Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality - Chapter 300 - 268: Telling the Biggest Lie of This Life

Regardless, Yu Yunwei hurried toward Blood Sin Peak.

When she arrived at Blood Sin Peak, she was greeted by the sight of white silk banners hanging throughout the courtyard and from the treetops.

Several Hall Masters, Peak Masters, and Elders from the Wandao Sect stood in the courtyard, their expressions downcast.

Yu Yunwei walked forward in a daze. When the others noticed her, they were startled for a moment before looking away, shaking their heads and sighing as they parted to clear a path for her.

She reached the front of the crowd, where she saw a man dressed in mourning clothes, a white strip of cloth tied around his forehead, standing ramrod straight before a coffin.

The man’s head was lowered, his gaze resting calmly on the nanmu wood coffin.

There was an indescribable calm in his eyes.

It was like the water in a deep well of an ancient tomb; no matter how the wind blew or the rain fell outside, its surface could no longer be stirred by a single ripple.

“Senior Brother…” Yu Yunwei walked to Xiao Mo’s side and called out softly, her voice trembling slightly.

“You’re back.” Xiao Mo turned his head and glanced at his junior sister. “Just in time. According to the customs of Blood Demon’s homeland, the burial is about to begin. You should go see her one last time.”

Yu Yunwei swallowed hard. She looked at her surroundings, everything feeling so unreal, like a nightmare.

She walked forward, her steps unsteady.

When she reached the coffin and saw her master lying inside, her mind went completely blank.

Her master looked as if she were just sleeping, a faint smile on her lips.

A feeling of numb sorrow welled up in Yu Yunwei’s heart.

Her master was right before her, so close, and yet so terribly far away.

Yu Yunwei looked up and saw Sister Qing Yuan turn her head away, lips pressed tightly together, tears welling in her eyes.

“It’s time.” Xiao Mo stepped forward and spoke slowly. “Let’s close the coffin.”

“Okay… Senior Brother…”

Yu Yunwei replied subconsciously.

The voice had come from her own throat, yet she felt completely detached from the act of speaking.

The two of them, senior brother and junior sister, lifted the coffin lid—one at the head, one at the foot—and slowly lowered it into place.

The shadow of the lid crept over Blood Demon’s face.

Yu Yunwei watched her master, unwilling to look away, until the coffin was completely sealed.

The sounds of suonas, gongs, and drums arose.

Four disciples from the Spiritual Law Hall lifted the coffin.

According to Wandao Sect tradition, when a high-ranking member such as a Peak Master, Elder, or Hall Master passed away, their funeral procession was required to circle the entire sect.

Amid the resounding funeral dirge, white paper flowers were scattered into the air, drifting far away.

Yu Yunwei followed beside her senior brother, walking on endlessly.

She had no idea how long she walked.

The only thing in her mind was the image of her master lying in the coffin.

Gradually, she began to sway on her feet; the immense shock she had suffered in such a short time was becoming too much for her to bear.

She felt as if she was reaching her limit.

Just then, Yu Yunwei felt a large hand grasp her own.

Yu Yunwei turned her head, her eyes meeting the steady gaze of her senior brother.

He continued to stare straight ahead, his gaze never wavering.

Yu Yunwei squeezed his hand tightly, as if it was the only way she could find the strength to go on.

After circling the Wandao Sect with their master’s coffin, Xiao Mo and Yu Yunwei returned once more to Blood Sin Peak.

In accordance with Blood Demon’s final wish, she was to be buried on Blood Sin Peak, the place where she had grown up.

Shovels in hand, the pair cast shovelful after shovelful of yellow earth onto their master’s coffin.

Finally, Xiao Mo set the headstone in place.

Xiao Mo took up Dyed Ink and, cut by cut, stroke by stroke, carved a few simple words onto the headstone: “Tomb of Esteemed Master Blood Demon.”

As Xiao Mo finished the final stroke, Yu Yunwei could no longer hold back. Her fingers clutched the hem of her senior brother’s robes as tears burst from her eyes, flowing uncontrollably.

Gazing at his master’s headstone and listening to his junior sister’s cries, Xiao Mo simply stood there, as still as the pine tree in the courtyard. It was as if he could hold up the very sky should it fall.

Yu Yunwei lost track of how long she cried.

As the young woman wept, Qing Yuan saw off all the guests who had come to pay their respects.

Finally, Qing Yuan looked at the pair before the headstone, dabbing at the corner of her eye with a pang of sorrow.

She knew that no amount of comfort she could offer would help in a situation like this. All she could do was turn and leave, giving them some quiet time alone.

Only Xiao Mo and Yu Yunwei remained on Blood Sin Peak.

Before they knew it, the sky began to darken.

She cried from the afternoon until a blood-red sunset filled the evening sky.

She cried as the sunset faded, as night’s curtain fell upon the heavens, and as the river of stars spread across the sky.

Through it all, Xiao Mo never once tried to comfort Yun Wei.

’At a time like this, only crying it all out would help her feel better…’

After a long time, Yu Yunwei’s voice had grown terribly hoarse. Her cries became softer and softer, eventually fading into choked sobs and whimpers.

Late into the night, Xiao Mo looked down to find that Yun Wei, who had been kneeling on the ground beside him, had fallen asleep leaning against his leg.

Even though Yun Wei was a Golden Core Realm Cultivator, she was still only a young woman in her early twenties.

Yun Wei’s affection for Blood Demon was undeniable.

Therefore, Blood Demon’s death was undoubtedly a devastating blow to her.

Xiao Mo crouched down, gently lifted Yu Yunwei into his arms, and carried her into a room.

After laying Yun Wei down on the bed, Xiao Mo quietly made his way toward the door.

But before he had taken more than a couple of steps, he felt a faint tug on the hem of his robe.

He turned to see, in the candlelight, Yun Wei’s red-rimmed eyes and haggard face.

“Senior Brother…” she called out softly, her voice trembling. She wanted to cry, but she had no tears left.

“What is it?” Xiao Mo asked gently.

“Senior Brother… why…”

Yu Yunwei’s lips trembled.

“Why does everyone around me have to leave me, one by one?

My parents left me.

Master Cai Yue, who brought me to the sect, also left me.

And now, even Master Blood Demon has left me.

Senior Brother, is it my fault?

Did I kill them…?

If I had just stayed away from them… if I were the one who died…”

“Don’t say such foolish things.”

Xiao Mo shook his head, interrupting her self-recrimination.

“You’ve done nothing wrong. You haven’t caused anyone’s death. None of this is your fault.

It wasn’t then, it isn’t now, and it never will be.

On the contrary.

It was because you were there that Blood Demon wasn’t so lonely.

It was because you were there, Yun Wei, that Blood Demon had someone to care for.

For anyone in this world, the most precious thing is to have someone to care for and worry about…”

“But Senior Brother, she…” the young woman choked out, “Master… she’s never going to wake up again…”

“Yun Wei…” Xiao Mo sat on the edge of the bed, gently patting her back. “Blood Demon had no regrets about her death. If she had any, it was only her worry for you. Her greatest wish was for you to live on and live well.”

Yu Yunwei lowered her eyes, biting her lip, her nose still twitching softly.

“Get some rest. You must be exhausted from your journey back.”

Xiao Mo pulled the blanket up over her shoulders.

He knew that words were useless at a time like this. This was something she would simply have to accept over time.

“Senior Brother…” As Xiao Mo stood up again, Yu Yunwei grabbed his wrist tightly. “Can you promise me one thing?”

“Name it,” Xiao Mo nodded. “As long as it’s within my power.”

“Then… Senior Brother, don’t ever leave me, okay?” Yu Yunwei’s eyes wavered as she looked at Xiao Mo, her gaze almost a prayer.

Hearing his junior sister’s words, Xiao Mo froze. He thought of what he had to do next and couldn’t help but lower his gaze, not answering right away.

“Senior Brother, can you promise me?” Seeing his silence, the hand gripping his wrist began to tremble, a deep sense of unease filling her heart. “Never leave me… Don’t leave me all alone, okay…?”

Xiao Mo raised his head, a gentle light in his eyes. He reached out, took Yun Wei’s hand in his, and smiled.

“Alright.”

“Forever…”

“Mm.”

Xiao Mo nodded, telling the biggest lie of his life.

“Forever.”