Chapter 170: Wu Yingxue is Still on Her Way

The pitter-patter of rain, accompanied by the howling of the gale.

Just like a young girl's somewhat irritable heart.

But someone held an umbrella, the slightly tilted canopy blocking all the wind and rain's assault, standing before Mo Li.

Thus, that feeling of dissatisfaction turned into pure joy.

"Brother."

Her fingers gently tugged at the corner of Xu Xi's clothes.

Just like when she was a child, she followed closely by Xu Xi's side, inseparable.

"What's wrong, Mo Li?"

"I want to eat the food Brother cooked today."

"Alright, then I'll personally cook today."

Xu Xi agreed with a smile. The heavy rain continued to pour down, and water droplets rolled off the oil-paper umbrella one after another, crystal clear, adding a touch of light to the gray, rainy world.

The two walked slowly.

Between their footsteps.

A few water droplets would always splash up.

Drip, drop. It wasn't until they reached the entrance of the Courtyard that the rain began to subside.

Xu Xi looked up, first glancing at the gloomy sky, then folded the oil-paper umbrella, shook it gently a few times, and placed it by the door.

"Go inside, Mo Li, don't catch a cold."

"I know, Brother."

Xu Xi pushed the door and entered the house, while the girl stood behind him, gently pushing his back, nudging her once-again foolish brother.

How could she possibly catch a cold?

Honestly…

The girl hummed softly, pushing her brother into the house just like when they were children, pestering Xu Xi to make something delicious for her.

This kind of life seemed quite wonderful.

So thought the Female Immortal.

…

That night, Xu Xi personally cooked and prepared an extremely sumptuous meal.

Thanks to the second simulation.

The Great Master-level culinary skills he had practiced with [Mortals Wisdom].

Xu Xi was still quite confident in his own cooking.

His sister ate very happily, and the Witch's expression was indifferent, but from the slight twitching of her eyebrows, she should also be joyful.

However, during the meal.

Klisa's gaze often lingered on Xu Xi, or she would observe Xu Moli for a while.

Her face was filled with confusion.

Looking as if she understood but didn't quite understand.

…

The next day, Xu Xi went out again to check on the people of the Qiuhuo Army to ensure they were doing fine.

The Supernatural Administration Bureau of Yanshan City, after discussion and inquiry.

Had formulated an initial resettlement plan.

In the outskirts, they would build houses exclusively for the people of the Qiuhuo Army.

It wasn't that the officials refused to let people enter the city.

But rather, the difference between the Martial Arts World and the real world was too vast; the commoners of the Qiuhuo Army couldn't accept the city's skyscrapers themselves.

They called them iron behemoths that would devour people's souls and flesh.

Therefore.

The final plan formulated by the Supernatural Administration Bureau was to build a cluster of ancient-style buildings in the outskirts for the people of the Qiuhuo Army to move into.

"Brother Xu, that house is much bigger than my home!"

"I'll be someone living in a big house from now on!"

A-Niu was very happy.

Standing before Xu Xi, he waved his arms excitedly.

A-Niu's mother was equally happy, counting on her fingers and muttering, saying she could finally help A-Niu find a wife.

Watching this scene, Xu Xi's gaze softened.

"That's good…"

"Everyone is living the life they wanted…"

In a daze, Xu Xi recalled the third simulation and thought of those haggard and gaunt faces, but now, those faces were no longer dark and gaunt.

Their faces were brimming with a light called "hope."

This was exactly what Xu Xi wanted to see.

What he had always longed to see.

…

In the following days, the resettlement of the Qiuhuo Army proceeded smoothly step by step.

The poor people moved into clean houses they had never dared to imagine before.

The hungry and cold people ate "luxurious" full meals and wore winter clothes to keep out the cold.

Winter had arrived.

The biting cold wind was even more desolate than in autumn.

But on people's faces, there was no longer that sense of despair and numbness; there was only anticipation for the future and gratitude toward Xu Xi.

"Xi-geer is truly a great person!"

They evaluated Xu Xi in this way.

Their dark faces smiled more happily than ever before.

Not only did Xu Xi solve the housing and food problems, but he also allowed the commoners of the Qiuhuo Army to establish a cooperative relationship with the Supernatural Administration Bureau, earning high wages and salaries.

Those were high wages that the once-oppressed people could never have imagined.

The people were apprehensive.

Feeling it was as unrealistic as a dream.

After confirming it was the truth, they thanked Xu Xi again in the most clumsy and simple way.

After a long time, Xu Xi received those familiar vegetable buns and bland soup.

The preparation method hadn't changed.

But because the ingredients had changed, the taste was better than before, and like the people's lives, it carried an increasingly obvious sweetness.

Xu Xi tasted it with a smile.

Amidst the people's expectant expressions, he praised that the taste had become even better.

Thus.

The commoners of the Qiuhuo Army completely settled in Yanshan City, possessing a stable living environment, no longer needing to fear, and no longer needing to struggle for survival.

The only regret.

Was that Xu Xi still hadn't waited for Wu Yingxue.

…

"Where on earth did that child go?"

Courtyard, study.

Time always flies extremely fast.

Yanshan City in autumn was already cold and lonely enough, and now that it had entered winter, the Courtyard seemed even more empty and desolate.

Xu Xi put down his pen and paper.

His gaze turned toward the yard outside the window.

He could clearly see that the branches once covered in green leaves were now empty, and the flowers had withered and fallen, leaving only clusters of dragon blood grass standing tenaciously.

Grass seeds watered with Dragon blood ultimately possessed mystical qualities.

Even in the cold winter.

There was no sign of decline.

Xu Xi stood up and pushed open the double wooden windows. Cold air rushed into the room, and after circling around, it took away all the stuffiness in the study.

"Yingxue is not a child; she surely has her own considerations, so there's no need for me to worry."

Xu Xi took a light breath.

The icy cold unique to winter.

Made Xu Xi's brain clear instantly.

No longer as muddled as during his previous research.

Xu Xi glanced at the pen and paper on the table, looking at the Cultivate materials he had recorded, and couldn't help but recall his life in recent days.

Klisa was still the same as before, doing housework in silence, always handing over the most crucial items when Xu Xi needed them most.

Mo Li was still carrying out her great cause of Zhanjie.

But recently.

She also frequently stayed by Xu Xi's side.

Her gaze was wary and her expression guarded, as if she were on alert for some unknowable danger.

Xu Xi was puzzled and only thought his sister cared too much about him; he was very gratified that his sister and the Witch got along very well.

So far, no conflicts had arisen.

"I wonder what that dream actually meant?"

Xu Xi closed the window, remembering the dream he had long ago about his sister fighting the Witch.

He had thought it was some kind of dangerous omen.

But now it seemed it was just a purely absurd dream?

Xu Xi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall: "Time really flies; it's almost the New Year. Let me think…"

"I'll go out and buy some things, prepare some New Year gifts, just to relieve the boredom of Cultivate."