Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

The morning after Tushan Jing Ci's birthday.

Just as Xiao Mo awoke, a maid came to the kitchen courtyard and led him to a new residence.

"From now on, you will live here. It is less than a fifteen-minute walk from the Young Miss's residence. In a few days, she will be leaving for Cold Mountain Academy, and you will accompany her as her Scholar's Attendant."

"Over the next few days, you will learn some of the etiquette and general knowledge required for Cold Mountain Academy."

"At Cold Mountain Academy, you will encounter many students from noble families. You must not break the rules, and you certainly must not embarrass the Young Miss. Understand?"

The maid instructed Xiao Mo, her expression holding a trace of disdain.

In truth, the maid couldn't fathom why the Lady would allow a lowly human to serve as the Young Miss's Scholar's Attendant.

'The Young Miss is of such noble birth. What right does this man have to accompany her?'

"Rest assured, miss, I understand," Xiao Mo replied, bowing with his hands clasped.

"As long as you know."

The maid gave Xiao Mo one last look, said no more, and turned to leave.

Standing in the courtyard, Xiao Mo sized up the residence where he would now be living.

The residence wasn't large, but it wasn't too small, either.

A faint fragrance lingered in the air.

Xiao Mo guessed it had previously been a maid's quarters, now given to him to live in.

Moreover, any maid who could live in such a residence must have held a high position among the other maids.

'Is Lady Tushan being a little too good to me?'

The more he looked at the residence, the more suspicious Xiao Mo became.

'Forget it. I won't waste time on useless thoughts. I should just do my job. Perhaps Lady Tushan simply recognized my talent and wants to win my loyalty.'

Xiao Mo shook his head, pushing these thoughts aside.

'After all, I have nothing. Even if she does have ulterior motives, what could she possibly want from me?'

'Regardless, I should focus on my cultivation and raising my Realm first and foremost.'

'In this world, only with sufficient strength does one have the right to speak. It's the only way to live a better life in the Demon Race's World.'

Composing himself, Xiao Mo took out the *Great Dream of Yellow Millet* and resumed his cultivation.

After a night's rest, Xiao Mo felt his mental state was much improved.

Compared to his speed reading the *Great Dream of Yellow Millet* on the first day, Xiao Mo's current pace was as slow as a crawling turtle.

But at least he was making progress.

Whenever he read to a point where he simply couldn't continue, he would start over from the beginning, rereading the first ten pages.

Each time he reread them, he would enter a state of Entering the Dao, falling into an extremely relaxing dream that brought him close to nature.

When he awoke, he could feel his cultivation had progressed.

「Three days passed in the blink of an eye.」

During those three days, Tushan Jing Ci came to play with Xiao Mo every day, though her visits were always brief.

And as soon as she arrived at Xiao Mo's residence, she would start pouring out her woes to him.

All traces of her previous cheerfulness were gone.

She had heard her mother say that after her birthday, she would be allowed to leave the estate to play.

But because she was about to leave for the academy, she first had to learn proper etiquette, so she had to attend lessons at the estate every day.

Even her daily visits to Xiao Mo were moments she managed to snatch from her busy schedule.

However, despite her verbal complaints, Tushan Jing Ci was still very serious about learning the rules of etiquette.

And deep down, the little girl was also very excited.

She had heard that there were many other children her age at the academy.

'Once we get to the academy, Xiao Mo and I can make so many more friends!'

Besides, her mother had said that once she went to the academy, she couldn't always be by her side.

'Without her mother's supervision, wouldn't that mean she could be carefree and play however she wanted?'

So, compared to the happy life that awaited her, Tushan Jing Ci felt that enduring a little hardship now was no problem at all.

「Two more days passed.」

Finally, the day to leave for the academy arrived.

Lady Tushan piloted a flying ship, taking Tushan Jing Ci and Xiao Mo to Cold Mountain Academy.

Over the past few days, Xiao Mo had also learned some things about Cold Mountain Academy.

Cold Mountain Academy was the only academy in the Demon Race's World.

With a history of just six hundred years, it was considered remarkably young.

Furthermore, when Cold Mountain Academy was first established, it faced immense opposition.

For while the academy taught some paths of cultivation, its primary focus was on the Confucian scholarship of the World of Ten Thousand Laws.

And in the eyes of most of the Demon Race, being born as Demons, they had absolutely no need to study the so-called Confucianism of the World of Ten Thousand Laws.

It wasn't just Confucianism. In the minds of these Demons, all such academic pursuits were nothing but stuffy, pedantic nonsense.

After all, the Demon Race were enemies of the Human Race, so to now study the scholarship of the World of Ten Thousand Laws... if that wasn't a joke, what was?

Humans should act like humans, and Demons must embrace their demonic nature!

But in the end, as the gap between the World of Ten Thousand Laws and the Demon Race's World grew ever wider, the Demon Race's World suffered another crushing defeat in the second Human-Demon War.

These two defeats at the hands of the World of Ten Thousand Laws forced the Demon Race's World into a period of deep reflection.

Many among the Demon Race began to ponder the reasons for their defeat.

Many came to believe it was because the Demon Race's World was too fragmented, with no sense of culture or enlightenment, which was why it had failed to progress for so many years....