The goal of this trip has been achieved.
The materials for forging a new weapon have been successfully obtained.
However, Xu Xi was in no hurry to leave.
Instead, he stayed at the Supernatural United Bureau, following the original plan, to exchange and sell the now-useless magical knowledge.
"The Supernatural United Bureau, backed by the nation, has collected many supernatural items over the years."
"Even if I don’t need to exchange for wood-attribute materials, the points can still be used for other things."
"For example, suitable grass seeds for cultivating Dragon Blood Grass, beast blood for carving meditation magic arrays, and anchor mediums for simulation that have not yet been explored outside of cultivation magic."
Soon.
Staff from the Bureau came to assist.
They used a novel encryption engraving technique to meticulously record Xu Xi's magical knowledge. In return, Xu Xi received a seven-digit sum of points.
And from today onward, Xu Xi would enjoy a 20% discount when shopping at Supernatural Home.
This was not due to any special favor from Li Wanshou.
Rather, the Bureau staff deemed the magical knowledge Xu Xi sold to be worth this price and treatment.
"Incredible, how was this even possible?!"
"All the magic, including 9th-level spells, has been adjusted to the parameters of our world and can be used directly!"
"Wonderful! With these new meditation techniques and spells, the budding mages in our country will surely grow stronger!"
"Hurry, hurry, let’s find someone to test them out!"
The staff, along with scholars specializing in magic, gazed at the magical knowledge Xu Xi sold with fervent eyes, as if beholding rare treasures.
They left the trading room in a flurry.
Only Xu Xi remained behind.
Xu Xi didn’t mind the staff’s departure. During his time in the magical world, he too had been someone who tirelessly studied magic, and he understood the researchers’ passion for knowledge.
"Now, let’s see what I should buy."
Xu Xi strolled through the inner areas of the Supernatural United Bureau, entering the storage section of Supernatural Home, where he could closely inspect the items displayed on the website.
There were supernatural products from other worlds, as well as local inventions combining technology.
Broken Sword Grass?
Suspected to be an artifact from the immortal realm, but it was damaged and had lost its original sword energy.
"No matter, it’s just for cultivating Dragon Blood Grass. As long as it can grow, I’ll buy it!"
Dragon Blood?
From a Mahayana-stage beast, just one step away from transforming into a true dragon and ascending to immortality. Its blood was icy and cold, with unknown effects.
"Could this be from one my teacher killed?"
"Perfect, I’ll buy it and see if the Dragon Blood Grass cultivated with Eastern dragon blood will have any new variations."
Buy, buy, buy it all!
With a massive amount of points and a prestigious 20% discount, Xu Xi was in a particularly extravagant mood, purchasing every item that caught his interest.
The most expensive and numerous purchases were anchor mediums from different worlds.
In addition.
To ensure a good start in his simulations.
After buying the anchor mediums, Xu Xi would often also purchase related knowledge and cultivation techniques.
In his second simulation, it was precisely because he had prepared meditation techniques in advance that Xu Xi was able to successfully advance to the rank of magic apprentice despite starting with nothing.
"Alright, I’ve bought enough."
After purchasing a large number of items.
Xu Xi looked at his nearly full storage space.
He nodded in satisfaction.
Then he turned and left the Supernatural United Bureau.
Outside, the red dragon Rex Santos was nowhere to be seen, and the ground damage caused by its landing had been restored to perfect smoothness, with no trace of destruction.
"It ran away quite fast."
Xu Xi’s spiritual power spread out, penetrating concrete walls and scanning through the vast sea of people.
Soon, he detected the red dragon hiding deep underground in a lavish hall filled with gold and jewels.
It looked pleased, with a smug smile on its face.
Seemingly delighted to have escaped unscathed.
"Never mind, the dragon blood I collected earlier should be enough. I’ll let it go this time."
Xu Xi shook his head with a smile, abandoning the idea of capturing the red dragon. Instead, he waved his wand and, wrapped in howling wind elements, swiftly returned in the direction of Yanshan City.
No, it wasn’t just wind elements.
There was also the lightning dash of thunder magic and the shadow stealth of dark magic.
"When it comes to traveling, spatial magic is undoubtedly superior."
"But since I control multiple elements, combining their strengths with the help of my domain, my speed isn’t too shabby either."
Xu Xi’s figure streaked across the sky at high speed.
The power of his domain shielded him from the strong winds rushing toward him, absorbing and converting them, which in turn increased his flying speed.
Wherever he passed.
A massive, roaring wind path was left behind.
Whirling and churning the white clouds, like funnels descending from the heavens.
This was the might of the supernatural, a feat countless mortals could only dream of.
In the blink of an eye, in a single breath, Xu Xi’s figure completely left the capital, heading toward Yanshan City.
His overwhelmingly powerful spiritual energy.
Allowed Xu Xi to control his flight while also having the mental capacity to think about other things, even pulling out his phone to log into Supernatural Home and search for information.
"First, the Boundary Ruins of the Heavenly Sword Sect, then the red dragon Rex Santos, and finally my teacher."
"The people and things from the simulations have all appeared in reality."
"Although only a small fraction of the simulation world has crossed over, there’s no doubt that Mo Li and Krisha also have the possibility of appearing in reality."
Xu Xi felt a slight daze.
Being able to reunite with his obedient younger sister and meet the compliant witch again.
Undoubtedly, this was something to be happy about.
The past separations, the regrets and torment, could all be remedied in reality. Though he didn’t know if such reunions would truly come to pass, Xu Xi sincerely hoped for it.
"The fusion of worlds and the emergence of Boundary Ruins seem to be highly unstable."
"I hope those two children won’t be caught up in any related dangers."
Beep beep—
The notification sound from his phone interrupted Xu Xi’s thoughts.
He looked down and saw a bright red warning message on the Supernatural Home website.
"A super-large Boundary Ruins with the highest danger level?"
"Recently, the frequency of Boundary Ruins appearances seems to have increased. Strange, what’s the pattern behind this?"
Xu Xi stared at his phone screen, deep in thought.
The existence of Boundary Ruins could disrupt the stability of the real world.
But it wasn’t a big problem.
With Li Wanshou, a true immortal, overseeing things, it wasn’t Xu Xi’s place to worry. Not to mention, within the Bureau, there were multiple top-tier combatants like the red dragon.
Thus, Xu Xi continued on his path, flying toward his home in Yanshan City.
…………
At the same time.
At the blurred line between illusion and reality.
At the intersection of time and space.
Dimensions ascended, and chaos divided. In the primordial chaos infinitely far from Earth.
A cold figure stepped on the river of time, holding a blood-stained wooden sword, retracting it from a stance.
She, or rather, It, stood before.
A world shattered into fragments.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.
