Chapter 96: The Red Dragon Trembles, Not Daring to Speak

The first simulation lasted 19 years, during which Xu Xi and Xu Moli spent 18 years together.

The second simulation lasted 79 years, with Xu Xi and Cressa spending 73 years together.

From a purely temporal perspective,

the shared life experiences between Xu Xi and the Witch in the second simulation far surpassed those with his sister.

If we exclude the time Mo Li was forced to lie in bed unconscious due to Heaven’s Calamity,

the time the siblings spent together becomes even less.

So,

can we conclude that

the emotional bond with his sister is far weaker than that with the Witch?

Xu Xi believes that’s not the case.

Emotions are not all the same; some shine through long companionship, while others are highlighted by fleeting moments.

In Xu Xi’s heart, there has always been a place for Mo Li, the sister he watched grow up.

She was a foolish child.

Shivering from the cold, yet she insisted on waiting at the door for Xu Xi’s return.

Still young, she struggled to hold an oil-paper umbrella to shield Xu Xi from the rain.

On the brink of death, she worried her illness would burden Xu Xi’s future.

Foolish? Very.

Silly? Very.

How many such foolish, silly people are there in the world?

Xu Xi thinks there must be more than one, but the only one truly connected to him, warming each other in the Cultivation World, is Xu Moli.

Cressa has her own unique memories.

Similarly, Xu Moli has memories unique to her.

Those memories.

Those experiences.

Together, they build a unique, precious, and beautiful emotion.

“……”

The sound of birds chirping comes from outside the window, their plump wings flapping as they dart through the gaps of autumn leaves, seeking the warmth of new sprouts.

Sunlight streams into the study, slanting through the double wooden windows at a peculiar angle.

It falls on Xu Xi’s face as he slowly closes his eyes.

It falls on the crystal-clear, blood-red eternal tear.

“Is Mo Li blaming me for going too far back then, that’s why she won’t see me?” The sigh echoes in the quiet study.

Long ago, Xu Xi had a faint suspicion that his sister might be nearby.

But after several attempts, he received no response.

And now,

he is finally certain that the clumsy, tear-prone sister is indeed nearby, just unwilling to come out and meet him.

Is it blame? Is it anger?

Xu Xi doesn’t understand girls’ thoughts, but he knows he must do something.

The misunderstandings formed in the simulations, the hurtful words said to the girl, now, as her elder brother, Xu Xi should give some response to that foolish girl.

But,

what exactly should he do to see again the familiar figure deliberately hiding?

Xu Xi quietly gazes out the window, his thoughts swirling with the dancing leaves, pondering in the wind.

After a long while,

the study door is pushed open by Cressa.

“Mentor, please have some tea,” the Witch brings afternoon tea, the porcelain cup smooth and white, the liquid scalding, presenting a familiar light green.

“Thank you, Cressa,” Xu Xi instinctively takes it and sips, the long-missed bitterness quickly assaulting his taste buds.

It’s the taste of Spirit-Clearing Herb magic drink.

“…So bitter,” Xu Xi feels his tongue slightly numb.

Thanks to the Spirit-Clearing Herb’s refreshing effect, his spiritual energy becomes slightly more active, and his thinking speed is a bit faster than usual.

But the question is,

does Xu Xi, the Saint Magister, really need this little boost?

“Cressa.”

“Is there a problem, Mentor?”

“Please don’t use Spirit-Clearing Herb for afternoon tea anymore…”

“Yes, I understand, please rest assured.”

Cressa, wearing a fluffy black and white long dress, holds the cup tray with her hands, seriously listening to Xu Xi’s opinion.

Those beautiful eyes remain empty and lifeless.

Still only reflecting Xu Xi’s figure.

Very quiet.

Very pure.

Unchanging with time, unfazed by experiences. Perfectly syncing with the Witch’s soul.

……..

Autumn in Yanshan City is cold and lonely.

But perhaps with the addition of the Witch, the courtyard instead seems full of life.

Under the sunlight,

the Dragon Blood Grass emits a faint fluorescence, growing vigorously against the season, its swaying figure a refreshing sight.

Jiao Dragon Blood Grass, Red Dragon Blood Grass.

These two completely different Dragon Blood Grasses, under Cressa’s care, show entirely different magnificence.

The former has a faint sea scent, possessing the miraculous effect of bestowing dragon blood; snakes and fish that consume it can transform into the lowest level of demon cultivators, thus having a slim chance to purify their bloodline and ascend to true dragons.

The latter is crimson and scalding; beasts that consume it transform into dragonkin, while humans gain Fire Elemental Perception, becoming excellent seeds for Fire Magic.

Due to their exuberant growth,

the harvest is plentiful.

Xu Xi even sold a batch of Dragon Blood Grass.

Of course, new Dragon Blood Grass planting requires new dragon blood nourishment.

When the Red Dragon tremblingly flew to Yanshan City and saw the Witch’s figure, it immediately knelt down at light speed.

Claiming that as long as it wasn’t killed, any amount of blood could be taken.

The Witch calmly accepted the Red Dragon’s request, feeling that Xu Xi’s teachings were quite useful; dragons are indeed very docile, even willing to offer their blood.

The Red Dragon shivered, not daring to argue.

……..

The daily life of the courtyard, the household chores, and the planting of Dragon Blood Grass are all taken care of by Cressa.

But Xu Xi’s life rhythm hasn’t become any easier.

After obtaining the necklace transformed from the Supreme Crown,

Xu Xi hardly stops.

He spends all day secluded in the courtyard’s training room, exploring the use of Spatial Magic and Temporal Magic. Through his hard work, he has mastered several basic applications of Spatial Magic.

Short-distance combat spatial teleportation, long-distance spatial teleportation.

Spatial Slash for attacking enemies, Spatial Barrier for defending against enemies.

“The offensive and defensive applications are just the icing on the cake; I don’t lack these methods.”

“What’s truly crucial is the use of teleportation and transportation.”

“With the help of Spatial Magic, I won’t need to fly slowly next time I need to travel far.”

“As for Temporal Magic, it’s indeed difficult, hard to master in a short time; perhaps only when I become a god can I truly wield the power of time.”

Nearly two months later, at dawn,

Xu Xi slowly rises, ending his training state.

After two months of hard training, besides mastering Spatial Magic, he has also advanced to the Spirit Transformation stage, an unexpected small gain.

The sky at that time was slightly dark, as if a thunder tribulation was about to descend, but it was shattered by a glance from the Witch, quickly restoring the clear sky.

As if fleeing.

Tap—

Tap—

Xu Xi walks out of the training room, returns to his room, and looking at the display cabinet and the sugar jar back in its first place, he sighs lightly.

“That child Mo Li, still won’t appear…”