Chapter 6: Brother, Am I Going to Die?

The girl’s physical condition is far more severe than you imagined.

This is not an ordinary mortal illness, nor is it damage from the outside world, but a withering and collapse from within. The girl’s body is gradually heading towards its end.

You cannot understand, nor do you know why.

You can only do your utmost to find a cure, but unfortunately, even the miraculous elixirs of cultivators cannot eradicate the girl’s illness, only delay the decay of her body.

You strive, you try, like a bird desperately flapping its wings, flying wildly through a thorny jungle, searching for an infinitely faint hope.

But no matter how hard you try, even if you are covered in wounds, begging everyone including your master, you still cannot find the true cause of the girl’s illness.

You can only watch her suffer day by day.

You can only watch her wither day by day.

You are powerless, you can do nothing.

Reality never changes according to human will, you cannot rewrite the tragedy and suffering before your eyes with a senseless roar like the protagonist of a热血 anime.

In the face of true tragedy, human effort always seems so insignificant, so small as to be despairing.

Every morning greeting, every goodnight farewell, are signals of approaching death. Under such pressure, you have been running around for four years, ultimately finding nothing.

Four years have passed, you are 20, the girl is 14.

The once cute child who followed you around, always calling you “elder brother,” has grown into a beautiful young girl, but she can only lie on her sickbed all day, like a fragile object full of cracks, ready to shatter at any moment.

In the eyes of some, this sickly pallor is the ultimate beauty, but in your eyes, it is the most despairing, helpless, and hateful sight.

Your seasons seem to have only the harsh winter left, no longer able to feel joy and warmth.

The girl sees all this in her eyes, often filled with self-blame and guilt.

More than her own pain, she seems to care more about your increasingly weary body, often apologizing to you.

“I’m sorry, elder brother…”

Forest Sword Peak Cave.

Several years have passed.

The interior of the cave hasn’t changed much, still the same few tables and chairs, and the flowers and plants the girl once transplanted herself, the faint fragrance permeated with silent deathly stillness.

The girl lies quietly on the bed.

Her hair is black, long, and straight.

Her beautiful eyes are lifeless.

Her lips are pale.

There is a fragile sense of being on the verge of breaking at the slightest touch.

“It’s okay, there’s no need for apologies between us,” Xu Xi shakes his head, stuffing a pill into the girl’s mouth, “This is today’s Nine-Leaf Pill, take it and have a good sleep.”

The girl obediently nods, swallowing the pill.

After finishing, the seriously ill girl smiles at Xu Xi, like the morning sun, like a beautiful dream, like a flawless sky, asking Xu Xi for a reward just like when she was a child.

“Elder brother, Mo Li has obediently taken the medicine~~”

Her eyes filled with laughter, the girl seems to have never grown up, coquettishly speaking to Xu Xi.

At this moment.

At this time.

Xu Moli’s sickly body and lively voice form an incredibly stark contrast, giving onlookers a deep sense of suffocation.

It makes one can’t help but fall silent, can’t help but feel sorrow.

“Yes, Mo Li is a good child.”

Xu Xi forces a smile, holding back the sourness in his nose, taking out the candy he had prepared, which the girl puts in her mouth, savoring it as if it were some extremely precious treasure.

Is candy really that delicious?

Xu Xi recalls.

Every time he gives Mo Li candy, Mo Li shows an expression of utmost happiness.

After eating the candy, the girl doesn’t fall asleep as usual, but instead asks Xu Xi if she can go outside to see, and Xu Xi agrees.

Sword Flight is naturally out of the question, the speed would harm her already fragile body.

So.

Xu Xi supports the girl.

They walk out of the cave, taking a few simple laps around the Forest Sword Peak, now in autumn.

They walk very slowly, much slower than the passing of years, very carefully, more so than the bits and pieces of daily life.

Walking on the ground covered with autumn leaves, the girl’s face gains a bit more color.

But.

Even at such a slow pace, even on such a short journey, the 14-year-old Xu Moli still feels an immense burden, her steps suddenly stop, clutching the cloth at her chest, her face unusually pale.

“If you can’t walk, don’t force yourself.”

Like when she was a child.

Xu Xi carries the girl on his back, letting her rest on his back.

The girl softly responds, “I understand, elder brother.”

Lying on the familiar back, feeling that steadiness and stability, the girl’s eyes gradually close, feeling the sleepiness becoming more and more overwhelming.

Before falling asleep, she asks.

“Elder brother, will Mo Li die?”

“No, elder brother will save you.”

“Mm, Mo Li believes in elder brother, elder brother won’t lie to Mo Li…”

Xu Moli’s voice grows fainter, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, she buries her head in Xu Xi’s shoulder, trying her best to stay awake.

But the blood in her mouth continues to spill out, slowly draining the girl’s strength.

By the time Xu Xi notices something is wrong.

The girl has already fallen into a coma.

You have successfully joined the Heavenly Sword Sect, you have become the True Disciple with the Heavenly Spiritual Root that everyone envies, your future is promising, your life is splendid, you are the undisputed prodigy of the Cultivation World.

But in contrast, your sister has contracted a serious illness, which worsened in the autumn of her 14th year.

You have no way to save her, only continuously completing sect missions, and self-studying alchemy, using elixirs that even cultivators find incredibly precious, to delay and save your sister from death.

The fifteenth year of transmigration, you are 21, Xu Moli is 15.

You have successfully broken through to the late Foundation Establishment stage, your strength has further increased, not fearing ordinary Golden Core Masters, you gather elixirs for your sister even faster.

But at the same time, Xu Moli’s condition has also worsened, she has lost the ability to walk, and can only lie in bed all day.

The sixteenth year of transmigration, you are 22, Xu Moli is 16.

Your pressure has reached its limit, you seem to have gone berserk, searching everywhere for a way to save your sister.

Finally, before your sister’s life comes to an end, you find a description related to your sister’s illness in an ancient book from overseas.

Heaven’s Calamity.

The ancient book records that having a Spiritual Root is necessary for cultivation, a well-known fact in the Cultivation World, but among the countless mortals, there are always one or two special ones who can absorb spiritual energy without a Spiritual Root.

But the Spiritual Root is the foundation of cultivation, without the assistance of a Spiritual Root, a mortal’s body is harmed after absorbing a large amount of spiritual energy.

Therefore, this situation is called Heaven’s Calamity, meaning a calamity sent by heaven.

Your sister Xu Moli is exactly in this situation.

The Heavenly Sword Sect is rich in spiritual energy, causing her Heaven’s Calamity to arrive early. Upon learning this, your heart is stunned for a long time.