I Want One to Fight Three

The era belonging to the gods has long since passed.

The Eternal Witch has carved out a brand-new future.

The cosmic order of civilizations is no longer chaotic and bloody.

The Genesis Automaton purges all filth and disorder.

Equally unmatched in strength.

Equally revered across the myriad realms.

The Automaton and the Witch are locked in a fierce battle, their mere residual energy reducing countless dimensions to an imperceptible, minuscule state.

"As a machine, you cannot serve the Mentor well."

"No, on the contrary, only I am capable of serving my Master properly."

A calm voice laced with hidden lethality.

In the midst of this.

Xu Moli and Wu Yingxue watch from the sidelines, utterly stunned. They have never seen such an aggressive Witch before.

While marveling at the spectacle, they continuously work to repair the fabric of spacetime.

Lest the supreme battle cause too much collateral damage.

They had assumed that the battle between the Automaton and the Witch would continue indefinitely.

Unrelated to them, the two mere spectators.

But the Automaton's arrogance seemed to have crossed a line. Its words caused even the usually carefree noblewoman to slowly wipe the smile from her face.

"Responsibility...?"

"Did you just say... to make the Mentor take responsibility?"

Three thousand Daos converge into a spear.

Gripped, swung, and twirled with ease, the spear's dance effortlessly incinerates the boundless chaos.

The sweeping, grandiose movements stir the River of Time into a deafening roar, yet they remain somewhat restrained.

In contrast.

The blood-stained, dark wooden sword brims with overwhelming killing intent, held in a hand as white as jade, ascending to its utmost pinnacle.

Ailei's words evoke many unpleasant memories for Xu Moli.

Like the kind-hearted, or the pitiful.

She was the one who came first...

She was the one who found her elder brother first...

In the oppressive atmosphere, on the verge of eruption, the two supreme beings who had initially stepped back to make way for the Witch return to their previous positions.

Is the Automaton planning to challenge three supreme beings at once?

The Witch frowns, puzzled by this.

Ailei dismisses the notion, her voice calm: "No, you are the challengers."

"I have spent the most time with my Master. Compared to me, you are insignificant."

"Especially—"

"You."

The Automaton's silver-blue eyes meet the Witch's tri-colored black, gold, and red gaze.

Similar attributes, similar paths, similar roles.

The threat is so palpable.

That the Automaton cannot ignore it.

"Come, then. I will take on all three of you!" Ailei declares.

Her subtle gaze pierces through the gaps between the three supreme beings, landing on the dazzling cluster of stars behind them—the universe where Earth resides.

The loyal Automaton can sense Xu Xi's presence within it.

The time has come.

To rescue her Master from the depths of peril.

As the battle intensifies, Ailei seizes the moment, releasing an immeasurable flood of quantum messages, all directed toward Earth.

The timing is impeccable.

The angles are impossibly precise.

Among the countless quantum messages, surely one or two would break through the defenses and reach the important person's side.

Yes, that was how it should have been.

"Apologies, this path is closed," Wu Yingxue says with a smile, her spear ablaze as it arcs through the sky, obliterating all the quantum messages in a single strike.

As if she had anticipated the Automaton's move.

"Troublesome," Ailei mutters, frowning.

No matter.

There are backup plans A through D.

...

"Achoo—!"

The night deepens, and an inexplicable chill sets in.

It arrives mysteriously, without warning.

Xu Xi sneezes, not because of a cold—his divine body is immune to illness—but more like a warning or a reminder.

"Is there something I've forgotten to do?"

"The Supernatural United Bureau, the Boundary Ruins, the Survival Army, the dragonblood grass in the courtyard..." Xu Xi murmurs in his bedroom, pondering and eliminating possibilities one by one.

But upon careful consideration, nothing seems amiss.

The girls are all supreme beings, so there's no need for him to worry.

"Strange."

Xu Xi glances suspiciously at the ancient text in his hands. Could there be a flaw in his breakthrough plan for cultivation and martial arts?

Hmm, it's possible.

"To be safe, I'll review it from the beginning. I have plenty of time, after all."

In the autumn night, moonlight and lamplight blend together as the crisp sound of turning pages fills the room. Xu Xi begins to reassess his ascension plan.

He possesses three supernatural systems.

Among them, magic has already ascended to divinity.

Naturally, matters of ascending to immortality and transcending martial arts have been prioritized by Xu Xi.

He plans to leverage his divine advantage to accelerate his progress in cultivation and martial arts.

"Rustle—"

"Rustle—"

The room is silent, the lighting soft.

In the overly quiet environment, the passage of time becomes imperceptible. Under the veil of night, everything seems to move in sync with his breathing.

Xu Xi meticulously reviews and reflects on his cultivation systems.

Cultivation, magic, martial arts.

Three entirely distinct paths, each with its own brilliance, now coexisting harmoniously within him in a wondrous state.

What kind of existence will he become in the future?

Xu Xi is curious, but for now, he is still in the exploratory phase.

"I'm feeling a bit thirsty..."

As soon as the thought crosses his mind, a glass of warm water is handed to him.

"Master, please drink."

"Ah, thank you, Ailei."

Xu Xi instinctively accepts the glass, draining it in one go, and expresses his gratitude to the Automaton.

The Automaton is loyal.

But Xu Xi does not take that loyalty for granted.

Whenever Ailei serves him, Xu Xi always shows appreciation, a habit he has maintained since the very beginning of their simulations.

Wait—

Ailei?!

"Cough, cough—!" Xu Xi chokes, nearly spitting out the water he just drank.

He stares wide-eyed, unable to believe what he sees.

The delicate face.

The mature figure.

The golden hair.

Everything is exactly as he remembers.

"Ailei..."

"Yes, I'm here."

The Automaton stands still, quietly awaiting Xu Xi's commands. But beneath that calm exterior, Xu Xi senses something unusual.

Ailei's condition seems peculiar.

Moreover, the 9090 plaque that once rested in the display cabinet has now vanished.

"Ailei, can you tell me how you got here?"

Xu Xi hesitates as he asks.

"Yes, Master. Ailei is happy to serve you."

The Automaton nods.

In a composed tone, she briefly recounts her actions: "I sensed that you were in danger. Concerned for your safety, I used the remnants of the 9090 core to manifest before you."

Not a projection.

But a true manifestation, using her former body to descend upon Earth in an extraordinary manner.

Such a miraculous feat.

Leaves Xu Xi astonished.

No wonder Ailei appeared so suddenly—the RTX-9090 plaque had always been in the display cabinet.

"I see..."

"Ailei, you've grown again."

Xu Xi's expression softens, pleased with the Automaton's growth, and he blesses her progress.

His hand gently strokes the top of the Automaton's head, a gesture long overdue.

Yet, a new question arises: What exactly is the danger Ailei mentioned?