Chapter 104: Finally No Longer a Little Girl Growing Up

“Brother Xu, you went to kill monsters again, huh?”

“Yeah, A Niu, how have you been lately?”

“Hehe, I’m still the same, going wherever there’s work to be done.”

Returning to Qingniu Town.

A loud cry tore through the dark red evening clouds.

This sunset was not beautiful.

The sky was gloomy, as if a ghostly realm was spreading, the residual heat of the sun unable to penetrate the layers of darkness, leaving only a blurry red.

On the way home, Xu Xi received warm greetings from many people.

Even some elderly women used Xu Xi as a topic of conversation.

“Ah Xi is a good kid, he can earn money and knows martial arts, but he’s too honest, easily taken advantage of. He needs to find a hardworking wife.”

“Hey, the butcher in the next town has a daughter, maybe we can set her up with Ah Xi?”

“Are you senile? The next town has been gone for a while now!”

“Ah, right, how could I forget? The next town was eaten by monsters last year.”

A martial artist’s physical abilities are reflected in many ways.

Including hearing.

Xu Xi gradually walked away, but his ears caught every word of the people’s discussions behind him.

Troubled? Not really.

Embarrassed? Even less so.

Listening to the old folks’ chatter, Xu Xi felt more pity than anything else.

His steps paused, and he looked up at the sky.

Xu Xi’s eyes calmly watched as the dome lost its last bit of red, turning completely into thick ink, deeply and lightly rendering a suffocating picture.

It was a pressure of life and death, a numb and helpless struggle.

[Since the first year of transmigration, Qingniu Town began to rebuild]

[But you realized that the rebuilding of Qingniu Town never ends, it always continues]

[Because every year in spring and winter, large-scale demon tides erupt, powerful demons and monsters surge out of the Ten Thousand Mountains, fiercely attacking border human settlements like Qingniu Town]

[The celestial dog devours the sun, the fox spirit consumes essence, the corpse demon rots, the evil tiger acts as a ghost]

[Facing those powerful and terrifying demons and monsters, even martial artists with abundant Qi and blood find it hard to resist, only those at the Innate level or above can fight]

[Naturally, small towns like Qingniu Town have neither Innate martial artists nor the aid of the Great Qian army]

[Thus, every year you witness Qingniu Town cycling between ruins and rebuilding]

[With your personal experience, you refute the historical records in books, they are wrong, they are false embellishments, the establishment and expansion of the Great Qian did not bring safety to all]

[The people of Qingniu Town, all the towns bordering the Ten Thousand Mountains in the Great Qian, live in constant fear]

“Such a heavy atmosphere…”

“It seems this is no longer a little girl raising simulator.”

“Though it still has nothing to do with a beautiful life.”

[The danger level of the martial arts world far exceeds your imagination, while remaining vigilant, you persistently train your body’s Qi and blood]

[Your cultivation speed has slowed, but you persist, improving a little every day]

[Your martial arts skills are still immature, but you persist, becoming a bit more proficient every day]

[You tirelessly throw punches day and night]

[You stand firm in both winter and summer]

[Your flowing sweat witnesses your efforts, your strong muscles interpret your will, both your body and realm are persistently growing]

[Simulation year five, you are 20, Qingniu Town faces another demon tide, you survive]

[Simulation year six, you are 21, some familiar faces in Qingniu Town seem to have disappeared, you still survive]

[Simulation year seven, you are 22, you become a renowned martial artist in the area, even without deliberately collecting, people voluntarily offer gold, silver, and medicinal herbs, but you are still stuck at the Marrow Transformation realm, seemingly lacking something]

Spring goes and autumn comes, flowers bloom and fall.

Xu Xi’s simulation has passed more than six years.

Now it’s the seventh year.

The progress in martial arts realm isn’t smooth, Xu Xi has been stuck at the Marrow Transformation realm for three years, but he remains calm, sensing that the Blood Replacement realm is within reach.

If he can break through that bottleneck, Xu Xi is confident he can swiftly advance to become an Innate martial artist.

“This simulation has no lifespan limit, and Qi and Blood Martial Arts are good for prolonging life, no rush, no rush, plenty of time for me to persist.”

Returning from another real battle.

Xu Xi walks on the street, sensing the flow of Qi and blood in his body, pondering his next steps in cultivation.

“A martial artist, brave and advancing.”

“Perhaps, this time I should really take the brute force route, fight heaven, fight earth, fight everything?”

Xu Xi ponders, quickening his steps home.

He plans to cultivate more, both to trigger the Perseverance trait and to examine himself, seeking the reason for his prolonged inability to break through to the Blood Replacement realm.

“Creak—”

Pushing open the heavy reddish-brown wooden door.

Xu Xi enters his home in Qingniu Town.

Underfoot is a path paved with square stone bricks, on both sides are walls built of blue bricks, willow trees droop around, casting shadows that sway with the wind.

No so-called paintings, antiques, or exquisite carvings.

Xu Xi’s residence is extremely simple.

Everything is aimed at cultivation, freeing up as much space as possible for Xu Xi to train his martial arts and refine his Qi and blood even at home.

Bypassing the training steel stone as tall as two people, Xu Xi heads straight to the inner room, preparing to empty his mind and cultivate Qi and Blood Martial Arts.

Yes.

That’s how it should be.

“Huh?”

Seems to have seen something strange.

A brief flash of confusion crosses Xu Xi’s face, then he becomes silent.

He silently closes the door, takes a deep breath, exhales slowly, and opens the inner room’s door again.

Not an illusion.

It hasn’t disappeared.

A girl, drenched in blood, seemingly severely injured, lies quietly unconscious in Xu Xi’s room.

“Did she fall from the sky?”, Xu Xi slightly looks up, seeing the roof with a huge hole, broken tiles swaying in the wind, beams dropping wood chips, clearly revealing the sky outside.

Xu Xi’s judgment isn’t wrong, this time it’s indeed not a little girl raising simulator.

Because the girl who fell into his house is already a grown-up young lady.

About sixteen or seventeen.

“A martial artist from nearby towns?”

“No, these clothes don’t look like ordinary people’s, more like from a wealthy county in the heart of the Great Qian, either rich or noble.”

“Was she attacked by demons and monsters, severely injured?”

“Or was she ambushed by someone?”

Red and white martial robes, with a finely crafted and sturdy light armor on the outside.

Beautiful, but not weak.

Delicate, but not fragile.

The fiery figure isn’t simply stained with blood, but her attire is full of a heroic and free spirit like flames.

Plus, the long spear rolling beside her further highlights her identity.

Gilded and sharp.

The handle gleams darkly.

“Interesting, she’s actually at the Blood Replacement realm, things are starting to get interesting.”