Chapter 93: Please Stop Fighting

“Perhaps, this is a unique kind of reincarnation, a power exclusive to Elder Brother.”

“Blooming the same flower in different worlds, whether it’s you or me, we know the same person.”

Xu Moli made her final conclusion.

Her tone was complex.

For her, this was good news, meaning Elder Brother completely remembered her.

But looking at the witch across from her, the witch she personally sent to Elder Brother’s side, Xu Moli couldn’t feel happy.

She was the one who came first…

She was the first…

If only she had been more decisive…

Xu Moli suddenly fell silent.

There was guilt for past events and unease about the current situation.

She wasn’t sure if she should stick to the original plan, waiting until her true form descended to reunite with Elder Brother.

Hesitating repeatedly.

Indecisive in her hesitation.

Finally, Xu Moli’s figure slowly dissipated before Cressa, her consciousness returning to her true form, sinking into deep contemplation.

Cressa’s sudden appearance successfully disrupted the Female Immortal’s original plan.

“A strange person…”

“But indeed a kind one.”

Standing in the universe for a long time.

The witch gave such an evaluation.

She was an emotionally detached witch, a shadow that couldn’t survive without the sun, unable to understand or agree with Xu Moli’s attitude of caring yet hesitating to meet.

Now.

The mentor’s troubles were resolved, and the witch decided to continue staying by his side.

“Buzz—” The space trembled.

Cressa, holding her magic staff, took a step forward, the surrounding space shifting, and when it stabilized again, she had returned from the vast universe to Xu Xi’s room.

On the bed, Xu Xi was protected within a magic barrier, sleeping soundly.

The witch gazed at that face for a long time.

As if remembering, as if reminiscing.

Until the sun showed signs of rising in the east, she took the small wooden chair and calmly disappeared into the ripples of space, returning to the room Xu Xi had chosen for her.

The witch didn’t want to leave a bad impression on Xu Xi.

Didn’t want Xu Xi to see her sneaking into the room despite being told not to.

“May you be well, Mentor…”

A faint, ethereal farewell echoed and dissipated in the air.

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Dreams are silent, like a soundless abyss.

Dreams are magnificent, filled with colorful fantasies.

Lying on the soft bed, Xu Xi’s consciousness quickly sank, layer by layer in a blurry state, until it fell into a hazy, illusory dream world.

Pale, boundless, like a large, tilted white cloud.

Is this really a dream?

Xu Xi hesitated, feeling his consciousness was very clear, more like his Nascent Soul leaving his body, meditating and communicating with the world.

“What is this…”

Just as Xu Xi was puzzled.

The vast, blank world, like a starry sea, quietly filled with color.

A colorful and mysterious dream, reflecting the truth of the heart, showing a figure Xu Xi was all too familiar with.

Heavy snow falling.

Bone-chilling cold.

It was winter in Blackstone City.

The pure white snowflakes were incredibly beautiful in the mouths of the rich, but when they landed on the shoulders of the poor, even a light touch became a heavy burden.

“Elder Brother, why aren’t you back yet…”

A small figure curled up at the door of a wooden house.

Two small hands covered her mouth, constantly breathing warmth into them, occasionally looking towards the end of the road, as if waiting for something.

Even though her nose was numb from the cold.

Xu Xi was stunned: “Mo Li?”

He instinctively reached out, wanting to brush the snowflakes off the petite figure.

But this action.

Caused the dream to change.

With the wave of his hand, the five-year-old girl quickly grew up, transforming into a sickly thirteen or fourteen-year-old, lying alone on the bed in the Cultivation Cave.

Her eyes lifeless, as if all hope was lost.

“I’m sorry, Elder Brother…”

“It’s Mo Li who’s dragging you down…”

The scene before him.

Seemed to be content from the Simulation World, from Xu Moli’s perspective, unknown to Xu Xi.

At that time, Xu Xi was still searching for medicine outside, while the sickly girl woke up alone in the cave, facing the empty, cold room and the weakness within her body, she fell into deep self-blame.

Feeling like she was a burden to Xu Xi.

“It’s okay,” Xu Xi softly responded, even though he knew this was a dream with no feedback.

Then, the dream continued to change.

Clouds and mist surged, the sky and earth transformed.

This time, it wasn’t Xu Moli’s image, but the story of the silver-haired witch walking the world alone after Xu Xi’s death.

She walked in the corners of the world, the corners of the world storing her stories.

Like a ghost.

Forgotten.

Walking alone into the unknown.

“Mentor, what should I do…”, the confused witch looked up at the sky, the sun was scorching, but not the witch’s sun.

She was lost, not knowing where to go.

In Xu Xi’s silence, the dream’s Cressa began to try, reliving the memories she shared with Xu Xi.

She once dominated the world’s dragon species, cultivating a bunch of colorful Dragon Blood Grass.

She once traveled alone across the sea, watching the illusory rainbow fall, yet unable to touch it.

She once briefly settled in a small town, in a house with only herself, filled with Xu Xi’s belongings, creating the illusion that Xu Xi was still alive.

And tried to do things that might earn Xu Xi’s praise.

“Mentor, look.”

“I can use chopsticks well now…”

“Not like before, dropping them carelessly…”

On the quiet dining table.

The witch’s fingers were no longer clumsy, skillfully using chopsticks to pick up a piece of magical beast meat, placing it in the bowl across from her, where no one sat.

The sunlight carelessly poured down.

But brought no warmth to the witch.

She could only deceive herself, constantly numbing herself, providing the motivation to keep moving forward.

“Mo Li, Cressa…”

The dream projected the past.

In the real world, Xu Xi had already reunited with the witch, confident in his sister’s safety.

But facing such scenes, his heart was still touched.

The simulation was real.

The experiences existed.

The stories between people created unique emotions.

These were unforgettable.

However, just as Xu Xi was feeling sentimental, the dream’s images surged again, showing both Xu Moli and Cressa.

Not from their younger years, nor from the simulation.

But completely.

The strong postures after two simulations ended.

“Huh?” Xu Xi was stunned, seeing his sister and student in the image engage in a fierce battle, exploding stars, collapsing space.

Fighting more and more fiercely, with a tendency to destroy the entire universe.

“Stop fighting, you two, stop fighting!”

Xu Xi in the dream wanted to stop them.

But the battle’s waves were too violent, directly engulfing him.

The image shattered.

Dizziness struck.

In the slightly glaring morning sunlight, Xu Xi opened his eyes, looking slightly tired:

“Was it really a dream?”

“But with my current level, I shouldn’t be having such strange dreams, could it be some kind of omen?”

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