Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality-Chapter 202 - 183: Xiao Mo, Are You Really, Really Not Lying to Me?

Chapter 202: Chapter 183: Xiao Mo, Are You Really, Really Not Lying to Me?

After lunch, while Jiang Xin was off washing clothes at the clear spring halfway up Blood Sin Peak, Xiao Mo headed to Blood Demon’s courtyard again.

To Xiao Mo’s surprise, Blood Demon wasn’t asleep in her room. Instead, she was sitting in a rocking chair in the courtyard, reading a novel.

"Looks like you’re ready?"

Sensing Xiao Mo enter the courtyard, Blood Demon continued to flip through the pages of her book without looking up.

"I think so," Xiao Mo nodded, his gaze falling on Blood Demon’s book. "I didn’t know you read."

"What do you mean, ’you read’? I’ve always loved reading; you just never knew it." Blood Demon looked up. "Here, take a look. This book is good for your cultivation, too."

Blood Demon tossed the book in her hands toward Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo caught it and casually flipped through a few pages, his brow furrowing.

The novel was filled with nothing but risqué stories.

Xiao Mo closed it, tossed it back, and looked at Blood Demon with a complicated expression.

’Is this what you call ’loving to read’?’

’You just love reading smut!’

"Don’t give me that look," Blood Demon said unabashedly. "I don’t have a cultivation partner. Can’t I read a book to satisfy my urges?"

"If you don’t have a partner, why don’t you just find one?" Xiao Mo said, speechless.

Chuckling, Blood Demon stood up, walked over to Xiao Mo, and rapped him on the head. "I’ve lived for over three thousand years and haven’t found a single man who’s caught my eye."

Xiao Mo: "..."

"Alright, that’s enough. I’m done talking to you. You’re no fun at all, brat." Blood Demon walked out of the courtyard, her voice drifting back. "Brat, come get your beating."

Xiao Mo turned and followed. The two of them reached a clearing at the peak and stood facing each other, fifteen zhang apart.

Blood Demon casually produced a Wooden Blade. "Three strikes, brat," she said to Xiao Mo. "Are you ready?"

"Bring it on." Xiao Mo nodded, tightening his grip on the Spirit-Collecting Blade.

"First strike."

The moment the words left her mouth, she slashed out with her Wooden Blade.

Xiao Mo recognized this strike.

It was the first form of the Blood Demon Saber Technique—Blood Mist!

The first form of the Blood Demon Saber Technique wasn’t hard to learn, and Xiao Mo even believed he had perfected his Blood Mist.

But when Blood Demon executed the technique, it was as if the crimson evening clouds had turned to blood, crashing down directly upon Xiao Mo!

Xiao Mo gripped his blade with both hands and unleashed a Blood Mist slash of his own!

The two blood-red streams of Sword Qi collided, scattering Spiritual Power through the air like a flurry of crimson butterflies.

A moment later, the Blood Mist scattered. Xiao Mo reversed his grip and plunged his blade into the ground for support as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

"Is that all you’ve got after one strike? Are you going to make it, brat?" Blood Demon slung the Wooden Blade over her shoulder, completely unconcerned that her attack might have just killed him.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Mo pushed himself to his feet. "Second strike."

"Oh."

She swung the Wooden Blade even as she spoke.

This second attack was the second form of the Blood Demon Saber Technique—Residual Red.

Blood Evil Qi wrapped around the Wooden Blade, extending it by a full twenty zhang.

The gigantic blade of blood swung down at Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo raised his blade horizontally to parry.

"BOOM!"

The crimson blade slammed into the flat of the Spirit-Collecting Blade.

The ground beneath Xiao Mo’s feet caved in by a foot.

The impact split the flesh between his thumb and forefinger. A suffocating pressure built in his chest, and with a sweet taste rising in his throat, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Behind him, a long fissure had been carved into the ground!

"The third strike is Blood Moon Slash. You can unleash one as well. If you can cut the bell from my waist, I’ll start calling you Master."

Blood Demon swung her blade.

A crescent-shaped blade of Blood Qi shot toward Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo swung his long blade in kind, sending a crescent of his own Blood Qi to meet it head-on.

"BOOM!"

The Blood Evil Qi blasted across the peak, kicking up clouds of dust and sand several meters high.

With a wave of her hand, Blood Demon dispersed the swirling dust.

Xiao Mo was still standing fifteen zhang away.

Fresh blood dripped from Xiao Mo’s hands, soaking into the earth below.

But he stood his ground like a young pine, refusing to fall.

"Can I take Jiang Xin and leave now?" Xiao Mo looked up and asked Blood Demon.

"You barely passed, I suppose." Blood Demon pulled a bottle of elixirs from within her collar and tossed it to Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo caught it. The Glazed Bottle was still warm from her body.

"One a day. Your injuries will be mostly healed in three days." Blood Demon yawned, casually dropped the Wooden Blade, and walked back to her courtyard. "Remember, return to the Wandao Sect in three months. Don’t go and get yourself killed out there. I don’t like collecting corpses."

Xiao Mo wiped the blood from his mouth, took one of the elixirs, then returned to his own courtyard to wash away the blood and change his clothes before finally heading down the mountain.

’That brat...’

As Xiao Mo’s figure vanished down the path, Blood Demon looked away and then glanced down. The silk cord holding the Silver Bell at her waist had been severed, and it dropped to the ground.

’Whew, that was close. He almost found out.’

Blood Demon picked up the bell and held it up to the sunlight, the corner of her mouth curling into a smile.

...

「Halfway down the mountain.」

Beside a clear spring, a little girl with rolled-up sleeves was diligently beating clothes with a laundry mallet.

Now and then, she would tuck a stray hair behind her ear or wipe beads of water from her cheeks.

Shimmering droplets of water slid freely down her cheeks.

"Ah Xin..." Xiao Mo called out.

"Xiao Mo?" Jiang Xin looked up and saw him, quickly wiped her small hands on her clothes, and trotted over. "Xiao Mo, what are you doing here? Wait, I’ll be done with the laundry in just a minute."

"You don’t have to finish," Xiao Mo said with a smile. "Blood Demon agreed to let us leave. We can just go straight down the mountain to Kongnian Temple."

"Huh? Blood Demon is letting us go?" Jiang Xin asked in disbelief.

"Yeah," Xiao Mo nodded. "She said my training is complete, so she’s letting us go."

"You’re not tricking me, are you, Xiao Mo?" Jiang Xin blinked.

"Why would I trick you?" Xiao Mo tapped her lightly on the head, turned, and started walking down the mountain. "Come on, let’s go."

Jiang Xin glanced at the clothes abandoned by the spring, then back at Xiao Mo, and quickly ran to catch up.

Walking beside him, Jiang Xin studied his profile. "Xiao Mo, are you really, really sure you’re not tricking me?"

"I’m really, really not tricking you," Xiao Mo said with a smile.

"That’s wonderful!"

Hearing his firm reply, the ten-year-old girl finally believed him, her eyes instantly brightening.

"Then, Xiao Mo, when we get to Kongnian Temple, we’ll find a place to live,"

Xiao Mo nodded. "Okay."

"We can live in the mountains, so the bad guys can’t find us."

"Okay."

"The two of us will farm together, fish together, and grow up together."

Watching her ecstatic profile and listening to her cheerful words, Xiao Mo couldn’t help but clench his fists.

"What’s wrong, Xiao Mo? Is that not okay?" Jiang Xin turned and gently tugged on the corner of his sleeve.

He reached out and ruffled the girl’s head.

"Okay."