Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

The Southern Domain of the Demon Race’s World—Skywind City.

After a grueling half-year-long battle, this city, which once belonged to the Demon Race, had completely changed hands. From this day forward, it was under the control of the Human Race.

Shortly after the fall of Skywind City, good news arrived in succession from four other demon cities in the Southern Domain.

Important strongholds like Blue City, Spring Tea City, Butterfly City, and Gouzi City had all fallen.

The five-pronged offensive launched by the Human Alliance had achieved complete success.

In the history of the Demon Race’s World, this was the first time the Human Race had conquered five demon cities in a mere six months.

Inside Skywind City, after the vast army of the Human Alliance marched imposingly through the gates, every household shut its doors and windows tight, trembling in fear of retaliation from the humans.

But it was utterly useless.

First, the Human Alliance army sealed the city gates and laid down an Array, ensuring not a single Demon could escape.

Then, radiating killing intent, the Human Alliance soldiers stormed into the homes and courtyards of the Demon Race.

Many of the enslaved humans didn’t know what was happening, their eyes filled with confusion.

Others quickly realized what was going on and immediately declared their wish to join the Human Alliance’s army.

But not just anyone could join the Human Alliance.

The Human Alliance Cultivators brought out Spirit Testing Stones. Only those with a Spirit Root who could cultivate were allowed to join the Human Alliance and help them plunder their former masters’ homes.

As for the other humans, they couldn’t care less.

The lucky ones squatted on the ground without moving and were ignored by the Human Alliance, treated as if they were nothing but farts in the wind.

But the unlucky ones—any human slave they took a disliking to—were thrown to the ground by the Human Alliance soldiers.

The worst fate was reserved for the women who were even slightly attractive.

Whether they were Demon Race or human slaves, any woman with a trace of beauty was pinned down on the stones in the courtyards or the tables in the rooms, unable to struggle.

In an instant, fires broke out across Skywind City, thick smoke billowing into the sky as waves of cries and screams echoed from the courtyards.

Within Skywind City, the Human Alliance army carried away all the gold, silver, and jewelry, as well as Spirit Pills and Spirit Medicines. They burned, killed, pillaged, and raped their way through the city’s inhabitants, Demon and human alike, without restraint. The entire city of Skywind had transformed into a living Purgatory, a scene of utter chaos.

Meanwhile, in Skywind City’s City Lord’s Mansion, the various factions of the Human Race were holding a grand celebratory banquet.

They raised their cups and toasted one another, their goblets clinking, as they watched demon women in flimsy dresses dance gracefully before them. They were utterly delighted.

Some Human Alliance commanders, overcome with excitement, pulled the dancers beside them into their laps and mauled them wantonly.

The exhilarating feeling of turning the tables, of finally being the masters, left every one of them flush-faced and incomparably smug.

Before, they would have never dared to even imagine this.

But now, as these demon women became their playthings, they finally realized—

’So, the Demon Race is nothing special after all!’

”Come, let me toast you all!”

The Sect Leader of Gold Mountain Sect stood up, raised his cup high, and looked around, his voice booming like a great bell.

”Today we take a demon city, tomorrow we can overthrow a Demon Country! We of the Human Race will no longer be slaves to the Demon Race! We will be the masters of the Demon Race’s World!”

”That’s right!” another man shouted, slamming his hand on the table and rising to his feet, his expression fervent. ”The Human Race is on the rise! The Demon Race has oppressed us for so many years; this time, we’ll make them pay in blood!”

”For the Human Race!”

”For the Human Race!”

In that moment, Sect Leaders and Loose Cultivators of the Human Race rose one after another, toasting each other. Their eyes shone with excitement and longing for the future, while the stench of wine and lust filled the air of what was once the Demon Race’s City Lord’s Mansion.

”However, everyone,” Sect Leader Lei Peng of Flying Bird Sect stood up and scanned the room, his tone shifting. ”I have a proposal, and I feel now is a suitable time to raise it.”

”Oh? And what might Sect Leader Lei have to say? We are all ears,” a Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator said happily after downing a cup of wine.

Lei Peng smiled and looked at the crowd. ”Our Human Alliance is now rising up everywhere, counterattacking the various Demon Country forces. Although we have already formed an alliance and are one big family, even a family needs a head. Wouldn’t you all agree?”

”Indeed. I agree with Sect Leader Lei’s reasoning,” a Loose Cultivator said, standing up and seconding him in a clear voice. He then asked, ”But for Sect Leader Lei to bring this up so suddenly... what is your intention?”

”My meaning is simple.” Lei Peng’s gaze slowly swept across every face in the room. ”I believe our Human Alliance must elect an Alliance Hierarch. Otherwise, if we encounter a major crisis, we won’t even have a single person to make the final decision.”

”But the question is, who is suitable to be this Alliance Hierarch?” the Sect Leader of Flowing Sand Sect mused, stroking his beard. ”No matter who it is, their Realm must be high enough, their prestige great enough, and they must be able to command the respect of all.”

”I think Daoist Yun Xi of Seeking Immortal Temple is the perfect choice,” a Cultivator named Li Jian declared, standing up.

”Yes, Daoist Yun Xi has the highest Realm among us and is highly respected. He could certainly command the respect of all.”

”I also agree that Daoist Yun Xi should be the Human Alliance’s Hierarch.”

”Indeed.”

For a moment, everyone nodded in agreement.

Although Daoist Yun Xi was not present at the banquet, he had the support of many.

But just as the calls for Yun Xi grew louder and his appointment seemed all but certain, Lei Peng glanced impassively to the side.

Several Sect Leaders and Loose Cultivators immediately understood, secretly exchanging glances.

”AHEM... Everyone, if you would please listen to this old man for a moment.”