Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

”A lifetime? But the Immortal Sister’s beloved must also be in a high Realm, right? A lifespan of several thousand years is certainly not short.”

Tushan Jing Ci replied earnestly.

In Tushan Jing Ci’s mind, the man the Immortal Sister loved ought to be at a Realm similar to her own.

’I wonder what kind of man could have possibly won her favor.’

The woman in white smiled softly, her voice tinged with a faint sigh. ”He wasn’t a Cultivator. He was just an ordinary person. And how could a mortal possibly have a lifespan of two thousand years?”

”A mortal?”

Hearing the Immortal Sister’s words, Tushan Jing Ci blinked her pretty eyes, unable to immediately grasp what the Immortal Sister was saying.

’A mortal’s lifetime compared to a Cultivator’s millennia?’

’What does the Immortal Sister mean?’

”Wait!”

Tushan Jing Ci suddenly froze as it dawned on her.

’The person the Immortal Sister loves... is a mortal?’

Seeing the confused and shocked look on the young girl’s face, the woman in white said no more, only offering a faint smile.

”Sister… Everything is ready over at Cold Mountain Academy. Cun Caiguang requests your presence. He wants to ask if there’s anything that doesn’t meet your approval.”

Just then, Xiao Qing arrived at the edge of Crescent Lake. She came to her sister’s side and spoke softly.

When Xiao Qing saw Tushan Jing Ci, she couldn’t help but be startled.

’Who is this girl? She’s as beautiful as my sister...’

”Mm, I know.” Bai Ruxue nodded. She then turned to Tushan Jing Ci, her tone gentle. ”Little sister, I have some business to handle, so I’ll be taking my leave. Forgive me for not keeping you company.”

”You must be busy, Immortal Sister. Please don’t worry about me,” Tushan Jing Ci said with a slight bow.

Bai Ruxue returned the nod, then turned and walked away with her sister, their figures gradually receding into the distance.

Tushan Jing Ci watched the Immortal Sister’s dignified and elegant bearing, a look of awe and admiration appearing on her face. ’So a woman this perfect really does exist in the world...’

An hour later, Tushan Jing Ci finished the scroll she was painting, packed up her things, and started down the mountain.

When she arrived at Xiao Mo’s courtyard, he wasn’t cultivating. Instead, he was hunched over, packing his bags.

”Xiao Mo...”

Tushan Jing Ci called out cheerfully, walking up to him with a happy smile.

”Finished with your painting so early today, my lady?” Xiao Mo asked, looking up with a smile.

Over the past few days, Tushan Jing Ci had taken to visiting his courtyard for a while after she finished a few paintings, and Xiao Mo had grown accustomed to it.

”All done.”

Tushan Jing Ci nodded and moved to help Xiao Mo fold his clothes.

But of course, Xiao Mo couldn’t let Jing Ci pack his bags for him, so he politely refused with a smile.

”Xiao Mo, let me tell you! I met an Immortal Sister today while I was painting,” Tushan Jing Ci said excitedly, hopping to one side.

”Immortal Sister?” Xiao Mo chuckled. ”Are you daydreaming again, my lady? There are no such things as Immortals in this world.”

”You’re right, there are no Immortals, but this Immortal Sister was more beautiful than any Immortal could ever be.”

As Tushan Jing Ci spoke of the woman in white, her eyes filled with admiration.

”You have no idea. She was so beautiful, and her aura was so extraordinary. Her every move was elegant and dignified, and her every word was like a gentle spring breeze.”

”It’s a good thing I’m not a man, or I’d be trying to woo her for sure!”

Listening to Jing Ci’s effusive praise and seeing the starry look in her eyes, Xiao Mo couldn’t help but feel a flicker of curiosity. ”Is she really that beautiful?”

”Of course!” Tushan Jing Ci nodded earnestly. But her expression quickly turned wary. ”But Xiao Mo! You’re not allowed to go see her! If you did, you’d definitely fall for her!”

”You’re exaggerating.” Xiao Mo chuckled, casually remarking as he placed books into a trunk, ”Besides, no one in this world is more beautiful than you, my lady.”

Hearing Xiao Mo’s praise, Tushan Jing Ci felt a sweetness in her heart, as if she’d just eaten a Gui Hua cake.

”Flattery will get you nowhere.” Her cheeks flushing slightly, she reached out and snatched the books from Xiao Mo’s arms. ”Even if you praise me, I’m not taking you to see the Immortal Sister.”

”I never planned on meeting her anyway,” Xiao Mo said with a sigh.

’It’s not like I’m the type of person who gets weak in the knees every time I see a beautiful woman,’ Xiao Mo thought.

”Sigh... I wonder if I could ever become a woman like the Immortal Sister. If I were, you’d probably have been utterly captivated by me long ago,” Tushan Jing Ci lamented as she placed the books in the trunk.

Seeing her foxy eyes lost in fantasy, Xiao Mo just shook his head and said nothing more.

”Oh, by the way, the Immortal Sister asked me a question, but I don’t understand what it means. Can I run it by you?” Tushan Jing Ci recalled the Immortal Sister’s words, wanting to hear Xiao Mo’s take on it.

”Of course, my lady. Go ahead,” Xiao Mo replied.

”A mortal’s lifetime, compared to a Cultivator’s several thousand years... which is longer, and which is shorter?” Tushan Jing Ci said slowly, smoothing her skirt as she sat down on the edge of Xiao Mo’s bed.

Hearing her question, Xiao Mo was taken aback for a moment, then he smiled. ”Why would the young woman you met ask something like that?”

”Well, it’s a bit hard to explain... It seems the Immortal Sister’s beloved was a mortal, and she’s been searching for him...” Tushan Jing Ci said, lowering her head. Her voice seemed to carry some of the white-gowned woman’s own sorrow and loss.

”I see,” Xiao Mo said, a thoughtful look on his face.

”Xiao Mo, do you have an answer?” Tushan Jing Ci asked, looking at him curiously.

”How could there be a single answer to a question like that?”

Xiao Mo’s tone was calm and serious.

”If it’s truly as the young woman said—that his entire life was *her*—then for that woman, wasn’t her entire life *him*?”

”That man is gone now. Even if she has thousands, or tens of thousands more years, what meaning do they have? I’m afraid that woman’s heart... has already died.”

Hearing Xiao Mo’s words, Tushan Jing Ci lowered her gaze, gently biting her lip as she thought it over.

After a long moment, she stood up and walked over to Xiao Mo. She gently tugged on the corner of his sleeve, her voice filled with earnest pleading. ”Xiao Mo! Promise me one thing, okay?”

”What is it, my lady?”

”From now on! No matter what happens, as long as I’m not dead, you’re not allowed to die! Do you hear me?”

The usual gentleness in her foxy eyes was now replaced by an unquestionable seriousness.

”I don’t know if reincarnation exists in this world.”

”Even if it does, I don’t think I could be as strong as the Immortal Sister... I couldn’t keep searching forever and ever...”

”So...”

”If you died... I think I’d go crazy...”