Ruxue turned her head, and a blast of Dragon Breath erased several Jade Realm Cultivators.

The other Flood Dragons watched their Sect Leader fighting desperately, longing to rush forward and help.

But they knew better. If they stayed, they would likely only get in the way. Her Majesty might even get distracted trying to protect them.

“Go!”

Xiao Qing made up her mind and shouted to the other Flood Dragons.

The dragons glanced one last time at their Majesty, then quickly dove into the sea.

“Vile beasts, don’t even think about leaving!”

Some of the other Sect Leaders tried to intercept them, but Bai Ruxue fully activated the Dragon Palace Array.

The North Sea Dragon Palace Array had been active since the beginning of the battle. It was only with its support that Xiao Qing and the others had been able to hold off so many cultivators from the Upper Three Realms.

Otherwise, Xiao Qing would have been flayed alive in less than two hours.

And now, as Bai Ruxue pushed the Dragon Palace Array to its limits, it began to groan under the strain, on the verge of shattering. Still, it conjured walls of seawater to block the cultivators and shield the Demons of the North Sea, allowing them to escape swiftly into the ocean.

Many cultivators gave chase, determined to slay every last one of the Flood Dragons!

At the same time, the entire North Sea Dragon City trembled violently. Buildings within the city collapsed one after another under the powerful shockwaves.

Fortunately, the citizens of Dragon City had already fled the chaotic region in a panic when the battle first began.

High in the sky, the True Dragon Skeleton was still locked in a stalemate with the Dragon-slaying Sword.

But the Dragon-slaying Sword was an Immortal Soldier, after all, and it was specifically designed to counter the Dragon Race.

The True Dragon Skeleton already had several sections hacked apart by the sword; some of the Dragon Bones had even been pulverized!

Bai Ruxue knew she couldn’t keep fighting them head-on here.

Her opponents were too numerous. There were twelve Immortal Realm Cultivators alone.

’I need to find a chance to escape. I’ll repay today’s grudge in the future.’

But how could Ding Chen and the others possibly let Bai Ruxue escape?

The twelve Immortal Realm Cultivators formed an array simultaneously, with Ding Chen standing at its core, trapping Bai Ruxue.

“ROAR!”

The True Dragon Skeleton let out a furious roar and coiled around its master, glaring at the Human Race Cultivators alongside her.

“Kill her!”

At Ding Chen’s command, everyone unleashed their Lifebound Magical Treasures, sending them down to suppress Bai Ruxue.

The Dragon-slaying Sword didn’t even need Ding Chen’s control. The moment it sensed the intense dragon’s might, it shot toward Bai Ruxue.

While fending off the cultivators’ attacks, Bai Ruxue managed to kill two Immortal Realm Sect Leaders.

But at that very moment, the Dragon-slaying Sword stabbed through, piercing Bai Ruxue’s dragon body.

“ROAR!” With a furious cry, Bai Ruxue’s colossal body plummeted straight toward the North Sea.

Bai Ruxue knew she was going to die here.

She directed the True Dragon Skeleton to fall into a forbidden ground within the Abyss of the North Sea.

’These brutes from the Human Race must never get their hands on this True Dragon Skeleton!’

Bai Ruxue crashed onto the surface of the sea, sending colossal waves churning.

When the waves calmed, Bai Ruxue had reverted to her human form. She clutched her left side tightly, but blood flowed unceasingly from the wound.

Fifty zhang away, Ding Chen gripped the Dragon-slaying Sword and raised it high, like an executioner about to behead a prisoner.

But just as Ding Chen was about to bring the sword down, a man in a blue-green robe stepped in front of Bai Ruxue.

Looking at the man not far away, Ding Chen’s brow furrowed. “You’re Xiao Mo?” he asked coldly.

“I am.” Xiao Mo looked at him calmly.

Ding Chen narrowed his eyes. “You are quite a remarkable scholar. I have some understanding of the Heart Learning you’ve proposed. Heart Learning is no minor path; its future is limitless. I have no desire to kill an outstanding junior of our World of Ten Thousand Laws. If you step aside, I will pretend I saw nothing.”

“I can’t do that.” Xiao Mo shook his head.

“I will say this one last time: step aside. A mere Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator like you cannot stop me,” Ding Chen stared intently at Xiao Mo.

But Xiao Mo remained as steadfast as a pine tree, standing in front of Bai Ruxue. No matter how she tugged at the corner of his robes, begging him to leave, he didn’t move an inch.

“I understand… What a true pity… Since it has come to this, I shall grant you your wish to be together.” Ding Chen sighed. His longsword became wreathed in scorching flames, as if the Dragon Blood left on its blade from Ancient Times was burning incessantly.

“SCREECH!”

At that very moment, the cry of a Vermilion Bird echoed for a thousand li.

The right arm Ding Chen had raised to swing the Dragon-slaying Sword was locked in place by red runes, preventing the strike.

In the heavens above, a Vermilion Bird descended, wreathed in heavenly fire.

The moment the Vermilion Bird appeared, the pressure from its Divine Beast bloodline—that of an Ascension Realm being—made it impossible for any cultivator below the Immortal Realm to breathe.

Even the Immortal Realm Cultivators were drenched in sweat, unable to even muster the thought of resisting.

The Vermilion Bird transformed into a human and landed before Xiao Mo.

Fuchen, dressed in a Daoist Robe, performed a quick divination with her fingers. In the span of a single breath, she had discerned all that had happened in the North Sea.

Fuchen looked at Ding Chen calmly and said in a cold voice, “This time, you from the World of Ten Thousand Laws have gone too far.”

“I didn’t expect it to be Daoist Master Fuchen.” Unlike the other Immortal Realm Cultivators, Ding Chen showed no fear in the face of Fuchen. “Daoist Master Fuchen, you vanished for four thousand years. To think you’ve broken through and entered Ascension. Is Elder Fuchen planning to help the North Sea?”

Fuchen looked directly into Ding Chen’s eyes. “Yes.”

As her words fell, Fuchen raised her left hand and flicked a finger.

In an instant, hundreds of crimson lines of fire, each as thin as a hair, shot out from Daoist Fuchen’s fingertips.

Nearly all the cultivators above the North Sea felt a sudden chill in their chests at the same time.

They subconsciously looked down, only to see that a slender yet fatal line of fire had silently pierced through their chests.

When the lines of fire dissipated, every cultivator below the Immortal Realm was annihilated, body and soul.

The remaining Immortal Realm Sect Leaders, Ding Chen included, all coughed up blood and fell to their knees.

Fuchen walked toward Ding Chen, flames gathering in her right hand to form a longsword. “The North Sea wished to remain neutral. But you took advantage of the Confucian Academy’s Master being in seclusion to act on your own and attempt to exterminate the Dragon Race.

“The endless struggle and incessant war between the Human and Demon Races persist to this day because of too many people—and demons—like you.”

Fuchen raised the longsword in her hand and swung it. A searing wave of Sword Qi cut across the surface of the sea, slashing toward Ding Chen.

But a gust of Book Flipping Wind blew past, actually dissolving the Sword Qi.

An old scholar in a blue-green robe strode through the air.

With another step, the old scholar used Shrinking Inches and appeared at Ding Chen’s side.

Ding Chen looked with surprise at the old man now standing beside him.

The Academy Master of the Confucian Academy, Kong Sheng, ignored Ding Chen. He simply gave a polite bow to Fuchen:

“Greetings, Daoist Master Fuchen.”