Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

Covered in wounds and barely able to walk after Crossing the Tribulation, Xiao Mo was carried back to the Xiao Mansion by Huang Shan.

When Xiao Mo was less than thirty zhang from his courtyard, he saw his mother standing outside, anxiously gazing down the path home.

Seeing her son return, Zhou Ruoxi’s eyes instantly lit up, and she hurried forward.

“Mother…”

Xiao Mo called out, feeling guilty, as if he’d done something wrong and didn’t know how to explain it to his mother.

Zhou Ruoxi looked at her son’s scorched, blackened skin, her thin lips pressing into a tight line.

Xiao Mo could even see the corners of his mother’s eyes turning red.

But in the end, Zhou Ruoxi only gently stroked her son’s face and said softly, “All that matters is that you’re back…”

Zhou Ruoxi withdrew her hand and gave Huang Shan a slight bow. “Thank you for bringing Mo’er back, Master Huang. I appreciate you taking such good care of him.”

“It was nothing. Besides, I’m his master. It’s only natural for me to look out for him.”

Huang Shan said with a smile.

“You don’t need to worry, Madam. This kid’s hide is thick; he’s fine. He has now entered the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Just put two drops of this medicine into a basin of water and wipe down Xiao Mo’s wounds with it every day. He’ll be fully recovered after a few days of rest.”

“Thank you, Master Huang.”

Zhou Ruoxi nodded lightly, accepted the medicine bottle, and then quickly got her son onto her back.

After Huang Shan took his leave, Zhou Ruoxi quickly carried Xiao Mo to his room. She then had Cuicui bring a basin of water, into which she dripped a few drops of the medicine. After stirring it well, she patiently began to wipe down Xiao Mo’s scorched, blackened skin.

“Mom, I…”

Seeing his mother’s eyes shimmering with a faint mist of tears, Xiao Mo wanted to say something to comfort her.

But Zhou Ruoxi simply shook her head.

“You don’t have to say anything, Mo’er. I understand. Just focus on getting some rest.” Zhou Ruoxi smiled at her son. “Besides, you’re truly incredible. You’re already a Cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm. I’m so proud of you.”

“Aren’t you mad at me, Mother?”

Xiao Mo asked nervously.

’It’s just as Master said,’ Xiao Mo thought. ’Mother already guessed that I went to Cross the Tribulation.’

“Silly child… why would I be mad at you? Even though I’m just an ordinary woman, I know the path of cultivation is never smooth. But since this is the path you’ve chosen for yourself, Mo’er, I will always support you.”

Zhou Ruoxi said, gently stroking her son’s head.

“Now, now, don’t you worry about it. Just get some sleep. I’m really not angry, and I don’t blame you in the slightest.”

“Okay.”

Xiao Mo nodded and slowly closed his eyes.

Xiao Mo was already exhausted from Crossing the Tribulation, and the medicine had a sleep-inducing effect. He quickly fell asleep, his breathing steady and even.

Sitting by his bedside, his mother watched his peaceful, sleeping face. She gently pulled the blanket up, tucked him in snugly, and quietly kept him company.

“Is the young master asleep, Madam?”

Cuicui whispered as she entered the room.

“Yes,” Zhou Ruoxi nodded. “Mo’er just finished Crossing the Tribulation. He must be exhausted.”

“The young master is so incredible! I’ve heard that many people cultivate their entire lives and never reach Foundation Establishment, yet he managed it before he’s even nine.” Cuicui was genuinely happy for her young master. “Maybe in the future, he’ll even become one of the Immortals from the stories.”

Hearing her maid’s words, Zhou Ruoxi didn’t answer, only offering a soft smile. “Cuicui, go and buy a couple of hens. I’ll make a stew for Mo’er when he wakes up.”

“Oh, yes, Madam. I’ll go right away.” Cuicui curtsied and hurried out.

After Cuicui left, the room fell silent once more.

’An Immortal?’

Zhou Ruoxi held her son’s small hand, her eyes filled with tenderness.

’Yes. My Mo’er will grow up, becoming stronger and stronger. He might even become an Immortal.

Don’t you worry, Mo’er. You just have to keep moving forward, and I will always support you.

I will be proud of you, and I will be happy for you.

But… Mo’er, I’m only a mortal, after all. If one day I can no longer keep up with you or stay by your side, you mustn’t blame me…

But I will always be watching over you, Mo’er, whether from this world or from the heavens above.’

…

「Three days later.」

The scorched, blackened skin left by the Thunder Tribulation had completely peeled off of Xiao Mo, and new flesh had grown in its place.

Compared to before, Xiao Mo, having been “reborn” by entering the Foundation Establishment Realm, had a fairer complexion and a much stronger physique.

Feeling he had mostly recovered, Xiao Mo headed to the training grounds to practice.

“Kid, this is for you.”

As soon as he arrived at the training grounds, Huang Shan tossed a Long Spear to Xiao Mo.

The Long Spear was nine feet long, twice Xiao Mo’s height.

This was no ordinary Long Spear, but a Magical Artifact.

“Master, what is this?” Xiao Mo asked, gripping the Long Spear.

“This Long Spear is named Po Feng. It’s a Fourth-Grade Magical Artifact,” Huang Shan said. “You can use it for now. I’ll get you a better one later.”

“Thank you, Master.”

Xiao Mo swung Po Feng a few times. It felt surprisingly natural in his hands.

“These are the Spear Formulas for the Godslaying Spear.”

Huang Shan tossed another item to Xiao Mo—a Jade Scroll.

“You can read them by sending your Divine Sense inside, but you have to learn the Spear Techniques from me. One wrong move could throw off all the others, and you might even suffer a Qi deviation. Watch closely, kid!”

Huang Shan casually grabbed a Long Spear from a rack and began to demonstrate the techniques for Xiao Mo, move by move, unconcerned about the other Xiao Family disciples on the training grounds who might be watching.

Xiao Mo watched with intense focus.

However, this was different from the Heaven-Opening Fist, which he could remember eighty percent of after seeing it just once.

Even after watching the Godslaying Spear Techniques demonstrated four or five times, Xiao Mo could only remember twenty to thirty percent.

Even when he practiced with his master again and again, he’d forget most of the techniques as soon as they finished.

The others on the training grounds were mesmerized watching Xiao Mo wield the Long Spear.

’Brother Mo is only eight years old, yet he already has the valiant and heroic bearing of an adult.’ Their admiration for Brother Mo deepened in that moment.

The day passed, and Xiao Mo hadn’t stopped for a single moment, his hair matted with sweat.

“The Godslaying Spear is incomparably profound. You can’t be impatient. With your talent, you’ll be able to master the Spear Techniques in less than five years, but that’s only the first stage.

You still have a long road ahead of you, kid. Take it one step at a time.”

For some reason, seeing the boy’s frustrated expression gave Huang Shan a sense of satisfaction. ’It feels like I’ve finally regained a bit of face as his master,’ he thought.

“Yes, Master.” Xiao Mo wiped the sweat from his brow and gave a formal salute with his spear.

“Xiao Mo…”

Just as Xiao Mo was about to return to his courtyard, a familiar little girl’s voice called out from nearby.

Xiao Mo and the other disciples on the training grounds all turned to look in the direction of the voice.

They saw an adorable, doll-like little girl lifting the hem of her long skirt as she ran over happily.

“Xiao Mo! Xiao Mo! Did you miss me? I came to play with you!”