Chapter 168: The Princess’s Competitive Spirit

Is a long-awaited reunion supposed to be particularly tense?

Wu Yingxue thought it shouldn’t be.

Time flows like water, rushing by.

Time blows like the wind, brushing past without a word.

When meeting someone important, the past becomes hazy, as if the long wait was just yesterday, leaving no room for hesitation or helplessness.

Just seeing him again would calm her restless heart.

However.

The princess didn’t want the reunion to be too casual either.

It was a precious moment.

A moment when the moonlight breaks through the dark clouds, illuminating the dim water once more, aligning the moon’s silhouette with the water’s surface, creating a harmonious glow.

“It seems like it’s almost New Year over there, isn’t it?”

Strolling through chaos.

Wandering through time and space.

A figure more mature than Xu Xi remembered.

With a flick of her wrist, she twirled her long spear, casually creating spear flowers that stirred the laws of the universe, causing the heavens to tremble and forming endless tidal waves of realms.

The New Year was approaching, the most crucial time of the year.

The princess still remembered that snowy night.

Remembered the flickering candlelight.

Remembered Xu Xi gently wiping the corner of her mouth.

“Indeed, I should still give him something,” the princess thought, her movements quickening as she pierced through several demonic realms.

The world shrank, the laws condensed, gathering bit by bit in her pale palm.

Long ago.

Xu Xi had given her a paper flower.

Now, stronger than ever, the princess wanted to prepare a special gift for Xu Xi.

That’s why she continued to wander through chaos.

Meeting him was easy, but choosing a gift for him was hard.

At the very least.

The gift couldn’t be inferior to those two auras.

The princess was fiercely competitive, and in this regard, she had never changed.

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In the real world, Yanshan City.

Xu Xi slightly raised his head, his gaze meeting the clear blue sky, but his vast spiritual energy had already enveloped everything, precisely locking onto the departing figure of the red dragon.

“Does that red dragon have some misunderstanding about me?”

Rex Sanchez’s panicked expression.

Left Xu Xi slightly puzzled.

He truly hadn’t thought of killing the red dragon.

After all, dragons in the real world were too rare, and without the red dragon, cultivating Dragon Blood Grass would become slightly more difficult.

If he let his sister and the witch handle it.

As the Eternal Supreme, omnipotent in every sense, solving the Dragon Blood Grass issue would be easy.

But that would be like cheating, losing the joy of cultivation.

Therefore.

Xu Xi had never thought of harming the red dragon, and the red dragon, understanding the gap in power, obediently donated its blood.

Today, for some reason, the red dragon was scared into fleeing.

“I’ll have to find a time to ease its worries.”

“Otherwise, the quality of the dragon’s blood might drop, affecting the growth of the Dragon Blood Grass.”

Xu Xi shook his head.

Stepping out of the courtyard.

He had already explained to Mo Li and Cressa.

Telling the two girls not to continue searching for the martial world.

Unable to rest easy about the people, Xu Xi once again used spatial magic, stepping from the courtyard entrance to the outskirts of Yanshan City.

He arrived just in time.

The timing was perfect.

The official staff were finishing up, filling large iron basins with food.

Among them was the white rice A Niu had been longing for.

And tender meat pieces the refugees had never dared to dream of.

“Everyone, eat,” Xu Xi said, his murky eyes filled with longing, saliva unconsciously pooling in his mouth, but the people hesitated, casting pleading glances at Xu Xi.

Xu Xi smiled and nodded.

Only then did the people feel at ease.

They boldly, yet with a hint of timidity, scooped bowls of meat soup and rice for themselves and their families.

The soup’s surface was dotted with oil.

The broth clear and translucent.

It looked piping hot.

White steam continuously rose, carrying precious warmth, gently brushing against the faces of those eating.

Taking a bold sip, they felt the warmth flow into their bodies, as if rejuvenating them.

The people came alive.

Drinking the delicious meat soup, drinking their own tears, faster and faster.

“Mom, eat slowly.”

A Niu carefully blew on the hot soup with a spoon, waiting until it cooled before carefully bringing it to his elderly mother’s lips.

One sip, then another.

Until his mother had eaten her fill.

Only then did A Niu pick up his own bowl, using chopsticks to scoop a small mouthful of rice, chewing it slowly.

Grinding it carefully with his teeth.

Rolling it around with his tongue.

Finally, he broke into the familiar silly grin Xu Xi knew so well: “Brother Xu, the white rice is so delicious!”

“If it’s delicious, eat more,” Xu Xi smiled, saying what he had never dared to say in the martial world.

“There’s plenty of food here, eat as much as you want.”

“Yeah!”

A Niu nodded excitedly.

He ate faster now.

Holding the bowl in his left hand and chopsticks in his right, he quickly shoveled the food into his mouth.

A Niu was brave, brave enough to eat big mouthfuls, stuffing his mouth with white rice for the first time.

So delicious.

Really, really delicious.

A Niu ate happily, staring at the rice in his bowl, then at his mother beside him, and the familiar faces of Qingniu Town.

His heart was bursting with joy.

The sweet white rice was delicious, but eating it with everyone made it even better.

A Niu was satisfied, standing up with his empty bowl, bravely serving himself another helping.

Soon.

More and more brave people followed.

Like A Niu, they tried serving themselves again, and seeing the staff didn’t stop them, they smiled and filled their bowls again, adding two pieces of meat each.

Xu Xi wasn’t hungry, so he didn’t join in.

But the smile on his face was no less than that of the people in the Army of Survival.

Like a gentle summer breeze.

Soothing, warm.

The corners of his mouth lifted, revealing his good mood.

“Boom! Boom!”

The only downside was that before people could finish eating, the sky darkened rapidly, thunder rumbling, lightning flashing.

A heavy rain suddenly poured down.

Xu Xi waved his staff, casting large-scale magic: Wind Barrier and Water Shield.

Blocking the raging storm outside.

Allowing people to eat in peace.

The torrential rain poured like a waterfall, dense curtains of water connecting heaven and earth, but upon touching the magical barrier, they were instantly deflected.

The strange sight drew gasps of amazement from A Niu and the others.

They reaffirmed their belief.

Brother Xu must be a celestial deity who commands the wind and rain.

To this, Xu Xi simply chuckled.

“This should be enough…” Xu Xi waved his staff again, summoning natural elements to form a canopy, better shielding people from the wind and rain.

The rest of the work, like arranging shelter for the people.

Would be left to the Supernatural Administration Bureau to handle.

There were many people.

Properly settling them on Earth would require careful planning, and Xu Xi decided to leave it to the professionals.

After all, he couldn’t just stuff them into his own courtyard.

“Time to go home, I’ll come see A Niu and the others tomorrow.”

Xu Xi turned around.

The rain poured down.

He was about to use spatial magic when, at the edge of his vision, he saw a familiar figure holding an umbrella, standing quietly, waiting.