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

Chapter 297: Encountering Three Great Demons, Yingxue’s Skirt Slightly Stained:

“Sir, do I look good?”

“You look very good.”

At the wedding banquet, faced with the princess’s sudden question, Xu Xi nodded in affirmation.

A red and white martial outfit.

A simple yet elegant light green gown.

These clothes were not particularly remarkable on their own. What made them beautiful was that Wu Yingxue herself was outstanding.

That beauty was undeniable.

Then, Yingxue asked a second question.

“Sir, am I strong?”

“Of course you are.”

Xu Xi confirmed it once again.

If someone at the supreme realm wasn’t considered strong, then every other being in the multiverse would have to hang their heads in shame.

To alter fate, reverse time, command laws with words, and reign supreme through the ages—these extraordinary abilities had long rendered Wu Yingxue invincible across all worlds.

Receiving two affirmations in a row, a bright smile spread across Yingxue’s face. Her joyful eyes reflected Xu Xi’s face and the red wedding decorations behind him.

She asked her final question.

“Sir, what do you think of my character?”

“You have an excellent character.”

Xu Xi answered without hesitation.

In the martial world of his third simulation, he had personally witnessed her growth—through blood, through tears, pushing forward step by step with unwavering determination.

She mourned for the starving and cold.

She worked hard to overcome her own weakness.

In terms of character, she had long since earned Xu Xi’s approval.

At that moment, across the red banquet table, the girl’s eyes shone brighter than ever before.

She was too nervous, swallowing lightly.

Her fingers pressed together.

She didn’t dare to meet Xu Xi’s gaze.

Hesitant, her voice softened, and her cheeks took on a rosy hue, reflecting the festive hall’s decorations.

“Sir, since I’m this good, does that mean you could consider…”

“Master Xu, greetings! Greetings, Miss Wu!”

At the most critical moment, a loud voice interrupted her.

The newcomers were citizens of the Survival Army.

A family of three—parents and their child—had come to express their gratitude, ask about Xu Xi and Yingxue’s well-being, and enthusiastically present them with a bag of fresh fruit.

“This is from our own orchard! Master Xu and Miss Wu, please take it home and enjoy!”

Their faces beamed with bright smiles, insisting that Xu Xi accept their gift.

A long while passed before the family finally said their goodbyes.

“Yingxue, what were you about to say?”

Xu Xi waved his hand, storing the fruit in his spatial ring, then turned to Yingxue with a curious expression.

She took a deep breath and patted her cheeks, recalling the words she had carefully prepared.

With a serious gaze, she once again spoke—

“Sir, what I wanted to say was…”

“Brother Xi! We came to see you!”

Another voice arrived at the perfect moment.

Interrupting her again.

This time, it was another group of townsfolk, three to five people in a group, their faces weathered by time and the sun, raising their cups to toast Xu Xi.

Some brought roasted chicken and fruits, handing them to Yingxue.

“We remember that Miss Wu loves this!”

“No need to be polite, just enjoy it!”

“I…”

Yingxue wanted to say something.

But faced with these simple, kindhearted smiles, all her words got stuck in her throat, unable to come out.

In the end, she could only accept their gifts, drowned in their warm greetings.

Only after quite some time did their enthusiasm gradually settle, and they returned to their seats.

Something was off.

Very off.

The wedding banquet was warm and lively, filled with the joy of celebration. But as Yingxue finally caught her breath, she noticed something unusual.

“Rather than being a coincidence, this feels like a deliberate interruption.”

It was normal for people to come and greet them.

It was normal for them to bring gifts.

But the timing… it was just too perfect.

“Sir—”

Yingxue looked up at the sky.

The vast, clear blue expanse seemed empty. But under the gaze of supreme perception, something hidden was faintly beginning to reveal itself.

This time, Yingxue didn’t try to continue the conversation.

Instead, she temporarily excused herself from Xu Xi.

“Sir, I just remembered something. There are some demons I haven’t dealt with yet. Could you wait here for me?”

She stood up and stepped away from the banquet table.

She claimed that there were exceptionally powerful demons waiting for her to eliminate.

Yingxue reassured Xu Xi not to worry—her strength made her untouchable by mere small fry. Once she was done dealing with the demons, she would return and finish what she had left unsaid.

“Sir, I’ll be right back.”

With that, Yingxue disappeared from the banquet hall.

Tearing through space, vanishing into the unknown.

“That girl… is she really going to be fine?”

Xu Xi felt a little concerned.

Not about her strength—he had no doubt about that.

But given her reckless and impulsive nature, it was hard not to worry.

Sunlight shone through the wedding hall, shifting slowly over time, climbing the pillars adorned with red wedding banners.

The scent of alcohol.

The aroma of meat.

The fragrance of burning incense.

All these blended into the air above the joyous feast.

Yingxue had been right—she returned very quickly.

The flames of the red candles flickered in the wind.

Molten wax dripped down the candlesticks, solidifying as it cooled.

Between the moment she had left and returned, the candles had only burned slightly shorter.

“Sir, I’m back.”

She reported her return to Xu Xi.

The candlelight reflected off her gown, accentuating the beauty of her face.

But Xu Xi immediately noticed the change in her.

There was dust on her face.

Her light green dress was slightly disheveled.

It was clear that she had just been through an intense battle.

“Yingxue, are you alright?”

Xu Xi stepped forward, helping her straighten her clothes and gently wiping the dust off her face.

For a moment, she uncharacteristically fell silent.

“I’m fine, Sir. The demons were just a bit strong,” Yingxue took a deep breath, as if suppressing something, and forced a smile as she responded.

“Were they really that strong?”

“Mm, three very strong demons… but still not as strong as me.”

“Then why do you look so worn out?”

“Cough, cough. It’s just that my skirt got a little dirty, Sir. Nothing to worry about.”

Saying this, she sat down beside Xu Xi.

From the roasted chicken on the table, she tore off a glistening, juicy drumstick.

Forcing a bright laugh, she took a huge bite.

She didn’t bring up her interrupted conversation again, as if she had completely forgotten about it.

Her cheeks puffed up as she chewed, entirely focused on eating.

Those wretched demons.

So annoying!

…

By dusk, Ah Niu and Cui’er emerged from the inner chamber, returning to the banquet hall to toast their guests.

One by one, they raised their cups, exchanging blessings.

“Brother Xu!”

“Congratulations, Ah Niu.”

Xu Xi, who rarely drank, clinked glasses with Ah Niu and downed a full cup of wedding wine.

Ah Niu wasn’t a strong drinker.

After clinking glasses with Xu Xi, he immediately burst into tears, clutching Xu Xi tightly and refusing to let go.

“Brother Xu, I… I will always be happy from now on!”

He sobbed loudly, making a solemn promise to Xu Xi.

“Mm, I believe you, Ah Niu.”

Xu Xi felt the effects of the alcohol as well.

He leaned his head back and gazed at the orange hues of the setting sun, remaining silent for a long time.