He fled, it pursued.
He had no escape, even with wings.
Like an arrow piercing through clouds,
the truck roared with a deep, explosive growl, charging forward with wild abandon.
A flash of crimson streaked past,
leaving behind lingering traces in the air.
"BOOM!!!"
The steel behemoth smashed through a house, sending dust and debris flying as it shattered swathes of space-time, slamming into a figure within.
The truck's momentum didn't falter.
It continued at its terrifying speed, barreling toward the next point in time.
Neither its exterior
nor its interior
showed even the slightest scratch from the collision.
"Feels like my mood has lightened quite a bit," Xu Xi murmured from the driver's seat, watching the overlapping layers of time rush past with a faint smile.
This was a dark, abyssal [path].
Leading to the past.
Connecting to the future.
An empty void, yet as the heavy-duty truck sped through, an invisible road unfurled beneath it.
"Are you happy, Great Sorcerer?" Servia, seated behind him, asked curiously about Xu Xi's mood.
"Less 'happy,' more 'sharing joy,'" Xu Xi replied.
He raised a hand and lightly tapped the truck's dashboard. After a brief tremor, the entire vehicle turned semi-transparent.
Now, from inside,
they could fully admire the scenery outside—
the leaping, sprinting fragments of time, memories of Xu Xi and Xu Moli's first simulation.
"Brother, let me lean on you."
Xu Moli paid no mind to the shifting world outside, simply nestling comfortably against Xu Xi, resting at ease.
She no longer dwelled on the past.
She only wanted to seize the present and the future.
Inside the spacious cabin, as wide as an ordinary room, the girls each busied themselves—some brewing tea, others finding excuses to snuggle against Xu Xi, and some staring blankly at the fleeting reflections of time outside.
"Sir, if your cycle had no rewards, would you still make the same choices?"
Wu Yingxue pressed against the window,
sticking her head out to watch the scenes where Xu Xi saved Xu Moli.
Blood boiled, flesh mixed with dirt, and the brutal rending of flesh painted a tragic picture.
Before Xu Xi could answer,
the princess suddenly grinned, answering her own question:
"Hmm, I think you would. After all, you're the biggest, silliest fool~~"
Xu Xi froze.
The other girls burst into laughter, unanimously agreeing.
"True."
"Agreed."
"Seconded."
The peerless beings had reached a consensus.
Xu Xi sighed. "We're already married. Can't you spare me some dignity?"
"Don't worry, Master. Ailei will spare you dignity... next time at night," the loyal mechanized maid said solemnly.
Xu Xi fell silent, opting to change the subject.
Vroom—
Vroom—
The truck accelerated, its massive front plowing through the resistance of space-time, charging straight ahead despite the warped layers.
The splintering fragments of light painted Xu Xi's face in shifting hues.
After a moment,
he posed a question:
"There's so much time ahead in the future."
"Moli, Krisha, Yingxue, Ailei, Servia."
"Have you thought about what you'd like to do?"
Even setting aside their supreme cultivation, the lifespans of ordinary immortals were vast. In the endless stretch of time, they needed something to occupy themselves.
Xu Xi was curious—what did the girls have in mind?
The witch tilted her head blankly before raising her hand. "Mentor, I want to open a dragon ranch."
Xu Xi nodded. "A fine idea, Krisha."
Though slightly eccentric, Krisha rarely expressed desires, so Xu Xi naturally supported her fully.
One by one, the others shared their dreams.
"Brother, I want to learn candy-making."
"You can, but Moli, don’t I already make candy for you?"
"It’s different. This time, I’ll make it for you."
...
"I want to open a barbecue shop. I already have a name—[Supreme Barbecue That Stands Above All]."
"Yingxue, isn’t that a bit too bold?"
"Not at all! Sir, you have to trust my grilling skills!"
...
"Master, I wish to research more dishes and improve the effects of my tonic soups."
"Uh... sure."
The mechanized maid remained fixated on tonics.
She no longer needed 36 Strategies for Love, but its advice—especially about kidney health—was etched into Ailei’s memory.
...
"Great Sorcerer, I have no grand ambitions beyond staying with you and practicing my swordplay."
"Oh, wait."
"Maybe I could plant an orchard in the courtyard?"
Servia clapped her hands, deciding to grow fruit trees for future roasting.
Five girls.
Five dreams.
Xu Xi listened patiently to each, smiling softly.
The hardships of the past now felt like fleeting breezes, brushing past his cheeks and vanishing without a trace. All that remained was serene tranquility.
This was nice.
This life—truly nice.
As Xu Xi envisioned the future, his smile deepened.
"If the candy I make tastes awful, you can’t complain, Brother."
"Of course not."
In truth, faced with truly terrible food, Xu Xi rarely criticized—he’d only offer gentle suggestions.
Vroom—
Vroom—
The truck’s increasing speed cut their conversation short.
Xu Xi looked ahead through the windshield. The fragments of their cultivation-world simulation receded like a tide, replaced by the radiant glow of a new magic-based realm.
In the distance,
he could already see
a figure hiding inside a rain-drenched house.
"How naive, thinking you’re safe just by hiding inside."
Xu Xi commanded the crimson truck once more:
"Great Fortune, execute a maximum-power drift collision!"
HONK!!!
The furious blare of the horn tore through the rain.
The heavy-duty truck transformed into lightning, into light, its tires screeching against the wet road as it smashed toward the figure inside.
"CRACK."
With the crisp sound of shattering space-time,
Great Fortune secured its second strike.
Impact.
Roar.
Chaos.
Space-time churned like boiling water, thrown into disarray.
The crimson truck charged onward, hurtling toward the martial-arts node of their third simulation, its speed growing ever more terrifying—a myth eternally traversing worlds.
"Sir! Sir!"
Wu Yingxue squeezed past Xu Moli, pushing her way to Xu Xi’s side.
Eyes gleaming with excitement, she volunteered:
"Let me try this time! Please!"
"Sure," Xu Xi agreed, then glanced at the others. "Krisha, any of you want a turn?"
They shook their heads.
Aside from the restless princess, none were interested in piloting Great Fortune.
"Then it’s all yours, Yingxue."
"Mm!"
Xu Xi yielded the driver’s seat.
Wu Yingxue took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and when they reopened, they blazed with determination.
Her right fist drew back, gathering power.
"Behold—
Cosmic Extremity: Divine-Demon Annihilation: Six Paths Reincarnation Supreme Tyrant Fist!"
"HYAH!!!"
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