Life Simulation: I Caused the Female Sword Immortal to Regret Forever Chapter 3:

Juicy, crescent-shaped slices of watermelon, freshly cut, gleamed with vibrant red pulp. Minute, crystal-clear droplets trickled down their sides, leaving subtle watermarks upon the wooden table.

A young girl, her face alight with joy, clasped a slice in her hands.

Just as she was about to take a bite, a thought sparked in her mind. Rising onto her tiptoes with a considerable effort, she lifted the watermelon higher, bringing it towards Xu Xi’s mouth.

“Here, brother, you eat first,” she chirped sweetly.

“Thank you, little Mo Li,” Xu Xi responded with a smile, accepting the offered bite.

The watermelon was exceptionally cooling, its taste a perfect blend of sweetness and a rustic charm. It brought a sense of unadulterated happiness, making the sweltering summer day feel refreshed and redeemed.

The brother and sister were seated at their doorway, each enjoying a piece of watermelon. They ate at their own pace, observing the people strolling by on the street and the old trees that swayed gently in the breeze.

“Brother, when will Mo Li grow taller?”

“Hmm, it’s hard to say for sure,” Xu Xi replied.

“I truly wish I could grow taller quickly,” she murmured, perched on the tall wooden threshold. Her legs, too short to reach the ground, dangled and swung back and forth as she savored her watermelon.

With every swing of her fair calves came a crisp sound as she bit into the fruit—one swing, one bite, an endless rhythm. Her toes traced gentle arcs in the air, as if time itself had decelerated in this tranquil, peaceful interlude.

Summer, a little girl, and watermelon… these elements combined to create a scene of idyllic beauty.

To Xu Xi, the tableau was deeply touching. Nevertheless, he couldn’t entirely refrain from a bit of gentle discipline. He lightly tapped the girl’s forehead with the back of his hand.

“Eat quietly, and stop fidgeting,” he instructed.

“Brother, you’re so bothersome!” Xu Moli pouted but obediently ceased swinging her legs, her attention redirected to her watermelon.

Before long, the siblings had finished their treat.

The majority of the watermelon had been consumed by Xu Xi, as Xu Moli possessed a far smaller appetite.

Even so, her belly was noticeably distended. She leaned languidly against Xu Xi’s back, grumbling, “Brother, this is entirely your doing. You must take responsibility. Let me lie down for a little while.”

The girl, clearly overcome with drowsiness, quieted down until soft snores emanated from her small form.

“Being young certainly has its advantages—falling asleep so easily,” Xu Xi mused, shaking his head. With careful tenderness, he lifted her onto his back, supporting her securely as he walked towards their bed.

He settled her onto the quilt in a semi-reclined posture, taking care to account for her swollen stomach, which might lead to discomfort if she were to lie completely flat.

“What a handful,” he commented with a faint smile.

As she slumbered peacefully, her face appeared innocent and endearing, reminiscent of a small, sleeping cub.

Sunlight streamed through the window in soft rays, casting a warm, gentle radiance upon the bed.

Xu Xi sat close by, wielding a cattail leaf fan to keep the heat at bay and to shield the sleeping girl from any buzzing insects.

“She’s perhaps a tad too attached to me,” he vocalized his thoughts. “When I depart for the disciple recruitment gathering next year, she’s bound to weep endlessly if I don’t permit her to accompany me.”

A light chuckle escaped him at the mental image, envisioning the scene.

Initially, Xu Xi had intended to join an immortal cultivation sect on his own, but Mo Li’s profound attachment gave him pause. He found he couldn’t bring himself to entrust her care to anyone else.

“Perhaps it would be best if we journeyed together,” he pondered. Possessing the extraordinary talent of a Heavenly Spiritual Root, Xu Xi felt assured that the sect would not decline his request.

[Time marches onward]

[You patiently awaited the apprenticeship conference and proposed to your sister that you both depart together. She readily agreed, finding the idea appealing and cherishing the prospect of being with you.]

[One month, two months, three months…]

[Another year elapsed. This marked the fifth year since your arrival in the world of immortals. The disciple recruitment meeting finally commenced.]

[‘Immortals’ descended from the heavens, navigating the air on swords or piloting flying vessels. They unleashed a magnificent formation that enveloped the entire city, designed to detect spiritual roots among mortals.]

[Three spiritual roots, four spiritual roots, five spiritual roots…]

[As the formation sprang to life, individuals possessing spiritual roots were sequentially identified. You observed that individuals with spiritual roots were notably scarce, and the majority among them harbored mediocre, mixed root qualities.]

[Suddenly!]

[A formidable surge of energy coursed through your being, and your Heavenly Spiritual Root manifested in a resplendent, dazzling display!]

[Sister Xu Moli was ecstatic, yet a sense of inferiority washed over her, aware of her status as a pure mortal devoid of any spiritual roots.]

Within Black Rock City, the spiritual root detection formation erupted with a verdant light that soared skyward. Cultivators, who moments earlier were calmly engaged in sharing insights, were now visibly taken aback.

“That aura…”

“There is no doubt—it is the wood-attributed Heavenly Spiritual Root!”

“Hahaha, this young prodigy is destined for our Heavenly Sword Sect!”

In an instant, the cultivators, who had maintained their composure, thronged around the Xu siblings, their expressions of elation mirroring those of merchants in a frenzied bazaar.

“Brother…”

“Don’t worry, I’ll handle this.” Xu Xi firmly grasped his sister’s shaking hand, placing her behind him as he confronted the assembled cultivators.

A mix of persuasion, tempting offers, and even attempts at bribery were directed at him. The situation was quite intense.

Ultimately, Xu Xi made his choice and decided on the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Among all the sects present, the Heavenly Sword Sect boasted the most formidable background, with several cultivators at the Nascent Soul Realm leading its operations. Furthermore, their representatives demonstrated the utmost sincerity, granting him the esteemed position of a true disciple, providing exclusive cultivation resources, and offering him a private cave dwelling. Crucially, they agreed to accept his sister as well.

“Have you come to a decision, young man?”

“Yes, Senior. I wish to join the Heavenly Sword Sect.”

[The cultivators from the Heavenly Sword Sect rejoiced at your choice. They promptly escorted you and your sister away from Black Rock City, ascending into the heavens upon their flying swords.]

[The duration and speed of your journey remained unknown to you.]

[All you perceived were the fleeting clouds beside you, the cyclical passage of day and night, until the flying sword finally decelerated, descending into a breathtaking mountain range—the sacred domain of the Heavenly Sword Sect.]

[You and your sister were then led to a chamber to recuperate briefly.]

[Upon awakening, you were swiftly guided to the main hall of the Heavenly Sword Sect, where numerous formidable cultivators had convened, eager to take you under their tutelage.]

[After careful deliberation, you opted to join Forest Sword Peak, a branch suited for a wood spiritual root. There, you were accepted as the true disciple of the Nascent Soul master overseeing the peak.]