Chapter 12: The Last Day of Simulation

“This body only has one year of life left.”

“Let the simulation naturally come to an end.”

Xu Xi said.

Struggling with stiff legs, he headed back home.

[Learning that your sister is doing well, your mood is quite relaxed, but you still can’t let her go, deciding to silently watch over her growth in the limited time you have left]

[Your body is in bad shape; to create an External Spiritual Root, you burned everything you had]

[Your life is beginning to count down]

[For many, life is extremely limited and scarce, and as it approaches its end, they can’t help but feel fear and dread]

[But you’re different; you clearly know that death is just your return]

[More than the decreasing lifespan, what troubles you more is the increasing pain from your worsening body and the many inconveniences in daily life]

[In the first month of the last year, you woke up one morning to find your left leg completely numb, unable to walk no matter how you tried to stimulate it]

[Finding joy in hardship, you think having one leg left is still better than the real world]

[You take out the wooden sword given by your master Li Wanshou and use it as a crutch, becoming a strange cripple in others’ eyes, making walking particularly inconvenient]

[You don’t mind, thinking of the legendary Iron Crutch Li, one of the Eight Immortals, and now Crutch Sword Immortal Xu Xi, you can’t help but laugh]

[In the third month of the last year, you realize you laughed too soon]

[In a heavy rainstorm, while steadily heading home, you suddenly lose sensation in half your body, and before you can react, you fall into a muddy puddle]

[The puddle is small, easily crossed by an adult or even a child, but for someone half-paralyzed, it’s like an insurmountable abyss]

[Struggling, propping up with one hand, slipping again]

[You repeat this process, soaking your clothes, before barely managing to stand up again, deciding never to laugh again because the pain makes it impossible]

[In the fifth month of the last year, you rarely go out, coughing more frequently, each time with a lot of black blood, causing people nearby to shake their heads in pity]

[In the eighth month of the last year, your body worsens; you can’t taste food, your vision blurs, and except for your clear consciousness, you’re worse off than an old woman]

[Wandering thugs, seeing your weakness, try to rob you at night]

[You wield the wooden sword, even blind, deaf, and crippled, easily killing them and hanging them at the door to deter others with ill intentions]

[Time flows on, and by the last month, your life is like a candle in the wind]

[During the transition from autumn to winter, you spend three hours in excruciating pain, barely moving to the threshold to bask in the sun]

[An unexpected figure appears before you]

[It’s your master, Nascent Soul cultivator Li Wanshou]

“…”, the old man looks at his long-unseen beloved disciple, silent, his eyes filled with regret and fleeting sorrow.

Finally.

Li Wanshou asks, “Do you regret it?”

Xu Xi shakes his head, as always, “No regrets.”

Li Wanshou then asks, “How do you feel?”

Xu Xi honestly replies, “Pain.”

The Nascent Soul old man laughs, amused by Xu Xi, and casts several spells, knowing it’s futile, to treat Xu Xi’s body.

Then, master and disciple sit on the threshold chatting.

Both know this is their final conversation, the atmosphere heavy with silent sorrow, the old man speaks of Xu Moli’s progress, Xu Xi of his life in Blackstone City.

Li Wanshou: “Moli is preparing to break through to the Golden Core stage.”

Xu Xi: “So fast, I remember her breaking through to Foundation Establishment less than a year ago?”

Li Wanshou nods: “Her talent is even more astonishing than we thought, perhaps she really can ascend to the Immortal Realm in time.”

Xu Xi smiles, the pain making his smile ugly: “That’s great.”

As the sun sets.

The old man leaves on his sword, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

Xu Xi barely moves, leaning against the right side of the door frame, watching the beautiful sunset.

At this moment.

His life is like this setting sun.

Rapidly approaching its end.

But there’s nothing left to linger for; knowing his sister’s recent situation from Li Wanshou in his final moments, Xu Xi is quite satisfied.

Thus, he can peacefully end this simulation and return to the real world.

[Three days before the end of life]

[You’ve almost lost the ability to move, lying paralyzed on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, unable to cook, but luckily your spirit connects to the storage bag, allowing you to take out pills to stave off hunger]

[You don’t want to die of starvation]

[Two days before the end of life]

[You cough violently, not just blood but some unrecognizable body tissues, realizing you’re about to die]

[The last day of life]

[You lie quietly in bed, recalling everything from the first year of transmigration to now, all the adventures with your sister in the Cultivation World]

[You regret not being able to explore the myriad wonders of the Cultivation World or witness the splendor of the Immortal Realm]

[You have no regrets, thinking it’s a great deal to trade your life for your sister Xu Moli’s survival]

[You close your eyes]

[Feeling the weakness of spirit and soul]

[Waiting for death to come]

[But unexpectedly, on this final day, an intense battle suddenly erupts in the sky above Blackstone City, the city collapses, and many mortals are killed]

[The roof of your wooden house is also damaged, allowing you to see the many cultivators fighting in the sky through the broken roof]

“Boom! Boom!”

Various spells bombard the sky, occasionally a flying sword breaks, or a spirit beast is cut in half.

Righteous.

Demonic.

Sect cultivators.

Many rogue cultivators.

An incomprehensible, unbelievable scene unfolds before Xu Xi.

“Is this… the start of the Righteous vs. Demonic War?”, Xu Xi wonders, never expecting to witness such a spectacular scene in his final moments.

Back at the Heavenly Sword Sect, he felt the friction between the righteous and demonic paths was growing.

Never thought it would escalate into war.

Suddenly.

Xu Xi thinks of Moli, who’s preparing to break through to the Golden Core stage.

If it’s really the Righteous vs. Demonic War, then Moli, a righteous prodigy with the demeanor of an immortal, would surely be the primary target of demonic cultivators.

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