Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality - Chapter 310 - 276: Young Master, Blockhead...
After Xiao Mo returned from Kongnian Temple, tens of thousands of Demon Sect cultivators flooded into the Buddhist Sect’s territory.
During this invasion of the Buddhist Sect’s territory by the Demon Sect, all Demon Cultivators were forbidden from harming ordinary citizens.
All Dynasties were required to sign a National Document acknowledging Xiao Mo as their ruler. If they refused, their Emperor would be killed and replaced with someone willing to comply.
Furthermore, these Demon Dao disciples would set up Arrays in every city to extract twenty percent of the common people’s existing Life Source.
As for the Buddhist Temples, if they were willing to surrender to Xiao Mo, acknowledge him as their lord, and submit to the jurisdiction of the Wandao Sect, they would be left unharmed.
But if they refused, the killing would continue until they agreed.
Many people could understand why Xiao Mo wanted to become the Lord of the Western Regions and gather all of its Qi Fortune for himself.
But what they couldn’t understand was why Xiao Mo wanted to extract twenty percent of the Life Origin from the people of the Mortal World.
Some Buddhist Temples surrendered the moment they saw the Demon Sect’s invasion.
Most Buddhist Temples would put up some resistance. However, when they witnessed Xiao Mo’s blade slash across the sky and felt that boundless, oppressive might, any thought of fighting vanished in an instant. They immediately submitted.
In their eyes, there was no one left in the world who could stand against Xiao Mo.
Xiao Mo’s strength was completely beyond anyone’s comprehension.
It left people with nothing but despair.
’In that case, we might as well surrender to Xiao Mo.’
’He only wants to become the Lord of the Western Regions and gather all its Qi Fortune.’
’Once he leaves, we can go back to our vegetarian meals and chanting, and just wait for the right time to rebel.’
However, there were some Buddhist Temples that would rather die than acknowledge a Demon Lord as their master.
Xiao Mo, for his part, rather admired these people.
To the public, Xiao Mo claimed he had killed them. In reality, he used Soul-Locking Nails to seal their Spirit Veins before binding them and throwing them into his dungeons.
This left the imprisoned Buddhist School cultivators even more confused.
’Xiao Mo could have just killed us.’
’Why would he spare our lives?’
But regardless, the name of Xiao Mo, the fiend who killed without blinking, spread throughout the entire Western Regions, especially in the lands of the Buddhist Sect.
More and more people came to hate and fear Xiao Mo.
Even some disciples of the Demon Sect wished for nothing more than Xiao Mo’s death.
This was because they could no longer practice their Evil Techniques; if Xiao Mo discovered them, their only fate would be the complete annihilation of their souls.
But Xiao Mo didn’t care in the slightest.
And so, one month after Xiao Mo began his invasion of the territories of the Ten Great Buddhist Temples, the Buddhist Sect officially formed an alliance to jointly resist the Demon Sect.
The problem was…
In past wars between Buddhists and Demons, while each side had a leader, the various Sects were generally loosely organized.
Things were different now.
On the Demon Sect’s side, although they had far fewer cultivators in the Upper Three Realms, Xiao Mo alone was more than enough.
And precisely because of this, within the Demon Sect, only Xiao Mo’s word was law. No one dared to defy his will.
Although the Buddhist Sect had also formed an alliance and appointed the Abbot of Kongnian Temple as its leader, each temple remained relatively independent, each with its own interests and concerns.
Thus, when the real fighting began, the Buddhist Sect was like a plate of scattered sand compared to the Demon Sect.
The army led by Xiao Mo was like a plague of locusts, consuming one Buddhist Temple after another.
「Two years passed.」
All the Buddhist Disciples in the entire Western Regions had gathered in the southernmost part of the continent, in the territory where Kongnian Temple was located.
Curiously, not a single one of the Abbots from the Ten Great Buddhist Temples had fallen.
They had rarely even appeared on the battlefield.
It was as if they knew they had no chance of victory against Xiao Mo and were secretly plotting something else.
To this,
Xiao Mo was unconcerned.
’In my opinion, even if they manage to revive the Ancient Divine Spirits, as long as those spirits haven’t reached the Lost Second Realm, I can still cut down those so-called Divine Spirits with a single slash.’
「Another six months went by.」
The grand army of the Demon Sect, led by Xiao Mo, was stationed north of the Luo River.
South of the Luo River were all the remaining disciples of the Buddhist Sect who were still resisting.
Tomorrow morning, Xiao Mo would cross the Luo River.
’That will be my final battle.’
’By then, I will be the Overlord of the Western Regions, and everything I set out to do will be complete!’
…
On the night before the great battle, Xiao Mo sat by the bank of the Luo River, lost in thought.
Gazing at the surging river and listening to the sound of the water lapping against the shore, Xiao Mo’s thoughts began to drift, recalling the many events of his life.
Regardless, by the end of tomorrow, the dust would finally settle on everything.
“You’re still awake, My Lord…”
Before long, Si Li’s voice drifted over.
Dressed in a long, light gauze gown, Si Li walked step by step toward Xiao Mo.
She smoothed her skirt, the gauze clinging to her ripe, peach-like curves, as she slowly sat down beside Xiao Mo.
Si Li hugged her knees, her full, well-proportioned thighs pressing against the towering Zishan Snow Sea of her chest, which formed an alluring curve.
“I’m not going to sleep. I want to look upon this world a little longer,” Xiao Mo said.
“Don’t say that!”
Si Li protested, feigning to spit beside her to ward off the bad omen. She looked at the man beside her, her enchanting eyes full of a playful reproach.
“What are you saying, My Lord? It sounds as if you won’t be here tomorrow! You will definitely win the battle!”
Xiao Mo just smiled faintly and said nothing.
Si Li looked at Xiao Mo’s expression and couldn’t help but feel a little stunned.
For some reason,
she felt that the Lord tonight seemed exceptionally philosophical, his expression unusually gentle.
He was like a long blade returned to its sheath, lacking the heart-stopping sharpness he usually possessed.
’A Lord like this… is quite handsome too.’
“But, My Lord…” Si Li’s thoughts turned to something else, and she offered a reminder. “The Abbots of the Ten Great Buddhist Temples haven’t appeared at all these past few years. I worry they must be up to something. You must be careful tomorrow, My Lord.”
“I know. Don’t worry,” Xiao Mo nodded. “I have never lost a battle in my entire life.”
“That’s true.”
Si Li nodded.
’So what if the Abbots of the Ten Great Buddhist Temples have some kind of conspiracy?’
’My Lord is at Immortal Realm Perfection, and he’s even suppressing his Realm.’
’If he wanted to, he could step into the Ascension Realm at any moment.’
’On top of that, Dyed Ink has awakened, making him even more unstoppable.’
Si Li truly couldn’t imagine anything that could stop her Lord’s advance.
Time passed, second by second. The two of them just sat there by the river, and for once, Xiao Mo didn’t send Si Li away.
The evening breeze gently rustled the hems of their robes and toyed with their hair. Si Li’s gaze drifted from the river’s surface to the profile of the man beside her.
The longer she looked, the faster her heart beat. It seemed she wanted to say something but didn’t dare, and her cheeks grew redder with every passing moment.
Just then, the dark clouds parted, and the bright, clear moonlight spilled onto the river, casting a faint, pure glow.
“Look, My Lord, the moon is so bright.”
Si Li pointed to the bright moon in the sky, hoping to ease the atmosphere before truly and earnestly confessing her feelings.
“Mm,” Xiao Mo nodded. As if he knew what she was about to say, he spoke first. “It is bright. But being bright is useless.”
Si Li faltered for a moment. How could she not understand what he meant?
“It’s bright even if it’s useless!” Si Li insisted stubbornly, puffing out her cheeks.
The corners of Xiao Mo’s mouth curved up, and he patted her on the head. “Silly girl.”
Si Li pouted, burying half her face in her knees and muttering softly, “My Lord… you blockhead…”
