Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

Chapter 196: Chapter 177: Tell Me Your Name

As he ran, Xiao Mo looked up and saw Zi Xia locked in a deadly fight with a Cultivator.

Her opponent was an Elder from the Mountain Ghost Sect. His Realm was comparable to Zi Xia’s, perhaps even slightly higher.

Facing the wooden Puppets he controlled, Zi Xia was at a disadvantage.

“Zhou Ye, today I will see you dead!”

The Danyang Sect’s Sect Leader roared, forcibly triggering a Realm Breakthrough and stepping into the Nascent Soul Realm.

For the Danyang Sect Leader, he had always been just one step away from the Nascent Soul Realm.

He originally only needed another half-month of taking Elixirs refined from young boys and girls with sufficient Root Bones to achieve a smooth Realm Breakthrough.

But now, there was no time.

’Even if this forced breakthrough severs my path to the Great Dao, preventing me from ever advancing again in this life, as long as I can kill Zhou Ye, it will be worth it!’

Sure enough, after the Danyang Sect Leader’s Realm Breakthrough, even though his Nascent Soul Realm was extremely unstable, he was still able to corner Zhou Ye and fight him to the death.

Zhou Ye was forced into a constant retreat.

Every Puppet he summoned was cleaved in two by the Danyang Sect Leader.

“Senior, I implore you to intervene!”

Just as Zhou Ye was about to be overwhelmed, he looked up and shouted toward the distant horizon.

The moment Zhou Ye’s voice fell.

A long, red blade descended from the sky, slashing straight down at the Danyang Sect Leader.

The blade carried the might of heaven and earth. Everyone felt their hearts pound with terror, their souls trembling uncontrollably.

BOOM!

In the blink of an eye.

The Danyang Sect Leader didn’t even have time to react.

He exploded into a bloody mist, with no chance to resist.

Seeing their Sect Leader dead, the Cultivators of the Danyang Sect instantly lost all will to fight and scrambled to escape.

But at that moment, a woman slowly descended from the sky.

The woman wore a long red dress, with a red silk ribbon cinching her slender, willow-like waist.

Her embroidered shoes were red.

Even the ribbon tying back her long hair was red.

In stark contrast to her crimson attire was her skin, as fair as snow and as smooth as silk.

The woman in red had such an exaggerated figure that the front of her dress was stretched taut over her chest, revealing a hint of the snowy peaks of her bosom.

The woman gently curled a fingertip. Countless red threads began to interweave throughout the Danyang Sect’s grounds, finally forming a red cage.

No one could take a single step out of the “Red Silk Cage”!

Watching all this, Zhou Ye couldn’t help but swallow hard.

’So this is an Elder from the Wandao Sect!’

’This is a mighty expert of the Immortal Realm!’

’To her, what’s the difference between people like us and ants?’

’Fortunately, we ants are on her side.’

“Kill,” Zhou Ye commanded, pointing forward, his eyes burning with fervor.

“KILL!!!”

The morale of the Mountain Ghost Sect surged, and they charged toward the Danyang Sect Cultivators.

Knowing they would surely die, the Danyang Sect Cultivators fought back with desperation. Both sides were now blood-crazed.

Meanwhile, Xiao Mo was stealthily trying to slip away down the mountain with Jiang Xin.

The woman in red glanced down, her gaze falling upon Xiao Mo and Jiang Xin.

Just then, a Mountain Ghost Sect Cultivator, nearly mad with bloodlust, noticed Xiao Mo and Jiang Xin.

The Cultivator sent his Puppet charging at them.

At the critical moment, a violet-green longsword appeared before the two of them.

Zi Xia shattered the Puppet, then with a flash of Sword Qi, sliced the Mountain Ghost Sect Cultivator in two.

“Sister Ah Zi?” Jiang Xin’s eyes trembled.

“You two…”

Before Zi Xia could finish, her senses screamed in alarm. She swung her sword behind her.

But just as the longsword in Zi Xia’s hand was about to strike the woman in red, a blast of red Blood Qi sent her flying, and she crashed through an old tree.

“Sister Ah Zi!” Jiang Xin cried out in worry, about to rush toward her, but Xiao Mo immediately pulled her back.

“Senior Blood Demon, only about thirty percent of the Danyang Sect Cultivators remain.”

The Mountain Ghost Sect’s Sect Leader, Zhou Ye, descended from the sky, tossing the barely breathing Teng Ziming aside.

“Mm.”

The woman named Blood Demon nodded.

She reached out to her side and clenched her hand.

Zi Xia flew toward Blood Demon, who caught her by the neck, then casually threw her to the ground.

Blood Demon tossed two swords in front of Xiao Mo and Jiang Xin. “You two, pick up the swords.”

Xiao Mo and Jiang Xin didn’t know what the woman in red intended, but they had no choice but to pick up the longswords.

Blood Demon spoke slowly. “You two have excellent talent. I have a mind to take you as disciples. But to be my disciple, you must first have blood on your hands. Now, the boy will kill this man, and the girl will kill this woman. After you’ve killed them, you will come with me.”

“And if I don’t want to be your disciple?” Xiao Mo asked.

“Eh?” Blood Demon was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing. “Hahahaha… Little one, I’m not giving you a choice. I’m giving you an order.”

A scarlet glint flashed in Blood Demon’s eyes. “If you don’t become my disciple, you die! Understand?”

“…”

Xiao Mo looked at the longsword in his hand, hesitated for a moment, then walked step by step toward the dying Teng Ziming on the ground.

“Xiao Mo… you can’t kill… My father said that once you kill someone, you set foot on a path you can never return from.” Jiang Xin gripped Xiao Mo’s wrist tightly.

But Xiao Mo just shook his head and pried her fingers away.

Teng Ziming’s eyes were filled with pleading as he looked at Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo simply walked before him like an executioner, raised the longsword, and plunged it down.

Blood sprayed from Teng Ziming’s chest, the hot liquid spattering across Xiao Mo’s cheek.

“Your turn,” Blood Demon said, looking at Jiang Xin.

But Jiang Xin looked at Sister Zi, shaking her head and constantly backing away.

Zi Xia didn’t speak, just quietly watched Jiang Xin.

“I’ll count to three,” Blood Demon said with a yawn, her voice laced with impatience. “If you haven’t done it by the time I reach three, I’ll kill you.”

“Three…”

“I can’t…”

“Two…” Blood Demon raised her red blade, about to bring it down on Jiang Xin’s head.

“I can’t do it…”

“One…”

Just as Blood Demon’s blade was about to fall, Zi Xia suddenly lunged toward Jiang Xin.

At the same time, Xiao Mo snatched the longsword from Jiang Xin’s hand and thrust it forward!

The sensation of piercing flesh and blood traveled up the blade into Xiao Mo’s palm.

By the time Jiang Xin realized what had happened, Xiao Mo had already run the sword through Zi Xia’s chest. Zi Xia leaned against Xiao Mo’s shoulder.

“Thank you…”

Zi Xia coughed up blood by Xiao Mo’s ear, the corners of her mouth lifting into a faint smile.

“Ah Xin… I’ll have to trouble you to take care of her…”

As Zi Xia’s words faded, her body fell backward, landing in a pool of blood.

Xiao Mo stared at Zi Xia’s body for a long time before finally tearing his gaze away to look at Blood Demon. “I killed her as well.”

“How interesting.”

Blood Demon’s red lips curved into a crescent moon.

She walked over, crouched down in front of Xiao Mo, and stared into his eyes. “Tell me your name.”

“Xiao Mo.”