Chapter 71: The Power of Love Is Not Unlimited

【You have completed a full simulation】

【Your life was like a dazzling meteor, brief but leaving a bright enough trace】

【You were a Saint Magister proficient in multiple elements, with unparalleled mastery in elemental magic, a true Elemental Master】

【You were skilled in communicating with dragons, one of the few humans revered by them】

【You had deep insights and exquisite skills in multiple fields, the most erudite mortal in the world】

【You successfully raised the Witch to adulthood, teaching her to become an independent person, and you passed away peacefully under her gaze, with no regrets】

【Simulation ended, beginning to tally the highlights】

【Calculating simulation evaluation…】

【Generating simulation rewards…】

“Back already?”

Eyes blinked.

The scene before him silently shifted from the architectural style of the magical world to the real world, Xu Xi found himself sitting on the living room sofa.

A slight buzzing in his head, but it quickly returned to normal, the vitality of a young body once again filling him.

“No wonder so many emperors in history always wanted to rejuvenate.”

“The taste of aging…”

“Really not pleasant.”

Slightly clenching his fist, feeling the surging power within, Xu Xi exhaled a turbid breath.

In the magical world, he could clearly feel his bodily functions deteriorating day by day, watching himself weaken to the point where even walking became exhausting.

That feeling.

Xu Xi really didn’t want to experience it a second time.

“I wonder how Cressa is doing after the simulation ended,” Xu Xi leaned back, his body slumping into the sofa.

Waiting for the simulator to finish its calculations.

Xu Xi was somewhat worried.

After his death, would the weak, pitiful, and helpless Witch be discovered by the gods above, thus returning to a life of helpless flight.

In the quiet house, Xu Xi’s thoughts were somewhat chaotic, eventually turning into a light sigh.

…………

Quiet.

Unbelievably quiet.

In the courtyard, inside the house, by the bedroom bed.

Everything and everyone fell into absolute silence.

No, there was still a sound, the sound of tears falling, the embodiment of despair, containing a thick sadness that crashed to the ground.

It hurts…

My heart hurts…

The Witch sat dazed and lifeless by the bed, holding the already cold, aged hand, trying to warm it with her own body heat.

But, useless, completely useless.

The once warm sun had lost its warmth.

The light that once brought salvation would never appear again.

His voice, his appearance, everything about him had dimmed, dragging the Witch into an abyss.

“Mentor, you lied to me…”

“The power of love is not infinite…”

Cressa whispered.

Hot tears continuously fell, wetting her cheeks, finally dripping onto that cold, aged hand.

She loved.

Deeply loved.

Eternally loved Xu Xi.

But, that intense love that occupied her entire being did not grant her the power to save everything, she could only watch helplessly as Xu Xi silently passed away before her.

Only the Eternal Monster remained, sitting intact.

Hands trembling.

Constantly regretting her own helplessness.

Unable to catch the flying, withering flower.

It hurts, it really hurts, so much that her entire being wailed in sorrow, hating her own weakness and insignificance.

“Mentor…”

“I will wait for you, until we meet again.”

Cressa could no longer bear the sorrow in her heart.

“Ah, ah… ah ah…”, she sobbed hoarsely, her fingers tightly covering her despairing face, as if wanting to cry out loud, but her throat was already too dry to continue.

Only crystal tears kept falling.

Forming tiny pools of light on the floor.

Gradually, accompanied by the Witch’s hoarse wails, the blank space in the middle of her black and gold eyes began to change and distort.

A strange red appeared.

The color of blood.

The color of the heart.

The color of love.

The Witch’s eyes completely transformed, presenting a phantom trio of black, red, and gold, an invisible and mysterious power surged within her, helping her break the shackles, silently, she ascended from Saint Magister to Demigod.

Elements drew near, the world became friendly, all things bowed in goodwill.

In stark contrast to the Witch was Xu Xi’s already dead, aged body.

The wind moaned.

The body turned into fine, invisible dust, gradually disintegrating before the Witch’s eyes, taking away the last thoughts, the last reliance.

The overly frail mortal body, after years of oppression by Saint-level spiritual energy, had long decayed beyond recognition.

Now.

It finally met its normal demise.

“Mentor…”, the Witch quietly watched, quietly sat, as if isolated from the entire world.

Her heart was nearly dead.

But she decided to wait, as the Eternal Monster, to wait and search, until she met Xu Xi again.

And before that…

“Mentor’s instructions,” Cressa muttered.

She remembered earlier, Xu Xi had given her many instructions, all arrangements for her.

They might be useful, they might not, but the Witch didn’t care, she just wanted to gather all those traces and keep them by her side.

The magic circle in the meditation room…

The Dragon Blood Grass in the courtyard…

The collections in the bedroom cabinet…

The materials in the study…

The Witch moved like a puppet, without extra thoughts, mechanically completing Xu Xi’s instructions one by one.

Entering the study, the first thing she saw was a large stack of manuscripts on the desk, catching her attention.

Most were magics created by Xu Xi, and some research on how to become a god.

Cressa collected and organized them, just about to leave when she keenly noticed a small corner of paper protruding from deep within the books on the study wall.

“What’s that…”

The Witch wondered, what information would Xu Xi hide so deeply.

She lightly raised her hand, invisible spiritual energy instantly pulled out the protrusion, revealing a few thin sheets of paper, floating before the Witch.

The handwriting was familiar.

Undoubtedly her mentor, Xu Xi’s own hand.

【Failed again, indeed the gods’ blockade is hard to break】

【Sigh, if only I could ignore the blockade like Cressa】

…

【Tried again this year, failed as expected】

【My body is getting older, even if I could break the blockade, I couldn’t successfully ignite the Divine Flame, had to give up】

…

【Gods, such a distant term】

【It’s impossible for me now, my body has become more sleepy recently, my time is running out, must pave the way for Cressa】

【This is the last thing I can do…】