Simulated Lives: The Sorrow of the Sword Maiden-Chapter 12 – Last Day of Simulation

"The body only has one year left to live."
"Let the simulation come to a natural end."
Xu Xi said, struggling to move his stiff legs as he headed home.
[Knowing your sister is doing well, you feel relieved, but you still can't let go of her. You decide to continue watching over her growth silently in the limited time you have left.]
[Your body is in terrible condition. To create an External Spiritual Root, you burned everything you had.]
[Your life has begun its countdown.]
[For many, life is extremely limited and scarce. As it approaches its end, they can't help but feel fear and dread.]
[But you are different. You clearly understand that death is merely your return.]
[More troubling than your dwindling lifespan is the increasing pain from your deteriorating body and the many inconveniences in daily life.]
[In the first month of the last year, you wake up one morning to find your left leg completely numb. No matter how you try to stimulate it, it won't function normally.]
[You find humor in your misery, thinking that having one leg left is at least better than in the real world.]
[You take out the wooden sword gifted by your master, Li Wanshou, and use it as a crutch. From then on, you become a cripple and a strange figure in the eyes of others, making walking particularly difficult.]
[You don't mind. In ancient times, there was Iron Crutch Li, one of the Eight Immortals; now there is Crutch Sword Immortal Xu Xi. Thinking of this, you can't help but laugh.]
[In the third month of the last year, you realize you laughed too soon.]
[In a torrential downpour, with the wind howling and rain pouring, you were steadily heading home when suddenly half your body went numb. Caught off guard, you fell headfirst into a muddy puddle.]
[The rain-formed puddle was small, something even a child could easily step over, but for someone with half their body paralyzed, it seemed like an insurmountable chasm.]
[Struggling, you prop yourself up with one hand, only to slip and fall again.]
[You repeat this process over and over, soaking your clothes completely before you finally manage to stand up again with great difficulty. You decide never to laugh again because the pain makes it impossible.]
[In the fifth month of the last year, you rarely go out. Your coughing becomes more frequent, each time bringing up large amounts of black blood, causing those nearby to shake their heads and sigh.]
[In the eighth month of the last year, your condition worsens. You can't taste food, and your vision becomes blurry. Apart from your still-clear consciousness, you are worse off than an old man in every other aspect.]
[A roaming villain sees your frail state and attempts to rob you at night.]
[Holding your wooden sword, even though you can't see, hear, or move well, you easily kill them and hang their bodies at the door to deter others with similar intentions.]
[Time continues to pass, and by the last month, your life is like a candle flickering in the wind.]
[At the turn of autumn and winter, you spend three hours, enduring excruciating pain, to barely move to the doorstep to bask in the sun.]
[An unexpected figure appears before you.]
[It's your master, the Elemental Infant stage cultivator Li Wanshou.]
"……", the old man gazes silently at his long-unseen beloved disciple, his eyes filled with regret and a fleeting sadness.
Finally.
Li Wanshou asks, "Do you regret it?"
Xu Xi shakes his head, as always: "No regrets."
Li Wanshou continues, "How do you feel?"
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Xu Xi answers honestly, "It hurts."
The Elemental Infant elder laughs, amused by Xu Xi's response. He casts several spells, knowing they are futile, to treat Xu Xi's body.
Then, master and disciple sit on the doorstep, chatting.
Both know this is their final conversation, and the atmosphere is heavy with silent sorrow. The old man talks about Xu Moli's progress, while Xu Xi speaks of his life in Blackstone City.
Li Wanshou: "Moli, that child, is already preparing to break through to the Golden Core stage."
Xu Xi: "So soon? I remember it hasn't even been a year since she broke through to the Foundation Establishment stage, right?"
Li Wanshou nods: "Her talent is even more astonishing than we imagined. Given time, she might truly ascend to the Immortal Realm."
Xu Xi smiles, though the pain makes his smile look strained: "That's wonderful."
As the sun sets in the west.
The old man departs on his flying sword, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Xu Xi struggles to move his body, leaning against the right side of the doorframe, watching the magnificent sunset.
At this moment.
His life is like this setting sun.
Visibly approaching its end.
However, there is nothing left to hold onto. Knowing his sister's current situation from Li Wanshou, Xu Xi is already very satisfied.
With this, he can peacefully end this simulation and return to the real world.
[The third-to-last day of life]
[You have almost lost the ability to move, lying paralyzed on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. You can't cook, but fortunately, you can mentally access your storage pouch to take out pills to stave off hunger.]
[You don't want to die of starvation.]
[The second-to-last day of life]
[You cough violently, bringing up not only blood but also some unrecognizable body tissues. You have a realization that you are about to die.]
[The last day of life]
[You lie quietly on the bed, recalling everything you and your sister experienced together from the first year of crossing over to now, and all the adventures in the cultivation world.]
[You regret not having the chance to explore the myriad wonders of the cultivation world or witness the splendor of the Immortal Realm.]
[You have no regrets, feeling that sacrificing your life to ensure your sister Xu Moli's survival is a worthwhile trade.]
[You close your eyes.]
[Feeling the weakness of your spirit and soul.]
[Awaiting the arrival of death.]
[But unexpectedly, on this last day, an intense battle suddenly erupts above Blackstone City, causing the city to collapse, with many mortals caught in the crossfire and dying.]
[The roof of your wooden house is also destroyed, allowing you to see through the damage the many cultivators fighting in the sky.]
"Boom! Boom!"
Various spell techniques explode in the sky, with flying swords occasionally breaking and spiritual beasts being cut in half.
Righteous Path.
Demonic Path.
Sect cultivators.
Numerous rogue cultivators.
An incomprehensible, unbelievable scene unfolds before Xu Xi.
"Is this... the war between the Righteous and Demonic Paths?" Xu Xi wonders, surprised to witness such a spectacular scene at the last moment of his life.
While at the Heavenly Sword Sect, he had sensed the growing friction between the Righteous and Demonic Paths.
He hadn't expected it to escalate into a war.
Suddenly.
Xu Xi thought of Moli, who was preparing to break through to the Golden Core stage.
If it truly was the Great War of Righteous and Demonic Paths, then as a prodigy of the Righteous Path with the bearing of an Immortal, Xu Moli would inevitably become a primary target for the demonic cultivators.