Chapter 186
Chapter 186: Soft Rice Comes With Updates:
Eternal teardrops.
The supreme crown.
Dust Starlight.
Xu Xi lowered his gaze to the three items on his person, and a peculiar question surfaced in his mind.
If he were to use the sword staff crafted from Jianmu, unleash swordsmanship techniques alongside forbidden magic spells, and bolster it with the combined power of Qi, blood, heaven, and earth, how much damage would this deal to a green dragon transformed into a deity by heretical practices?
In his imagination, it might seem like an ordinary strike. But when the blow actually lands on the green dragon, how many times over would the damage multiply?
Xu Xi pondered for a while, but the figures were so immense that the concept of multiplying by ten echoed endlessly in his ears.
“Probably… it would hurt a lot,” he muttered, exhaling lightly.
Fortunately, Rex Sanchez was a red dragon, not a green one. Otherwise, he might genuinely fear accidentally striking the dragon’s head clean off, resulting in the permanent loss of a vital source of dragon blood.
“Three major disciplines—cultivation, magic, and martial arts. Practicing all three simultaneously, maintaining three balanced meals a day, and giving my all… I suppose I truly deserve to be invincible.” He muttered to himself.
As he stretched and clenched the fingers of his right hand, mana coursed through his muscles and veins, spiritual energy enveloped his sea of consciousness, and Qi, blood, and the essence of heaven and earth rotated harmoniously in his Dantian.
These three extraordinary systems, though not yet perfected, could still be integrated through the simulator. Combined with the three supreme items he possessed, Xu Xi felt his current strength was overwhelmingly terrifying.
To go further, he would need to either ascend to become an immortal or a god or evolve his Qi and blood to their utmost peak to reach the other shore of power.
“Sir, what are you thinking about?”
“Nothing important. Let’s go.”
The night deepened as orange-red fireworks illuminated the sky, blooming alongside the stars. It was the perfect time to share heartfelt wishes with loved ones.
Xu Xi chose not to spend this precious New Year’s Eve further analyzing his strength. Instead, he decided to celebrate with those closest to him.
“Master.”
“Brother!”
As he stepped out of his bedroom into the living room, Krisha and Xu Moli were already waiting for him.
The living room was spacious and bright, with a transparent glass door that opened into the courtyard and flower garden outside. From there, the courtyard’s beauty was on full display, and by looking up slightly, one could admire the sky brimming with fireworks—vivid, mesmerizing, and gracefully scattered.
Xu Xi settled into a chair prepared by the witch, facing the courtyard sky, and admired the vibrant night with the girls.
The atmosphere was serene, broken only by the occasional crackling of fireworks in the distance.
“Brother, I’m tired,” Xu Moli said, her demeanor childlike as she leaned against him. Exhausted from watching fireworks, she rested her little head on his shoulder.
“Master, have some tea,” the witch said, ever diligent even on New Year’s Eve. She handed Xu Xi a cup of tea, the warm steam mingling with the winter chill and reflecting her composed yet vibrant gaze.
“Thank you,” Xu Xi replied, taking a sip. The tea’s warmth spread through him, soothing his senses and refreshing his spirit.
“Sir, look! That one was set off by the people of Qingniu Town,” the princess exclaimed, tugging at his sleeve and pointing eagerly to the sky.
A massive bull-shaped firework exploded in the distance, its light cyan hue both radiant and eye-catching.
These grand fireworks had been specially crafted by the martial arts community after they had integrated into the world.
Xu Xi couldn’t help but smile.
“Yes, I see it,” he said, his gaze fixed on the ethereal display that added brilliance to the darkness.
The New Year’s bell soon began to toll, its melodious chimes resonating through Yanshan City, marking the arrival of a brand-new year.
The sound of bells cut through the quiet night, bidding farewell to the old year and welcoming a fresh tomorrow. All across Yanshan City, cheers of “Happy New Year!” rang out as people expressed their joy with unrestrained enthusiasm.
“Happy New Year, Moli,” Xu Xi said softly, placing a warm hand on her shoulder and stroking her head affectionately.
He then turned to Krisha and Yingxue.
“Happy New Year, Krisha.”
“Happy New Year, Yingxue.”
This New Year was far more lively than Xu Xi’s memories of the past. He recalled a time when he had spent the occasion alone, sitting in a wheelchair by the window of an old house, watching the distant night like a fading sunset awaiting the inevitable darkness.
Back then, his surroundings were suffocatingly silent, filled with a sense of despair and stillness.
But now, the bonds forged through his three simulations brought warmth and noise to his life. He smiled, savoring the change.
“Happy New Year, Brother!” Xu Moli laughed, leaning into him and hugging him tightly to express her wishes.
The witch and the princess also joined in, sharing their New Year greetings.
As the festivities came to a close, Wu Yingxue stood and announced her intention to visit the outskirts of Yanshan City. She hadn’t spoken with the Survival Army since arriving on Earth, and she wished to greet them during the New Year.
With a flash, she disappeared, her swift and vigorous movements showcasing her warrior’s prowess.
“Still as elusive as ever,” Xu Xi chuckled, standing up and noticing it was already midnight.
“Everyone, go to bed early,” he said, bidding goodnight to Mo Li and Krisha.
He returned to his room, ready to rest, but a sudden knock on the door interrupted him.
“Moli? What’s wrong?” he asked, surprised to see her there.
“Brother, did you forget? I haven’t given you your gift yet,” she said with a smile.
In the first simulation, Moli had been frail and reliant on Xu Xi’s care. But now, as someone above even the Immortal Emperor, she had the ability to give back to her family.
“Wait here, Brother. I’ll be back soon,” she said, gently wrapping the Eternal Tear around his wrist.
[Ding]
[Special Item Correction: Eternal Tears]
[Item Effect Correction Completed]
[Details]: The protective fairy light refreshes daily, nullifying all attacks below the Immortal Emperor level and withstanding fifty full-strength strikes at that level. The Life Dao Machine refreshes daily to heal all injuries, including Dao, calamity, and spiritual wounds. Spiritual roots are enhanced daily, transforming into perfect heavenly-quality roots that can advance to immortal spiritual roots.
Xu Xi was dumbfounded.
“Is this… for real?” he wondered.
“Does Soft Rice come with updates?”