Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality-Chapter 98 - 87: My Name Is Bai Ruxue, What’s Your Name?

Chapter 98: Chapter 87: My Name Is Bai Ruxue, What’s Your Name?

Xiao Qing left.

Bai Ruxue remained seated in the Array, her legs drawn up and her arms wrapped tightly around her knees. Her eyes were fixed intently on the Three Lives Array floating above her.

But in all the years since the Three Lives Array had been established, it had never shown the slightest sign of activity.

Xiao Mo stood beside Ruxue, gazing at her form.

He had never imagined that after more than two thousand years, Ruxue would still be so devoted to him.

It was true that time could wash away anything.

But on her, time seemed to be an exception.

[The Third Life in the Hundred Generations Book ("Bai Ruxue’s Life" Second Volume) is ready. Does the Host wish to enter the Hundred Generations Book to begin the experience?]

The words of the Hundred Generations Book appeared in Xiao Mo’s mind.

"Yes."

Xiao Mo didn’t hesitate.

[Host, please create a name for this life.]

Xiao Mo thought for a moment before deciding to use his real name: "Xiao Mo."

[Character Xiao Mo created. The Host is about to begin a new life experience. Please prepare.]

[Third Life countdown... Ten... Nine... Eight... Seven...]

As the countdown echoed, Xiao Mo walked step by step until he was in front of Bai Ruxue.

[Five... Four...]

He knelt, reached out, and gently stroked the woman’s hair. "Ruxue, I will wait for you seven hundred years from now."

[One.]

[The Third Life of the Hundred Generations Book begins.]

The moment Xiao Mo scattered to the wind.

Bai Ruxue abruptly snapped her gaze forward.

"Xiao Mo?"

"Xiao Mo!"

Bai Ruxue shot to her feet and began running frantically through the Imperial Palace.

"Xiao Mo, are you there?"

"Xiao Mo!"

The woman shouted as she ran, her anxious gaze sweeping over every flower, every plant, every tree in the Imperial Palace.

Her voice echoed again and again through the Imperial Palace.

"Sister, what’s wrong?"

Hearing the commotion, Xiao Qing thought something had happened and hurried into the Imperial Palace.

"Xiao Qing!" Bai Ruxue gripped her sister’s arm tightly, her eyes misting over. "I just heard Xiao Mo’s voice! He said he’ll wait for me... wait for me seven hundred years from now!"

"Sister..."

Xiao Qing’s expression was complicated.

’More than two thousand years have passed. Anyone due to reincarnate would have done so long ago. How could a soul possibly linger in the world for so long?’

’Not to mention, Sister is a Demon Emperor in the Immortal Realm.’

’With Sister’s draconic majesty, what mortal soul could possibly get close?’

But just as Xiao Qing was trying to think of how to comfort her sister,

Suddenly, the Three Lives Array floating above the Imperial Palace began to spin faster, bursting with a mysterious blue light.

The light gradually condensed, forming a pillar of light that shot into the heavens.

Bai Ruxue leaped up, bursting out of the deep sea and following the light to the surface.

The blue light spread across the sky, and rings of Spiritual Power rippled outward like waves on the ocean’s surface.

Immediately after, the light formed a massive Array Map.

The Array Map shifted constantly, flowing like a fluid.

Finally, the moment the Array Map solidified, the light shot toward a distant point.

At its destination was a fishing village.

...

「Seven hundred years later in the Hundred Generations Book...」

As the Hundred Generations Book’s countdown faded, Xiao Mo felt the world spin around him.

But Xiao Mo was already used to this sensation.

When Xiao Mo came to his senses, he found he had once again become a young child.

Xiao Mo looked around. He was in a dilapidated little hut, not much different from the rundown little courtyard where his last life had begun.

[Character Background:

Your name is Xiao Mo.

You were born in Huanyu Village, Guanshui County, Cangyun County, North Sea State.

When you were five, your parents went out to sea to fish. They encountered a tsunami and tragically perished.

The villagers of Huanyu Village supported you, and you grew up eating meals from a hundred different families.

You are now seven and a half years old. You often go out to sea to fish or help the villagers dry fish to make a living.]

"..."

Looking at this character background, Xiao Mo was speechless for a moment.

Compared to his first life, this background was almost identical. The only real difference was his birthplace—a mountain village in his last life, and a fishing village in this one.

[This Life’s Mission: In the previous life, the Host helped Bai Ruxue traverse the river and become a Flood Dragon. Three thousand years have passed since the Host’s demise. Bai Ruxue’s Realm has reached the Immortal Realm, and she has become a regional Demon Emperor. The Host is requested to help Bai Ruxue complete her final transformation into a dragon.]

[Note: Because the Host’s soul was shattered and scattered, even after reincarnation, you are still rejected by the Celestial Dao. According to the Laws of the Great Dao, although the Host can live another life, it is nearly impossible for you to recover your memories.

However, the Hundred Generations Book has already concealed your fate from the heavens.

Please comply with the Laws of the Great Dao and do not tell anyone that you have recovered your memories. Otherwise, the heavenly secrets will be exposed, the Law of the Celestial Dao will sense it, and a soul-destroying Thunder Tribulation will descend.

Furthermore, if the Host is exposed, it will attract the Laws of the Great Dao and may also be detected by "Him." This poses a certain danger to the Host in reality.

The Host must remember this.]

As the words of the Hundred Generations Book faded, Xiao Mo couldn’t help but frown.

He could understand not being able to tell anyone he had recovered his memories.

’But what does the Hundred Generations Book mean by "Him"?’

’Is it the Celestial Dao?’

’No, probably not. If it were the Celestial Dao, the Hundred Generations Book would have just said "Celestial Dao."’

’"Him" must be a specific entity, possibly a god.’

’Whatever. I’ll just have to be careful.’

Xiao Mo walked out of the hut.

A gentle breeze from the sea, carrying the salty smell of the water, greeted him.

Xiao Mo went into the yard and began gathering the dried fish that had been laid out on the ground.

’I can take these to the uncles and aunts in the village later to exchange for some copper coins.’

While gathering the fish, Xiao Mo wondered how he was going to find Ruxue.

’After all, for an ordinary person like me to find a Flood Dragon of the Immortal Realm... that won’t be easy.’

"Hey, little one in the yard."

Just as Xiao Mo was mulling over various plans, a soft and familiar voice called out from outside the yard.

Xiao Mo’s heart skipped a beat, and he slowly turned around.

Outside the yard, a woman with silvery-white hair, dressed in a white gown, was walking toward him step by step.

A wooden Deer God Hairpin was tucked into her hair, and the rest of her long locks, white as snow, cascaded from the pin over her shoulders, reaching just to her waist.

Her skin was a delicate, cool white, like the finest mutton-fat jade under a layer of fresh snow, its luster holding a hint of aloof coolness.

The woman’s figure was tall and graceful, her lines fluid and elegant. A simple white dress clung to the curves of her body, outlining a flawless, slender silhouette.

Her eyelashes were also silvery-white, as if dusted with new-fallen snow.

Beneath those curved, upturned white lashes was a pair of exquisitely shaped peach-blossom eyes. The corners tilted up ever so slightly, giving them a natural, subtle allure.

"Hello, little one."

The woman walked to the edge of the yard, smiling as she looked at the little boy within.

"My name is Bai Ruxue. What’s your name?"