Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

Chapter 207: Chapter 188: This is Your Little Junior Sister

On the seventeenth day after leaving Kongnian Mountain, Xiao Mo flew all the way back to the Wandao Sect.

Just as Xiao Mo was about to fly back to Blood Sin Peak, his expression faltered.

At the summit, a girl was meditating.

The girl wore a long black dress, her hair tied into two pigtails that draped over her shoulders.

Looking at the girl’s delicate, doll-like features—her rosy lips and pearly teeth—Xiao Mo guessed her family must be quite well-off.

After all, not everyone possessed a Seven-Orifice Exquisite Heart, which would keep their skin fair and delicate even if they were battered by the wind and sun, constantly on the verge of starvation.

In the courtyard on the peak, Blood Demon was still reading her book.

Sensing someone flying over, Blood Demon closed her book and looked in Xiao Mo’s direction.

The little girl who was meditating also opened her eyes.

Landing on the summit, Xiao Mo walked toward Blood Demon.

“So, you’re back.” Blood Demon’s lips curved into a smile.

“I’m back.” Xiao Mo nodded.

“Master…” The girl ran to Blood Demon’s side, her voice soft. “This big brother is…”

Blood Demon patted the girl’s head. “He’s your Senior Brother. His name is Xiao Mo.”

“Senior Brother…” the little girl called out softly.

“Mm.” Xiao Mo nodded, then looked at Blood Demon. “Is this your new disciple?”

“More or less.” Blood Demon yawned. “A friend of mine got into a big fight out there. She lost and died, leaving this disciple behind. I owed her a favor, so I decided to take her in and teach her cultivation in her master’s place. Oh, and her name is Yu Yunwei.”

“I see.” Xiao Mo glanced at his new junior sister and nodded. “I’m going to rest for a bit.”

Yu Yunwei’s gaze followed Xiao Mo into the courtyard, her eyes blinking softly.

“Your Senior Brother… he might seem pretty cold, but he’s a good person. You two should get along well,” Blood Demon said with a smile, patting the girl’s head.

“I understand, Master.” Yu Yunwei nodded obediently, but as she watched Xiao Mo, a cold glint flashed in her eyes.

「Afternoon.」

After cultivating for four hours, Xiao Mo left his room and went to the summit to resume practicing the Blood Demon Saber Technique.

Meanwhile, Yu Yunwei was still meditating nearby, her eyes closed.

Xiao Mo had learned from Blood Demon that Yu Yunwei was cultivating a technique called the Illusory Heaven Technique.

The Illusory Heaven Technique was a Pupil Technique with nine layers in total.

With every layer successfully mastered, another ring would appear in the user’s eyes.

Nine rings in the eyes signified that one’s cultivation of the Illusory Heaven Technique had reached Perfection.

Although Yu Yunwei was only at the Foundation Establishment Realm, she had already reached the third layer, as shown by the three rings in her eyes—a truly rare feat.

At first, Xiao Mo thought she was just an obedient little girl. In reality, after interacting with her for just half a day, he was beginning to realize that wasn’t the case.

“Senior Brother, have some water…”

After Xiao Mo had been practicing with his saber for two hours, Yu Yunwei ran over to him carrying a bowl of water.

“Thank you, Yun Wei.”

Xiao Mo set down his Spirit-Collecting Blade and took the bowl from the little girl’s hands.

But the moment his gaze met Yu Yunwei’s, Xiao Mo felt his Divine Soul being gradually sealed. His consciousness began to fade; it was as if she was trying to control him.

But in just an instant, Xiao Mo snapped back to his senses.

“Yun Wei, are you casting an Illusion Technique on me?” Xiao Mo asked.

“Huh?”

Yu Yunwei froze for a moment, then frantically shook her head, her two pigtails whipping back and forth.

“Senior Brother, I’m sorry! I’m so sorry.

The Illusory Heaven Technique that I practice refines one’s eyes into a weapon, and all its techniques are cast through them.

My Realm is still low, and I’m not skilled enough with the Illusory Heaven Technique. Sometimes I can’t control my eyes and accidentally cast a technique on someone.

But I absolutely didn’t do it on purpose! Please believe me, Senior Brother!”

As she spoke, Yu Yunwei’s eyes grew misty, and she looked as if she were on the verge of tears.

“It’s fine.” Xiao Mo picked up the bowl and drained it in one gulp. “Just be more careful in the future.”

“Okay, Senior Brother!” Yu Yunwei took the bowl back and scurried back into the courtyard.

Watching her retreat, Xiao Mo couldn’t help but frown.

A few moments later, Xiao Mo looked away and resumed his saber practice.

「Late at night.」

After bathing in the Spiritual Spring and giving his clothes a quick wash, Xiao Mo sat on the summit, gazing up at the countless stars.

“What’s on your mind?”

A nonchalant female voice drifted over.

Xiao Mo turned to see Blood Demon sitting beside him, a wine gourd in her hand.

Her hair was slightly damp, as if she had just bathed, and her fair skin glowed in the moonlight. A thin red dress clung to her body, its collar pushed up into an exaggerated curve by her Zishan Snow Sea.

“Nothing.” Xiao Mo shook his head.

“Let me guess.” Blood Demon gave Xiao Mo a wry look. “Thinking about your Little Jiang Xin?”

“…”

Xiao Mo didn’t answer.

His silence was an admission in itself.

“By the way, that old bald donkey from Kongnian Temple… he didn’t try to make you stay?”

Blood Demon tilted her head back for a long drink, and a shimmering trickle of wine slid from her fair chin, down her collarbone, and into the collar of her dress.

“He did,” Xiao Mo answered truthfully.

“Then why did you come back?” Blood Demon asked, looking at him in confusion. “I thought you weren’t going to. I was even getting ready to storm Kongnian Temple and drag you out of there.”

“I promised you I would return, and I don’t like to break my word.” Xiao Mo turned to look at Blood Demon. “Besides, you seemed pretty bored here all alone.”

“Bored? HAHAHAHA…”

Blood Demon froze for a second before bursting into laughter, her voice echoing across the summit.

“You’re a dull kid to begin with. Don’t act like having you around is any fun for me.” Blood Demon offered him the wine gourd. “Want a drink?”

“No,” Xiao Mo refused flatly.

“Tch.” Blood Demon rolled her eyes at Xiao Mo and, ignoring him, began drinking by herself.

Under the moonlight, the boy gazed at the stars while the woman drank her potent wine.

“Yu Yunwei is a little strange,” Xiao Mo said after a long silence.

“Mm, I know.” Blood Demon nodded. “But she has you for a Senior Brother, doesn’t she? I’m leaving her training to you from now on. If you decide you need to kill her, then just kill her.”

“But isn’t she your friend’s disciple?” Xiao Mo asked.

“So what?” Blood Demon’s tone was flat. “If she dies, it just proves she wasn’t capable enough.”

“Kid,” Blood Demon said, reaching out to ruffle Xiao Mo’s hair. “In the Western Regions, those without ability die. That applies to you and me both.”

Xiao Mo lowered his head, pondering for a moment before replying, “I understand.”

“Good that you understand. I’m going to bed.”

Blood Demon stood up and walked back toward the courtyard, her voice trailing behind her.

“In seven years, the Wandao Sect will choose its Saint Heir. Don’t you dare embarrass your master.”