The new year has arrived.
The melting snow, cold and pervasive, is the last struggle of winter.
As the saying goes, a new year brings new changes. On the first day of the new year, people often greet the fresh future with a better spirit.
But when Xu Xi woke up, he felt mentally fatigued and physically stiff.
A heavy pressure lingered in his chest, as if something had been pressing on it for a while.
On his forehead, there was a faint residual warmth, as if something had gently pressed against it.
“Is it Mo Li?”
Xu Xi guessed.
Lost in thought.
His sister’s personality has always been like this, and Xu Xi is used to it, not particularly annoyed.
“But I still need to teach her a lesson, otherwise every time I wake up, my body feels weirdly numb,” Xu Xi shook his head, getting out of bed while recalling the strange dream he had last night.
It was a very strange, chaotic, and nonsensical dream.
A pure expanse of red and white.
Colors lost their meaning.
Sometimes the white light dominated everything, sometimes the crimson obliterated all.
In between, tiny stars flickered, small yet carrying a heavy texture, floating and swirling amidst the entanglement of red and white.
“What a bizarre dream…”
Xu Xi walked to the window and sat down.
The rising sun cast soft and warm rays, filtering through the glass window, slanting onto Xu Xi’s face.
Xu Xi pondered in silence, his brow slightly furrowed.
The last time he had such a surreal dream was in autumn, about his sister fighting a witch.
This dream was even more abstract.
It turned into two beams of light.
“I have no idea what it means,” Xu Xi finally gave up on thinking.
A person will have countless dreams in their lifetime, and if one had to analyze each one, it would be too troublesome.
“Crack—”
After washing up, Xu Xi opened the door and headed to the kitchen.
Cressa was already waiting there, standing at the corner of the corridor, posture upright, wearing a long dress, her upper body hidden in the shadow, expression indifferent.
“Good morning, Mentor.”
The witch greeted without any inflection.
“Good morning, Cressa.”
Xu Xi walked forward, responding to the witch while greeting others.
There was his sister who had returned from the Boundary Ruins, and the princess who had come back from the outskirts.
Xu Xi ate the breakfast prepared by the witch.
As he had thought earlier, he gently criticized Xu Moli, teaching her not to sneak attack at night.
Xu Moli’s expression was a mix of embarrassment and confusion.
Wu Yingxue’s expression was as if she had discovered a new continent.
Cressa’s expression remained as calm as ever.
“Mentor, would you like an egg?” she blinked, looking at Xu Xi’s empty plate.
“…No need, you should sit down and eat too.”
Xu Xi lightly pressed his hand, signaling Cressa to sit down and eat breakfast. Faintly, he heard sounds coming from his room.
It was the sound of items being rearranged.
Crisp, subtle, equally matched.
Thus.
The first day of the new year began with a subtly tense breakfast, accompanied by the rustling sounds from the display cabinet, leading time towards a brighter tomorrow.
When Xu Xi finished breakfast and returned to his room.
The order of the items in the display cabinet was:
Magic Staff, Paper Flower, Sugar Jar.
Xu Xi couldn’t help but want to laugh, but considering the “Sugar Jar’s” feelings, he restrained himself well.
…
Time flowed like fine sand, quietly passing, silently filling, leaving deep traces unnoticed.
Wu Yingxue’s arrival didn’t bring any changes to the courtyard.
She was very active, someone who couldn’t stay idle.
Often shuttling between the courtyard and the outskirts of Yanshan City.
Or, when extremely bored, popping Boundary Ruins for fun.
When tired, the princess would pester Xu Xi to cook her something delicious.
Occasionally, Xu Moli would find the princess’s behavior intolerable and draw her sword to “spar,” but more often, Mo Li focused on the Boundary Ruins and accompanying Xu Xi.
The witch was special.
She was neither active nor opinionated.
She simply silently guarded the courtyard, taking care of the increasingly lush Dragon Blood Grass for Xu Xi, and managing everything in the courtyard while Xu Xi cultivated.
Including bleeding the Red Dragon, receiving Qingniu Town residents who came with gifts, and creating an element-rich cultivation environment for Xu Xi.
Reliable.
Satisfactory.
The witch never disappointed Xu Xi.
In the blink of an eye, time suddenly leaped to summer.
Sunlight danced with green leaves, heatwaves mixed with the sound of wind, dappled light and shadow fell from above, igniting the unique passion of summer.
Through his own hard work and three supreme-level soft meals.
After months of arduous cultivation, Xu Xi once again stepped out of the training room, his eyes shining, a sign of his spiritual energy manifesting.
“Saint Domain limit…”
“Finally, I’ve achieved it.”
Xu Xi’s face was filled with emotion as he walked on the slightly hot floor paved with golden light.
As early as the end of the second simulation.
He had inherited the realm cultivation of the Saint Magister.
But, the gap between the Saint Domain and the deities was like the chasm between heaven and earth, difficult to break through and surpass.
Fortunately, Xu Xi’s situation was special.
The Saint Domain realm inherited at the end of the simulation was already at the peak of mortals, and with Cressa updating the soft meals, Xu Xi found it easier to comprehend the laws.
The combination of the two, multiplied by serendipity, allowed Xu Xi to glimpse the dawn of godhood in less than a year.
“It’s almost there.”
“I can sense that I’m just a shallow step away from igniting the Divine Flame.”
“Whenever I wish, I can cross it and begin the ascension ceremony.”
The sunlight was dazzling, the summer heat intense.
The noisy cicada songs echoed incessantly in his ears.
Xu Xi stepped forward, passing through the corridor of intertwined light and shadow, heading towards the courtyard, his face filled with caution and contemplation.
“In the Supreme Crown, there is the authority Cressa bestowed upon me.”
“It can ignore all restrictions, achieving true godhood with a hundred percent certainty.”
“However, being cautious is never wrong.”
“Before the ascension ceremony, I’ll rest first, gather my strength, and then ignite the Divine Flame in one go.”
Thinking this.
A smile appeared on Xu Xi’s face.
Anticipation, excitement, exhilaration… various emotions flashed quickly.
Becoming an immortal or a deity is what countless supernatural beings dream of, and now, Xu Xi is about to achieve one of them.
It is precisely because he is about to ascend to godhood.
That Xu Xi has not conducted the next simulation for a long time.
Compared to the unknown gains of a new simulation, Xu Xi looks forward more to ascending to godhood, thereby advancing both immortal cultivation and martial arts, achieving a triple bloom of essence, energy, and spirit.
“My life has been like walking on thin ice, cultivation is not easy.”
Xu Xi sighed leisurely.
He strolled, and after a while, reached a shady corner of the courtyard.
The reclining chair swayed in the wind, above was a green canopy woven from vines, perfectly shielding the fierce sun, squeezing out a cool spot in the courtyard.
Xu Xi sat down on the reclining chair, closed his eyes, and slowly lay back.
The summer heat was intense.
Heatwaves brushed past.
The rustling of tree branches.
Xu Xi enjoyed this tranquility, emptying his mind, listening to the sounds of nature.
But as he listened, he also heard external sounds, passersby discussing the hottest supernatural topics.
“Immortal cultivation is the strongest!”
“Clearly, it’s magic, the noble mages, understand!”
“Stop, stop, stop, martial arts are the strongest!”
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