Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

Chapter 661: Chapter 533: Within 1 Month, I Want All His Information

Later, with time on his hands, Xiao Mo bought a small building in Quicksand City and opened a bookshop.

He named this bookshop “The Parting Mirror.”

The collection of books in The Parting Mirror was vast and varied. There were Cultivation Technique manuals, notes on artifact refinement, essentials of Sword Techniques, and tomes on Alchemy—the list went on and on.

Most of these books had been redeemed by Xiao Mo from the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance using his own battle merits.

When he came across a particularly good book, Xiao Mo would even add his own annotations, writing down his insights and experiences.

As for the prices of these books, they were shockingly low.

Compared to the standard market rate, the prices Xiao Mo set were a mere thirty percent of the norm.

In fact, some of these books couldn’t be bought on the open market, even if one had the money.

Moreover, Cultivators who were short on funds could read freely inside the shop, as long as they didn’t take the books out.

In no time, both the Human Race and Demon Race flocked to “The Parting Mirror” to read, with Human Race Cultivators being especially numerous.

Xiao Mo then used the money he earned from selling books to fund some of the Human Race Cultivators who were in difficult circumstances.

Before long, word of “The Parting Mirror,” the bookshop Xiao Mo opened, had spread throughout Quicksand City and, naturally, reached the ears of the upper echelons of the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance.

They began to consider whether they should order Xiao Mo to close the shop.

But there were no explicit rules in Quicksand City forbidding such an act.

After all, who in the past would have taken the rewards they exchanged for battle merits and practically given them away for free?

In the end, after much deliberation, Tushan Hongxia finally allowed Xiao Mo to keep his bookshop open.

‘He doesn’t have much longer to live anyway. Just let him do as he pleases.’

Gradually, Xiao Mo’s reputation spread wider and wider throughout the city.

「Half a year passed.」

Almost everyone in Quicksand City, from Cultivators to common folk, knew of the bookshop named “The Parting Mirror.”

And everyone knew that its owner was exceptionally handsome.

Although he was a Daoist, he exuded the refined and scholarly air of a man of letters.

The one thing that puzzled the Cultivators was what this bookshop owner was truly after.

‘These were battle merits he’d risked his life to earn…’

They didn’t understand his reasons, but Xiang Niang knew in her heart. ‘Xiao Mo is playing the great benefactor again!’

Watching him squander the battle merits he’d earned by cheating death time and time again hurt her more than if she were spending her own.

‘But what could I do? I know I can’t change his mind.’

…

Imperceptibly, another two years slipped by.

The Holy Demon Alliance and the Celestial Demon Alliance finally joined forces to launch an all-out assault on Quicksand City.

Before, their engagements had been mere skirmishes, probes to gauge each other’s strength. This time, it was a true battle to the death.

All the Cultivators on the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance’s front line went out of the city to meet the enemy.

Countless flying warships collided violently in the sky.

All kinds of Demon Cultivators revealed their massive true forms, slaughtering each other brutally on the plains.

Innumerable Techniques bombarded the earth, their power extending into the sky.

The vast plains were stained completely red by gushing rivers of blood.

The setting sun on the horizon seemed to burn like fire, reflected in the blood that covered the land.

“Staying alive is what matters. Don’t go getting yourself killed.”

Xiao Mo hastily said this to Xiang Niang before charging deep into the enemy’s formation.

Any member of the Demon Race who got close to Xiao Mo would unwittingly fall into his Illusion Technique.

Like puppets on strings, they would raise their weapons and slash madly at their own comrades.

In addition, Xiao Mo activated the Butterfly Transformation chapter of his Great Dream of Yellow Millet.

Instantly, the ground within a five-li radius around him began to tremble violently.

Dozens of giant stone figures slowly rose from the depths of the earth and smashed down into the enemy ranks.

In the sky above, the layered white clouds seemed to come alive, transforming into majestic White Dragons that dove down to strike at the enemy’s avian and beastial Demon Cultivators.

Although the Great Dream of Yellow Millet was a Daoist Sect Technique, its killing power was anything but vague.

One could say that as long as Xiao Mo’s imagination was wild enough, anything in the world could become a weapon of slaughter in his hands.

On the third day of the brutal battle, Xiao Mo, with his Cultivation at the Golden Core Realm Perfection, forcefully crossed realms to slay an Early-stage Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator.

Afterward, Xiao Mo felt a sudden calling and, right there on the battlefield, triggered his Thunder Tribulation to forcibly break through into the Nascent Soul Realm!

For a moment, thunder roared and the sky changed color.

The Alliance Hierarchs of the Holy Demon Alliance and Celestial Demon Alliance had never imagined that such a peerless genius would emerge from the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance!

Not only did he dare to undergo his Crossing the Tribulation on a battlefield, a place of the deepest karmic entanglement, but he had actually succeeded!

Even more shocking, this person was not even twenty-five years old!

A Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator this young! The Demon Race’s World had not seen such a thing for far too long!

A pity he was of the Human Race.

But fortunately… he was of the Human Race.

Xiao Mo’s Heaven and Earth rose from the ground, standing between the sky and the earth like a majestic mountain range.

And behind the head of this Heaven and Earth, a bright moon and a blazing sun hung in the air.

Yin and yang intertwined, their brilliant light crisscrossing, so dazzling one could hardly open their eyes.

Tushan Hongxia watched that Heaven and Earth from afar, her brow deeply furrowed and her expression extremely complicated.

“If only you were of the Demon Race, how wonderful that would be,” Tushan Hongxia sighed heavily, her ancient eyes filled with unconcealable regret.

But in the next instant, the regret in Tushan Hongxia’s eyes swiftly turned to icy killing intent.

She knew she absolutely could not allow Xiao Mo to continue his Cultivation like this.

Otherwise, he would become an enormous, endless problem for all of Tushan.

This earth-shattering battle lasted for five days and five nights, leaving rivers of blood and fields littered with corpses.

In the end, although the Cultivators of the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance suffered heavy casualties, they had at least successfully repelled the attack of the Holy Demon Alliance and the Celestial Demon Alliance.

In fact, the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance had routed the allied forces of the two alliances head-on, dealing a heavy blow to their morale.

And Xiao Mo’s name began to spread among the three great Demon Alliances, and indeed, throughout the entire Demon Race’s World.

The Human Race Cultivators within the Demon Race’s World were especially excited that such a genius had emerged from their own people!

They felt that the heavens were finally starting to favor the Human Race!

The Human Race shall rise!

…

“Entering the Nascent Soul Realm before thirty? The Human Race shall rise?”

Three months after the war ended, a flying boat from the Four Seas was slowly making its way toward Tushan.

Onboard the flying boat, a woman in a green dress was softly reading from the battle reports she had collected over the past days, her expression filled with disdain and contempt.

In all her years, she had seen far too many so-called “geniuses,” so many that she had long since grown numb to them.

Only those who survived and entered the Upper Three Realms could be considered true geniuses.

Before entering the Upper Three Realms, all those geniuses were just potential stepping stones for others.

However, as the woman in green continued to read, her previously nonchalant eyes suddenly froze!

Her fingers involuntarily tightened around the battle report in her hand. In that instant, her heart began to race, and her breath grew ragged.

“This person is named… Xiao Mo…”

The woman in green stared blankly at the name, unable to look away for a long time.

‘Could it be…’

‘That’s impossible. It’s probably just someone with the same name. I’ve seen things like this countless times over the years.’

‘But… what if?’

The woman in green pursed her thin lips, her expression caught in deep conflict.

“Han’er.”

Finally, the woman in green lifted her head and called out of the room.

“Sister Xiaoqing.”

The Maid named Han’er entered the room at the call, bowing respectfully.

“Go!”

Xiao Qing thrust the entire battle report in front of the Maid, her tone urgent and decisive.

“Within one month! I want all information on this man named ‘Xiao Mo’!”