Life Simulation: I Caused the Female Sword Immortal to Regret Forever

Chapter 274



Chapter 274: Master, I’ve Come to Save You:

A filthy civilization must be cleansed.

A tainted starry sky must be purified.

A chaotic universe must be reshaped.

Chapter 274: Master, I’ve Come to Save You:

A filthy civilization must be cleansed.

A tainted starry sky must be purified.

A chaotic universe must be reshaped.

For this, the judge and executioner was the supreme terror known across the multiverse.

“Master…”

“This starry sky… still seems so dirty…”

“But I can no longer wait…”

In the chaotic dimensional space, an unprecedented war was unfolding.

Endless starlight adorned every strand of the dimensional strings. A mere tremor or a subtle touch could reshape the universe, plunging countless civilizations into despair.

Victory was impossible.

There was no chance of winning.

The enemy was beyond infinity, transcending all possibilities, disregarding the universe’s very order. This was the true pinnacle of supremacy.

Omniscient.

Omnipotent.

One with the entirety of space and time.

How could anyone hope to win against such an opponent?!

And indeed, they could not.

A soft “pop” echoed—the sound of a bubble bursting. The allied forces of predator civilizations vanished in an instant, erased from existence itself.

Golden streaks shimmered in the flowing black hair, elegant and breathtaking.

The Supreme Judgment ceased its conquest.

In the serene silver-blue eyes, galaxies swirled, painting a spectacle of vast, unending beauty. Her gaze fixed upon the distant chaos beyond.

She could wait no longer.

Not even for a second.

Her loyalty ran too deep to hesitate.

She could feel it now—his warmth had returned, yet he was trapped in unspeakable danger.

“I must… I must save Master…”

Ailei stepped forward, her delicate toes pressing against the planar surface of time and space. Each step she took sent ripples cascading outward.

This was the collision of universes.

The tides of space and time surged in response.

“Praise the Supreme Judgment, praise the Father of Machines.”

Among the tides, lawful and benevolent civilizations gazed in reverence as the mechanical servant shattered through time and space.

The Capital.

Supernatural Bureau.

Archives Room.

Xu Xi gently closed the last book. “Alright, that’s enough for today.”

He returned the documents to their place, swept his gaze around to ensure nothing was left out, then prepared to leave the capital.

There weren’t as many records on the first spiritual energy revival as he had expected.

It had only taken him a few hours to memorize everything relevant.

“From what I’ve read, there’s very little useful information. Aside from the emergence of supernatural systems and the formation of the dimensional rifts, there’s nothing particularly valuable.”

“In that case…”

“I might as well visit the sites of past supernatural disasters and investigate personally.”

Xu Xi pondered as he stepped out of the Supernatural Bureau.

Within the range of his mental perception, he sensed Red Dragon resting comfortably atop a mountain of gold and silver, lazily flapping its wings over the glittering treasure.

Should he say hello?

After some thought, Xu Xi decided against it.

Letting Red Dragon rest was for the best—it contributed to a balanced cycle of development.

“I should head home first,” Xu Xi chuckled, shaking his head. He refrained from disturbing the dragon’s leisurely time and took a light step, teleporting across an immense distance.

With a single breath, the scenery before him shifted to the courtyard of Yanshan City.

“Master…”

The autumn afternoon sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows onto the stone path—a touch of time’s passage.

The Witch, deep in meditation, paused her practice.

With an adorably dazed expression, she greeted Xu Xi while holding the gray Reignite Magic Staff he had gifted her.

Then, she sniffed the air.

The Witch tilted her head, her mesmerizing, hollow eyes gazing at Xu Xi. “Master, your scent has gotten stronger…”

Scent?

Before Xu Xi could respond, the Witch silently tightened her grip on her staff.

“Rest assured, I will protect you and keep all evil at bay.” Her voice was firm, her silver-gray hair swaying with her movements, adding an air of mystery.

Looking at her calm and serious face, Xu Xi found himself unable to refuse her.

He still had no idea what threat Krisha was guarding against.

Nor did he know what kind of enemy required such vigilance from an eternal supreme being.

Xu Xi assumed it was just Krisha being overly cautious.

But he didn’t turn down her goodwill. Instead, he gently ruffled her silver-gray hair, choosing to trust her. “Then I’ll be counting on you, Krisha.”

Oddly enough, as soon as he spoke those words, the courtyard seemed to grow colder than usual, and a few withered leaves trembled before falling to the ground.

“The weather sure is unpredictable.”

Xu Xi glanced at the darkening sky but paid it no further mind. After bidding farewell to the Witch, he headed straight for his study at the courtyard’s edge.

He needed to record, compare, and uncover the truth.

Since Earth’s ascension, its terrain had shifted. Finding the exact locations of the initial spiritual energy revival would take some time.

Strangely, as Xu Xi became engrossed in his work, the once-serene courtyard turned lively.

His sister, naturally, was busy with her realm-cleaving missions.

The Witch balanced housework with meditation training, remaining ever-alert for any lurking dangers.

Even the usually carefree Princess was acting unusually serious.

She paced with her hands behind her back, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking her head.

She looked as if she were eagerly anticipating something.

Every now and then, Wu Yingxue would pop into the study, watching Xu Xi compare his findings. She even joined in his search for the initial site of the spiritual energy revival.

“Sir, does this really matter?”

“Well… maybe, maybe not.”

When the Princess curiously asked, Xu Xi first nodded, then shook his head.

The truth about spiritual energy revival didn’t necessarily matter.

Earth’s transformation was irreversible, and with several supreme beings ensuring its safety, there was little cause for concern.

Xu Xi’s investigation stemmed mostly from curiosity—and a need to keep himself occupied.

Besides, he suspected that the revival of spiritual energy might be linked to the Life Simulator within him.

Both were equally mysterious.

Both were vast and complex.

Their natures were strikingly similar.

“Let’s go back, Yingxue.”

“Hehe, alright~~~”

Wu Yingxue giggled, then suddenly pushed Xu Xi forward from behind, propelling the great scholar homeward.

It was a rather unusual way to return.

With each step, the fabric of space-time tore apart under their force, forming a radiant corridor that connected two locations, shattering dimensions in its wake.

As a result, Wu Yingxue received a flick to the forehead.

“Next time, be gentler. What if you cause a space-time disturbance?”

“Understood, sir.”

The Princess acknowledged her mistake instantly.

But her overly cheerful tone made it clear—she would definitely do it again.

For this, the judge and executioner was the supreme terror known across the multiverse.

“Master…”

“This starry sky… still seems so dirty…”

“But I can no longer wait…”

In the chaotic dimensional space, an unprecedented war was unfolding.

Endless starlight adorned every strand of the dimensional strings. A mere tremor or a subtle touch could reshape the universe, plunging countless civilizations into despair.

Victory was impossible.

There was no chance of winning.

The enemy was beyond infinity, transcending all possibilities, disregarding the universe’s very order. This was the true pinnacle of supremacy.

Omniscient.

Omnipotent.

One with the entirety of space and time.

How could anyone hope to win against such an opponent?!

And indeed, they could not.

A soft “pop” echoed—the sound of a bubble bursting. The allied forces of predator civilizations vanished in an instant, erased from existence itself.

Golden streaks shimmered in the flowing black hair, elegant and breathtaking.

The Supreme Judgment ceased its conquest.

In the serene silver-blue eyes, galaxies swirled, painting a spectacle of vast, unending beauty. Her gaze fixed upon the distant chaos beyond.

She could wait no longer.

Not even for a second.

Her loyalty ran too deep to hesitate.

She could feel it now—his warmth had returned, yet he was trapped in unspeakable danger.

“I must… I must save Master…”

Ailei stepped forward, her delicate toes pressing against the planar surface of time and space. Each step she took sent ripples cascading outward.

This was the collision of universes.

The tides of space and time surged in response.

“Praise the Supreme Judgment, praise the Father of Machines.”

Among the tides, lawful and benevolent civilizations gazed in reverence as the mechanical servant shattered through time and space.

The Capital.

Supernatural Bureau.

Archives Room.

Xu Xi gently closed the last book. “Alright, that’s enough for today.”

He returned the documents to their place, swept his gaze around to ensure nothing was left out, then prepared to leave the capital.

There weren’t as many records on the first spiritual energy revival as he had expected.

It had only taken him a few hours to memorize everything relevant.

“From what I’ve read, there’s very little useful information. Aside from the emergence of supernatural systems and the formation of the dimensional rifts, there’s nothing particularly valuable.”

“In that case…”

“I might as well visit the sites of past supernatural disasters and investigate personally.”

Xu Xi pondered as he stepped out of the Supernatural Bureau.

Within the range of his mental perception, he sensed Red Dragon resting comfortably atop a mountain of gold and silver, lazily flapping its wings over the glittering treasure.

Should he say hello?

After some thought, Xu Xi decided against it.

Letting Red Dragon rest was for the best—it contributed to a balanced cycle of development.

“I should head home first,” Xu Xi chuckled, shaking his head. He refrained from disturbing the dragon’s leisurely time and took a light step, teleporting across an immense distance.

With a single breath, the scenery before him shifted to the courtyard of Yanshan City.

“Master…”

The autumn afternoon sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows onto the stone path—a touch of time’s passage.

The Witch, deep in meditation, paused her practice.

With an adorably dazed expression, she greeted Xu Xi while holding the gray Reignite Magic Staff he had gifted her.

Then, she sniffed the air.

The Witch tilted her head, her mesmerizing, hollow eyes gazing at Xu Xi. “Master, your scent has gotten stronger…”

Scent?

Before Xu Xi could respond, the Witch silently tightened her grip on her staff.

“Rest assured, I will protect you and keep all evil at bay.” Her voice was firm, her silver-gray hair swaying with her movements, adding an air of mystery.

Looking at her calm and serious face, Xu Xi found himself unable to refuse her.

He still had no idea what threat Krisha was guarding against.

Nor did he know what kind of enemy required such vigilance from an eternal supreme being.

Xu Xi assumed it was just Krisha being overly cautious.

But he didn’t turn down her goodwill. Instead, he gently ruffled her silver-gray hair, choosing to trust her. “Then I’ll be counting on you, Krisha.”

Oddly enough, as soon as he spoke those words, the courtyard seemed to grow colder than usual, and a few withered leaves trembled before falling to the ground.

“The weather sure is unpredictable.”

Xu Xi glanced at the darkening sky but paid it no further mind. After bidding farewell to the Witch, he headed straight for his study at the courtyard’s edge.

He needed to record, compare, and uncover the truth.

Since Earth’s ascension, its terrain had shifted. Finding the exact locations of the initial spiritual energy revival would take some time.

Strangely, as Xu Xi became engrossed in his work, the once-serene courtyard turned lively.

His sister, naturally, was busy with her realm-cleaving missions.

The Witch balanced housework with meditation training, remaining ever-alert for any lurking dangers.

Even the usually carefree Princess was acting unusually serious.

She paced with her hands behind her back, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking her head.

She looked as if she were eagerly anticipating something.

Every now and then, Wu Yingsnow would pop into the study, watching Xu Xi compare his findings. She even joined in his search for the initial site of the spiritual energy revival.

“Sir, does this really matter?”

“Well… maybe, maybe not.”

When the Princess curiously asked, Xu Xi first nodded, then shook his head.

The truth about spiritual energy revival didn’t necessarily matter.

Earth’s transformation was irreversible, and with several supreme beings ensuring its safety, there was little cause for concern.

Xu Xi’s investigation stemmed mostly from curiosity—and a need to keep himself occupied.

Besides, he suspected that the revival of spiritual energy might be linked to the Life Simulator within him.

Both were equally mysterious.

Both were vast and complex.

Their natures were strikingly similar.

“Let’s go back, Yingsnow.”

“Hehe, alright~~~”

Wu Yingsnow giggled, then suddenly pushed Xu Xi forward from behind, propelling the great scholar homeward.

It was a rather unusual way to return.

With each step, the fabric of space-time tore apart under their force, forming a radiant corridor that connected two locations, shattering dimensions in its wake.

As a result, Wu Yingsnow received a flick to the forehead.

“Next time, be gentler. What if you cause a space-time disturbance?”

“Understood, sir.”

The Princess acknowledged her mistake instantly.

But her overly cheerful tone made it clear—she would definitely do it again.


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