Shen Yuemian… Who Is She?

The teleportation array finally activated successfully.

Even though Lu Yunyun could only secretly listen from the deck while the “dual cultivation sounds” came from the cabin… it hardly mattered anymore, right?

Even with a sensory-blocking barrier on the door, a Nascent Soul master like her could still judge the intensity inside from the faint ripples of circulating techniques.

And from the looks of it, Cao Xueyan, who still had leg injuries, clearly fell behind from the very beginning.

When it comes to the bedroom, without involving cultivation base or divine spells, to gain the advantage requires using one’s strengths skillfully.

Qin Ximo excelled in swordsmanship, but that didn’t only mean her hands were strong—her waist and legs were powerful as well.

This was the most basic and foundational element of swordplay, and as a sword immortal, she used it flawlessly.

Qin Ximo flipped Cao Xueyan over with crisp ease, pinning her beneath her waist.

With her lower body injured, Cao Xueyan could only struggle weakly with her upper half.

Qin Ximo first seized her favorite tail, and before burying her face into the fur, that cold, aloof expression had already completely collapsed—replaced by the foolish, infatuated look no one would ever believe belonged to a sword fairy.

The fox ears atop Cao Xueyan’s head trembled anxiously.

She worried Qin Ximo might inhale fox fur up her nose.

She didn’t even know if her tail shed hair.

But more than that—what troubled her most was the hot breath brushing against her tail.

Because… tails were sensitive.

Three tails at once? Even worse.

But she couldn’t resist Qin Ximo, just like how she couldn’t resist Xiao Menglan back then.

What came next… was exactly what everyone would expect and enjoy.

Several hours later, the dazed, overwhelmed Cao Xueyan was startled awake by a sudden notification.

The teleportation array seemed to have been successful for some time.

They must have already left the cave, though she didn’t know where they were now.

But leaving was enough.

With Qin Ximo beside her—an esteemed Nascent Soul cultivator—who would dare harm her?

Cao Xueyan’s whole body hurt.

Qin Ximo had tried to be gentle, but once emotions ran deep… who could truly control themselves?

More importantly, a Nascent Soul cultivator’s primal yin was far greater than before—several times greater.

Absorbing it left Cao Xueyan completely exhausted.

【Simulation count exhausted. Preparing to exit real simulation. Host, please be ready.】

What!?

Cao Xueyan’s heart skipped.

Had so much time passed already?

A whole day?

Luckily, through the cabin window she saw the dark night sky—gone was the strange scene of sun and moon together.

Now, a single round moon glowed softly in drifting clouds, looking unusually soothing.

Since they had already left the cave, she no longer needed to worry about Qin Ximo.

This simulation was, in its own way, complete.

Cao Xueyan looked at Qin Ximo sitting beside the bed, watching her.

The icy mountain had melted.

For a moment, Cao Xueyan saw a hint of Xiao Menglan in her.

“You slept for quite a long time.” Qin Ximo said.

As the culprit, she looked far too relaxed.

Cao Xueyan didn’t respond.

She was agonizing over what would happen once the simulation ended.

Qin Ximo sensed something off with her little fox and asked:

“What’s wrong? Are you hurt anywhere…?”

“I’m leaving,” Cao Xueyan whispered suddenly.

Qin Ximo froze.

“So suddenly? You don’t want to return with me, I understand—but at least allow me to escort you.”

“No need.” Cao Xueyan steeled her heart.

Her voice turned firm. “Where I’m going… you can’t follow.”

“Why? Where are you going?

Didn’t we agree that once we left the cave, you would settle in the market town beneath the Qingyun Sword Sect?”

A sense of dread surged through Qin Ximo’s heart.

As if… the little fox before her was about to leave her forever.

“Qin Ximo.”

For the first time, Cao Xueyan called her by her full name.

Her gaze held unspeakable complexity, but her smile contained no regret.

“To be able to see you again under this sky…

I am truly happy.”

What did that mean?

Qin Ximo opened her mouth to question her—but it was too late.

The girl left her nothing.

Not even a final kiss.

Before her eyes, the girl’s body turned translucent, rippling like water—

then disappeared, like a mirage.

“Wait—!”

Qin Ximo reached out desperately, but touched nothing.

Only the faint warmth and fragrance on the bed remained, proving that a girl named Shen Yuemian had been here moments ago.

Boom!

The cabin door slammed open.

Outside, Lu Yunyun jolted awake, blinking as Qin Ximo stormed out.

She forced a tired smile.

“Fairy Qin, we’ve now left the cave.

The heavenly oath should be taking effect.

And you of all people should know what happens if it’s violated.”

“Rest easy. I don’t intend to harm you.”

Qin Ximo said, cold and sharp.

“I only want to ask you something.”

“A–as long as I know, I will tell.”

Lu Yunyun had slight guesses in her heart, but maintained a calm expression.

“Where is Shen Yuemian now?”

Lu Yunyun showed confusion.

“Yue’er? She… wasn’t she just accompanying Fairy Qin in the cabin?”

“You can keep pretending.”

Qin Ximo’s gaze sharpened.

“But for the next two hundred years, you will be spending your life in the Qingyun Sword Sect’s Lingyun Sword Prison.

It is where we punish wrongdoers—and where we imprison our sect’s mortal enemies.

I doubt you’d enjoy the experience.”

Lu Yunyun spread her hands.

“I’ve heard of the Sword Prison.

Even we demon cultivators fear that place.

But even so—regarding Shen Yuemian, I truly know nothing.”

Qin Ximo frowned.

“Don’t joke with me.

She was with you all along—your attendant.”

“I don’t recall ever having a maid with a Qingqiu fox bloodline.

Qin Ximo, perhaps you should think more carefully.

Your little fox…

Was she really named Shen Yuemian?”

“Meaning—does a person named Shen Yuemian even exist in this world?”

“Did I… return?”

Cao Xueyan opened her eyes.

She was back in the secluded chamber where she had gone into closed-door cultivation.

Barely ten days had passed.

For a cultivator, that was practically nothing.

Feeling stiffness, she circulated her cultivation technique and let spiritual power flow through her body, quickly easing the discomfort.

【Real simulation ended】

【Evaluation: You successfully saved Qin Ximo from her predetermined fate and helped her break through to the Nascent Soul stage, greatly altering the future. In the process, you gained Qin Ximo’s affection—and even developed a romantic relationship with her. Congratulations. You are now officially a woman with one foot on two boats. Please continue working hard—strive for the day you get both sisters on the bed together.】

【Reward: 1500 cultivation points】

【Because you have formed a true bond with Qin Ximo, the simulator has unlocked a new module. Please check for updates.】

【Note: The next time you initiate a real simulation, you may continue using the identity “Shen Yuemian” and deploy yourself to a designated target. You may also spend an extra 100 simulation counts to create a completely new character. May the host ascend swiftly!】