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← Back to novel Life Simulation: Leaving the Female Sword Immortal with a Lifetime of Regret

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Chapter 25: So What If I Rely on My Sister?

[eternal teardrop]

[Item Description]: Its sorrow, its tears, its grief, its pain, its hatred, its regret—all gathered here.

[Item Effect]: Spiritual Qi cultivation effect increased tenfold, Four Arts of Cultivation proficiency speed increased tenfold, Daoist Magic power increased tenfold, insight into heaven and earth increased tenfold, sword Dao effect increased tenfold, Divine Ability effect increased tenfold, damage against evil and demonic paths increased tenfold.

Refreshes protective Spiritual Qi light once daily, capable of blocking a full-force strike from an Immortal Emperor level.

Refreshes a lifeline once daily, automatically healing all bodily injuries and slightly increasing lifespan.

[Usage Requirements]: Only you, it can only be you.

"…"

The pale red, teardrop-shaped crystal slid into Xu Xi's palm.

It felt delicate to the touch.

Its surface shimmered.

It felt like a little girl rubbing against him affectionately, and yet also like a young girl's sorrowful, regretful weeping. It was cool to the touch at first, but grew warm as he rubbed it.

"A teardrop…"

Whose tears were they? The answer was self-evident.

Xu Xi looked down at the blood-stained tear, feeling that everything had happened too suddenly. His mind was filled with various confusions.

Why did a young girl's figure exist in this World Ruins?

And why did it suddenly transform into an eternal teardrop?

After he died in the simulated world, what exactly happened to Xu Moli that led to such a terrifying scene of a sea of blood and mountain of corpses?

There were too many questions.

Tangled and difficult to unravel.

Xu Xi frowned in thought while gazing at the eternal teardrop.

Suddenly, the teardrop glowed, as if responding to Xu Xi's thoughts, revealing the sorrow and despair within.

That was the story after Xu Xi died.

It was an overcast day with pouring rain.

The young girl, having witnessed her brother's death with her own eyes, fell into inescapable regret and despair.

She knelt for a long time on the ground where her brother had dissipated, hoping for a miracle of resurrection, but the girl did not wait for a miracle; she only waited for the insults others hurled at her brother.

Her expression crumbled, her heart convulsed, and her breathing nearly stopped.

In that extreme hatred, the girl's expression shifted between crying and laughing, completely losing control.

She hated her own helplessness.

She hated how others mocked her brother.

She hated this world where her brother no longer existed.

"Unforgivable…" The girl's tears mixed with the rain. Binding her long hair with a blood-stained cloth strip, she wielded a wooden sword and killed those demonic Cultivators alone.

The wooden sword's dull blade wiped across the enemies' necks with ease.

Her exhausted body, driven by hatred, would never feel fatigue again.

Kill, just keep killing.

Kill all these enemies who caused her brother's death!

Xu Moli had completely gone mad with killing. She entered the Dao through slaughter. Whether it was a Golden Core demonic Cultivator or a Nascent Soul demonic Cultivator, all became souls under her sword.

Corpses piled up continuously, and when they became numerous, they formed a sea of blood and mountain of corpses.

This was the truth.

The truth behind the appearance of the sea of blood and mountain of corpses.

It was not some heinous demonic disaster or blood massacre, but merely a young girl's desperate revenge. That was all.

The images continued, seemingly describing the girl's future, but it was too blurry, and in the end, it cut off completely.

Only the final scene of the girl weeping alone remained.

The tears floated in the World Sea, wandered in the Chaos, were washed by the long river of time, and finally fused with this World Ruins, appearing together in the suburbs of Yanshan City.

This was the origin and the fact of everything.

Xu Xi silently gripped the eternal teardrop: "So many things happened after I died."

"Mo Li, that child… how did she get through these years? She must have been so tired…"

Xu Xi let out a long sigh.

He knew that he held a very high position in the girl's heart. Witnessing his death must have been a huge shock to her.

But even if time could flow backward, Xu Xi would still make the same decision.

Because if he hadn't died, it would have been Mo Li who died.

Unlike Xu Xi, who could return to the real world after dying, if Xu Moli died, she would truly be dead. There was no such thing as Rebirth for her.

Therefore, Xu Xi never regretted his decision.

"The Mo Li I saw earlier was just an illusion of the eternal teardrop, not her real self, which is why she suddenly dissipated."

"I wonder if there will be a chance to meet again one day in the future."

He gripped the blood-stained tear.

Xu Xi curled his fingers slightly, using his magical power to form a strap that passed through the center of the teardrop, crafting a unique bracelet which he then wore.

This was not only because of the special significance of the eternal teardrop.

It was also because of its Heaven-Defying effects.

Honestly, Xu Xi found it hard to imagine just how powerful his sister had become for a single teardrop to have the ability to withstand an attack from an Immortal Emperor.

For Xu Xi, who was at the Golden Core Stage, even the lowliest Immortal was an existence he could not hope to reach at the moment.

"Could it be that the script I'm following isn't the traditional path of leveling up and getting stronger?"

"But rather, relying on my own sister?"

Xu Xi sighed with emotion and adjusted the eternal teardrop.

In an instant, he clearly felt a continuous stream of power surging through his entire body. The sense of fullness and strength was so immense that it felt as if he could drag down a true Dragon to use as a jump rope.

Xu Xi didn't take this literally; he knew this was an illusion caused by the sudden surge in power.

"However, with my current Golden Core Stage cultivation, under the amplification of the eternal teardrop, I should have the combat power of a Late Stage Nascent Soul."

"On this basis, using sword Daoist Magic to attack evil and demonic paths, I definitely possess the damage output of a Soul Transformation Cultivator."

Xu Xi clicked his tongue.

He had to remember that the eternal teardrop could also increase cultivation speed.

This meant that before long, Xu Xi's Realm would break through at an extremely fast rate, and by then, the increase in combat power would become even more exaggerated.

"Relying on my sister is great."

Xu Xi gave a sincere evaluation.

Then, he looked at the sea of blood and mountain of corpses beneath his feet and looked up at the scarlet sky.

Perhaps because it lost the suppression of the eternal teardrop, those ghost Cultivators and evil spirits became even more restless. In just a few minutes, the miasma within the World Ruins had doubled.

Even more evil things were awakening, emitting sharp and piercing howls.

Xu Xi held the withered vine sword, his gaze sharp and focused. His original plan before entering the World Ruins had been to delay the expansion of the World Ruins as much as possible and buy time for support from the Supernatural Administration Bureau's headquarters.

But now—

With the blessing of the eternal teardrop, he could definitely fight!

"Heaven Sword Style, Slash!" Xu Xi shouted softly. The withered vine sword condensed a thousand-foot sword beam, flashing with a ghostly green light, cutting the boundless sea of blood and the scarlet sky into two distinct halves.

Some evil spirits and ghosts were even killed on the spot just by being grazed by the sword beam.

He slashed out another sharp sword strike.

The blood rain vanished.

The mountain of corpses collapsed.

The entire World Ruins shook violently. The blood mist that had permeated everywhere evaporated, making his field of vision much wider and exposing the evil spirits hidden in the shadows.

Xu Xi also saw Wang Dali and the others who had been separated earlier.

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded, stunned by this earth-shaking power.

"Relying on my sister, it's truly wonderful."

The corners of Xu Xi's mouth curled up slightly.

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