Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

Yun Xi gazed quietly into Tushan Jing Ci’s slightly reddened eyes and began to speak slowly:

”My disciple and I met Young Master Xiao once before. Later, in the Yuzhu Secret Realm, my disciple happened to run into him again and even fought side-by-side with him.”

”Unfortunately, Young Master Xiao was betrayed by a fellow Cultivator. He was gravely injured, and even his Life Origin suffered irreparable damage.”

”At the moment of greatest crisis, Young Master Xiao covered my disciple’s escape, personally sending her out of the Yuzhu Secret Realm. At the same time, he entrusted Jun Meng to deliver a letter and an item to you, Miss Jing Ci.”

Tushan Jing Ci also stepped forward slowly. With slightly trembling hands, she carefully accepted the box.

The moment Tushan Jing Ci gently opened the box,

a ripple of incomparably scorching Spiritual Power erupted, sweeping out in all directions.

It was as if the temperature of heaven and earth for ten thousand miles around suddenly soared, becoming unbearably hot.

A massive phantom of a Yuzhu bird circled endlessly in the sky above. The high, clear cry of a phoenix pierced through the layers of clouds, echoing for ten thousand miles.

Though the Cultivators within a ten-thousand-mile radius didn’t know what was happening, they could all clearly feel an incredibly tyrannical and soul-shaking bloodline suppression. The pressure was like mountains, crushing them to the point they could barely breathe.

”This... could this be...”

Tushan Hongxia and the other Elders stared intently at the Demon Pill in the box, their eyes filled with unconcealable shock and fervor.

How could they not know what this was?

Wasn’t this the very Yuzhu Demon Pill that the entire Demon Race’s World had been frantically searching for?

”Before he departed, Young Master Xiao specifically entrusted me to relay a message to Miss Jing Ci.”

Gui Junmeng’s lips parted slightly, and she spoke every single word, crystal clear.

”Congratulations on becoming the Tushan Saintess. I hope you like this gift.”

With her message delivered, Gui Junmeng took a step back and bowed respectfully to Tushan Jing Ci. ”I have now delivered the item and relayed the message Young Master Xiao entrusted to me. Please take care of yourself, Miss Jing Ci.”

Gui Junmeng slowly turned and walked toward her master, Daoist Yun Xi.

”We will take our leave now.” Seeing that their business in Tushan was concluded, Yun Xi did not linger. With a gentle wave of her duster, the master and disciple vanished, reappearing a hundred miles away.

”Grand Elder... that Demon Pill...”

”It belongs to Jing Ci.” Tushan Meng waved her hand, her gaze sweeping over the assembled Elders. Her tone was unquestionable. ”You are all dismissed.”

”Grand Elder...” The Fourth Elder stepped forward, seeming to want to say more.

But Tushan Meng whipped her head around and shot her a fierce glare, her voice low and heavy with an almost commanding tone. ”Stand down!”

”Yes...” the group replied in unison. They could only reluctantly tear their gazes away from the Yuzhu Demon Pill and turn to leave.

After everyone had dispersed, Tushan Jing Ci was left standing all alone in the vast, empty sky.

She stared blankly downward, her eyes fixed on the Yuzhu Demon Pill resting quietly in the box and the unopened envelope pinned beneath it.

She stood there for an unknown length of time, completely motionless, like a statue forgotten by time.

...

「Atop Wang Yue Peak, in the courtyard.」

Tushan Meng sat alone on a stone bench in the courtyard, gazing quietly at the distant horizon. Her expression was profound, as if she were deep in thought.

In the eyes of this Tushan Grand Elder, who had lived for several thousand years and weathered countless storms, there was now a faint, almost imperceptible trace of guilt and lament.

”Grand Elder.” Tushan Hongxia’s figure appeared outside the courtyard, and she bowed respectfully.

Tushan Meng started slightly, pulling her wandering thoughts back to the present. She glanced to the side at her. ”Come in and sit,” she said calmly.

”Yes, Grand Elder...” Tushan Hongxia did as she was told, entering the courtyard and slowly sitting down beside Tushan Meng.

However, just as Tushan Hongxia had organized her thoughts and was about to speak, Tushan Meng preempted her, stopping the words on her lips.

”Hongxia, I know what you want to say.”

Tushan Meng’s voice was neither high nor low, but it pierced straight to Tushan Hongxia’s heart.

”All these years, you have always been by my side, looking out for my best interests in all things. I am well aware of it.”

”Perhaps you think that since the Yuzhu’s Lifebound Divine Ability is rebirth from fire, that Demon Pill could have helped me heal my old wounds, or even allowed me to take another step forward in my cultivation.”

Hearing this, Tushan Hongxia’s lips moved slightly as if to argue, but in the end, she remained silent.

Tushan Meng did not look at her. She simply raised her eyes to the sea of layered clouds in the distance, a flicker of indescribable complexity in their depths.

”But Hongxia, I am already very old. I was gravely injured in the battle to defend Tushan all those years ago. It has not been easy to simply cling to life until today.”

”Over the past thousand years, my Dao foundation has been destroyed. No Heavenly and Earthly Treasures are of any use to me now.”

Tushan Meng’s voice carried a hint of desolation and weariness, like falling leaves in autumn.

”Besides, let’s not even discuss whether a single Demon Pill could actually mend my old injuries.” She paused slightly before continuing, ”Even if it could, so what? I’m afraid my Realm in this lifetime has already reached its limit.”

”But Jing Ci is different. She is only in her early twenties. Her talent is the greatest I have ever seen, bar none. She has a brighter, more expansive future. She—she is the true hope of Tushan.”

Tushan Hongxia was utterly shocked.

She knew the Grand Elder had always valued Jing Ci highly, but she had never imagined her assessment would be so lofty.

”Grand Elder, is that child’s... is Jing Ci’s talent... truly so remarkable?” Tushan Hongxia asked.

”Hehehe...” Tushan Meng smiled faintly, a touch of emotion in her laughter. ”Let me put it to you this way. My talent, compared to Jing Ci’s, is like the glow of a firefly next to the brilliance of the full moon.”

”Even without this Yuzhu Demon Pill, Jing Ci’s future accomplishments would be no less than those of the Lord of the Four Seas. But with this Demon Pill...”

Tushan Meng’s gaze grew deep and distant.

”...coupled with the blessing of the entire Qi Fortune of our Demon Race’s World, perhaps... she will be able to see the sights that no one has set foot upon since the Ancient Times.”

”Even so, the Saintess’s future achievements will still be thanks in no small part to you, Grand Elder!” Tushan Hongxia’s tone was urgent and sincere. ”Everything is part of your plan! The Saintess will follow your guidance and ascend, step by step, to the throne of the lord of the Demon Race’s World!”

”According to my plan?” Tushan Meng gathered her sleeves, slowly turning her head to look at Tushan Hongxia with a heavy gaze.

”Hongxia, in your eyes, perhaps Xiao Mo’s death in the Yuzhu Secret Realm was all part of my plan. But today, I suddenly feel that I am the one who was outplayed.”

”What do you mean, Grand Elder?” Tushan Hongxia was deeply confused, her brows furrowing slightly.

”The last person to read the *Record of Proving Love* in the Tushan Library Pavilion was Xiao Mo.”

Tushan Meng shook her head, her gaze drifting toward the boundless sky in the distance. Her voice was low and slow.

”I only learned today that Yun Xi and Gui Junmeng had already met Xiao Mo long ago. So, tell me... do you think Yun Xi might have told Xiao Mo about Jing Ci’s lifespan?”

Hearing the Grand Elder’s words, Tushan Hongxia seemed to realize something abruptly, and her eyes trembled slightly.

”Perhaps Xiao Mo guessed what I was planning to do long ago.”

”Perhaps, from the very beginning, he never intended to return from the Yuzhu Secret Realm alive.”

Tushan Meng let out a soft sigh, a sigh that held an indescribable mix of complexity and melancholy.

”So, in this world... there really is such a man.”

”A man who would be so unflinching for the woman he loves.”

”And who could be so... ruthless.”