Heavenly Sword Sect.
It was the first sect Xu Xi had simulated.
For Xu Xi, the Heavenly Sword Sect held a special place in his heart. After all, it was the starting point of his journey to strength, carrying profound significance.
However, this sentiment was more of a nostalgic nature.
Li Wanshou was different. As a peak master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he had spent a long life in the sect even before Xu Xi joined.
To an outsider, it might seem like just another cultivation sect.
But to the old man, it was synonymous with home.
The sect's architecture, Forest Sword Peak, the familiar disciples, and the laughter of the past—all these were not just part of the Heavenly Sword Sect's history but also a testament to the old man's life.
Therefore, Li Wanshou had always held the Heavenly Sword Sect dear.
At first, the old man's plan was to locate the coordinates of the cultivation world, tear through space, and return.
But after learning of Xu Moli's achievements and the fate of the immortal realm, he silently abandoned this idea and instead decided to rebuild the Heavenly Sword Sect on Earth.
Xu Xi vaguely remembered that this was proposed during the New Year.
Unexpectedly, the old man acted swiftly.
In just over half a year, he flawlessly executed the reconstruction plan and invited Xu Xi to attend.
Xu Xi gladly agreed and brought Xu Moli along.
His younger sister, who had also been a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, showed rare curiosity upon hearing about the sect's reconstruction.
Soon, the two arrived in the capital.
...
The new Heavenly Sword Sect was situated not far from the Supernatural United Bureau. Its overall design and layout were meticulously replicated based on memories of the old sect.
No, to be more precise, it was a blend of the original Heavenly Sword Sect and the newly established one.
"This aura..."
"So, Master found the Boundary Ruins of the Heavenly Sword Sect and repaired the sect's structures to rebuild it in the real world?"
Gazing at the familiar landscape, Xu Xi suddenly understood.
He clearly saw that some scenes remained exactly as he remembered them.
Even the figures flying on swords included some he recognized, evidently visitors from the Boundary Ruins who had come from the original cultivation world.
Continuing forward, they ventured deeper into the sect.
Amidst the respectful greetings, Xu Xi and his sister found Li Wanshou, who was busy with preparations. The old man's eyes lit up, and he tightly grasped Xu Xi's hand.
Once again, he insisted on making Xu Xi the sect leader.
"No, no, no," Xu Xi waved his hand. "Master, I really have no interest in being the sect leader."
"Foolish disciple! With you and me working together, what couldn't we achieve?"
The old man huffed and puffed.
But in the end, he didn't force Xu Xi.
Shaking his head and sighing repeatedly, he lamented that he would have to reluctantly take on the role of the sect's founding ancestor as an immortal.
"Ungrateful disciple!"
As he spoke, the old man couldn't help but glare at Xu Xi.
Then, with a gentle demeanor, he turned to Xu Moli, advising her not to follow Xu Xi's bad example.
Xu Xi: ?
What are you talking about, old man?
...
Soon, the sect's founding ceremony began, and the atmosphere was lively.
Spells dazzled, and spiritual energy surged.
A large number of supernatural beings came to witness the event, and even some national officials were invited. As the sect leader, Li Wanshou was swamped with tasks.
Xu Xi didn't stay in the crowd.
He disliked crowded occasions.
Instead, he stood on a high platform, overlooking the bustling scene below.
"Brother, aren't we going down?"
Xu Moli, sitting beside him, hesitated. "Master... might get angry."
Xu Xi smiled. "Don't worry, Master isn't that petty."
Xu Xi's vision was exceptionally sharp.
His supernatural physique allowed him to see every intricate detail of the ceremony and every joyful smile.
Among them, Li Wanshou's smile was the brightest.
Xu Xi had seen the old man smile before, but compared to the past, there was no doubt that today's smile was the most heartfelt.
It was a kind of earthly warmth, enveloping a weary heart, finding comfort in the familiarity of "home."
For a moment, Xu Xi felt as if the past had come alive again.
As if the first simulation had only truly ended today.
Reunited with his beloved sister, his master had found a place to call home, and the Heavenly Sword Sect had been rebuilt.
"Brother..."
"Brother..."
Xu Xi was lost in thought.
It was Xu Moli's voice that brought him back.
"Sorry, I got lost in thought," he apologized with a smile, gently ruffling his sister's hair.
"What were you thinking about, brother?" the girl asked curiously.
There was no need to hide it.
Xu Xi shared his feelings.
"I was just... reminiscing about the things we experienced when we first joined the Heavenly Sword Sect."
"Becoming disciples, cultivating, healing...
"Even though it was a long time ago, it feels like it was just yesterday."
"Seeing Master so happy made me a bit emotional."
Xu Xi replied with a smile.
The autumn chill was setting in, but the Heavenly Sword Sect's grand formation kept the cold at bay, and many plants were still sprouting new leaves.
As he spoke softly,
The memories of the past played like a film reel in his mind.
Clear and vivid.
"Time always passes quickly," Xu Xi said, looking at Li Wanshou again, silently wishing the old man continued happiness.
Listening to Xu Xi's words,
The girl also fell into reminiscence.
The ceremonial bells echoed throughout the sect, symbolizing the official establishment of the sect leader's position. It was an immortal artifact imbued with the laws of the Dao, separating the pure from the impure.
Auspicious signs appeared, with celestial flowers raining down and golden lotuses emerging from the ground.
Some cheered.
Some rejoiced.
Everything was so vibrant.
"Alright, don't think too much. Why so serious?" Xu Xi chuckled, ruffling his sister's hair again.
At the same time, a ripple in space appeared, and a round watermelon emerged.
With a wave of his hand, he cut it into even slices.
Not a single drop of juice was spilled.
"Here, eat. I remember you love this. The ceremony will take a while, so let's enjoy it while we wait," Xu Xi handed a slice to Xu Moli.
The girl paused for a moment.
Then, her lips curled into a soft, beautiful smile.
"Mm, thank you, brother~~~"
Her brother was still the same as before, unchanged.
As if time had stood still.
The siblings each held a slice of watermelon.
Though the years had passed, their bond remained.
Both had grown, and they quietly watched the ceremony unfold, observing Li Wanshou amidst the crowd, maintaining his immortal demeanor while smiling with sparkling eyes.
A gentle breeze brushed past their ears, carrying a melodious, crisp sound.
The birds in flight regained their wings.
The lush trees regained their roots.
Xu Moli took a small bite of the watermelon. The texture was smooth, the juice cool, and a sweet flavor burst on her tongue—a taste of "love and happiness."