Chapter 171: Outing with the Witch

Xu Xi’s current cultivation level is a bit… delicate.

Immortal Cultivation.

Magic.

Martial Path.

All three are advancing simultaneously, combining their strengths into one.

Add to that the Eternal Teardrop and the Supreme Crown’s blessings.

Xu Xi’s cultivation speed is, frankly, ridiculously fast. His Spirit Transformation realm is already showing signs of loosening, and as a Saint Magister, there are hints of the Divine Flame igniting.

The situation with the Human Immortal’s Internal World is a bit more complicated.

Without a dedicated cheat, his cultivation speed isn’t exactly blazing.

But the knowledge of Immortal Cultivation and Magic complement each other, so progress is steady.

“An Immortal Cultivator transcends tribulations to achieve immortality.”

“A Mage condenses divinity to ascend to godhood.”

“A Martial Artist perfects their Internal World to become indestructible.”

“Right now, I’m good at everything… and yet, not really.”

“My Immortal Cultivation is still a bit short of ascension, my Martial Path’s Internal World isn’t fully developed. Looking at it this way, Magic will probably break through first, then pull the other two along.”

Xu Xi steps out of his study.

As he walks, he feels the three completely different supernatural systems within him.

He can’t help but marvel at the wonders of the Simulator.

And the sweetness of living off others.

If it weren’t for the Simulator, and the “soft life” provided by his sister and the Witch, there’s no way Xu Xi would have this level of strength today.

“What should I buy…”

“This is a bit tricky…”

Xu Xi wants to prepare New Year’s gifts for his sister and the Witch.

At the same time, he also wants to prepare something for the Princess who hasn’t arrived yet.

And for his Master in the Capital City, and the simple-minded A Niu.

The first New Year’s Eve in the real world is quite meaningful, and Xu Xi wants to make it as perfect as possible.

“Tough.”

The empty branches in the courtyard creak.

The grass rustles and flutters.

In the wind, the cold desolation of winter is perfectly highlighted.

After leaving his study, Xu Xi arrives at the courtyard filled with Dragon Blood Grass, planning to pass through here and leave through the main gate.

But there’s someone else in the courtyard.

When Xu Xi arrives, she’s calmly trimming the Dragon Blood Grass.

Her silver-gray hair flows like a waterfall, a signature trait of the Witch, and her calm demeanor is uniquely hers.

“Mentor?”

Seeing Xu Xi’s arrival.

Cressa blinks her eyes dazedly.

“Are you going out?”

Her voice is emotionless, without any fluctuation, as plain as water, yet carrying the tranquility of a breeze brushing through treetops.

On this winter afternoon, the Witch slowly stands up.

And asks Xu Xi.

“Yeah, I’m planning to go out and buy some things for the New Year,” Xu Xi doesn’t hide it, telling Cressa his plans.

“Cressa.”

Xu Xi glances at the empty courtyard, then at the expressionless Witch who’s been tending to the Dragon Blood Grass.

He extends an invitation: “Do you want to come with me?”

The Witch doesn’t get tired.

The Eternal Supreme has transcended everything.

She willingly takes care of everything in the courtyard for Xu Xi.

But.

Seeing the Witch standing in the empty courtyard, Xu Xi feels that this isn’t good. The Witch needs something different from her usual routine.

Like, seeing the outside world.

“…Okay.”

Cressa agrees.

Her skirt sways in the wind, her coat flapping noisily.

The Witch has no interest in going out; her “little world” is just this courtyard.

But.

This world is precious because of the “Sun.” When the “Sun” leaves, the Witch only needs to follow the light like a shadow.

“Let’s go, Cressa.”

Xu Xi gently takes the Witch’s hand.

The empty courtyard is bathed in sunlight, with the cold wind howling fiercely.

The Witch looks too wooden.

Her expressionless face often makes Xu Xi feel that if he lets go of her hand, she’ll be at a loss.

So, after a long time.

Xu Xi holds Cressa’s hand and leads her into the outside world.

On the street, light snow falls from the sky, pure and white, soft as if it’s not there.

It’s a silent, beautiful scene.

As pedestrians pass by, snowflakes unknowingly pile up on their shoulders, and when they notice, a light pat can shake off a heap.

“It’s so cold.”

“Yeah, but the snow this year is really beautiful.”

People discuss the winter chill.

Excited, preparing for the upcoming New Year.

The noisy voices make the harsh winter less dreary, even giving it a bit of a summer vibe.

“Cressa, is there anything you want to buy?”

Xu Xi walks down the street.

Looking at the obedient Witch beside him.

“No,” her delicate face slightly shakes, expressing her will to Xu Xi, “You decide.”

The Witch’s will is to listen to Xu Xi.

As an “object.”

This is her only thought.

Her own preferences? Her own interests? Things she wants to do?

They’re not nonexistent, but for the Witch, the end result is always the same. She only wants to follow Xu Xi’s commands.

“Then let’s go to the supermarket first,” Xu Xi says, gently rubbing the Witch’s head.

Sometimes.

Xu Xi thinks like this.

He successfully restored the Witch’s emotions, but are these emotions a bit… off?

“For the New Year, we should have a feast, let’s get some meat.”

“And some snacks, some candies.”

“Finally, some festive decorations.”

Xu Xi leads the Witch into a supermarket in Yanshan City, and after some shopping, the Spatial Ring is half full.

The Witch is very obedient.

Like a doll.

Her black, gold, and red mixed eyes.

Always watching Xu Xi, and when he needs something, she hands it over at the right time.

The Sapphire Necklace on her chest refracts a hazy light under the supermarket’s lights, a reflection of light, and also the Witch’s unexpressed heart.

After some time.

Xu Xi finishes the simple shopping for New Year’s necessities.

Next, what’s missing are the New Year’s gifts.