Starting with magical girls, I'll reign supreme for eternity.

[The red needle struck 140,000 times.]

Jiang Si's heart stirred. As expected of the Spring and Autumn Cicada, the Resurrection Gu was indeed not to be underestimated.

[Flamingo, 220,000 times.]

"Who is this?"

"From Hulin City, the one who imprisoned An Shiyu for experiments and raised the disaster beast like a baby."

Jiang thought for a long time but couldn't remember, only feeling that people from any remote corner of the world could destroy it.

[Emperor of the Cursed Realm, half a time.]

"Ok?"

The little black dragon and the emperor inside Jiang Si's body suddenly became restless. "What does 'half a time' mean?"

"It means that the curse of the Cursed Realm could have spread and devoured the whole world. In the most successful instance, the Emperor self-destructed and took away all the curses. In the other cycles, the Emperor suppressed the curses until the very end each time."

"As expected of my mom!" Little Black Dragon said with pride.

The emperor could only smile wryly, feeling a mix of emotions upon hearing that the cursed realm had almost destroyed the world.

However, Xilan didn't care about any of that. She immediately waved her hand and shouted excitedly, "I won too!"

[Black Dragon, 770,000 times.]

The little black dragon was stunned for a moment. "Me?"

"After all, it's an S-class calamity beast," the Emperor said with a smile. "We can't destroy the world now."

"Of course, my mom's still alive, how could I bear to..."

[The Land of Mirrors, 1,940,000 times.]

"This number is understandable..."

[Lu Ya, the first witch of Chongxu, three million times.]

The emperor and the little black dragon immediately fell silent.

Jiang Si nodded, offering only a single compliment: "As expected of Fellow Daoist Lu Ya."

However, everyone has pretty much figured it out: the so-called final enemy is really nothing special. Any Tom, Dick, or Harry might get lucky and become the final enemy in the tens of millions of chances.

The truly powerful are those who become the final enemy more and more often.

Just like college entrance exam scores, the higher the score, the stronger you are.

[Weaving World Guest, 16.4 million times.]

Jiang Si frowned. "A weaving expert?"

“Or, say a name you’re more familiar with.” Black Coco tilted her head. “Dream Incubator, become the enemy of the end, and destroy the world 16.4 million times.”

west Lan immediately raised her hand. "Ah, I recognize this one. Weaver of the Realm. My S-rank calamity beast remains were delivered by a guy who called himself Weaver of the Realm."

Black Coco was stunned. "Huh? They've moved so quickly? Oh no, we need to speed up the cleanup..."

Jiang Si frowned: "The Dream Incubator, isn't the Accordion the only one left?"

How does that person become the final enemy?

"Who told you that the Dream Incubators only have the organ left?"

Black Cocoa suddenly said mysteriously, "Do you know the truth about the new world? About the nature of this world..."

"Pinduoduo World"

"Uh, Shion even told you this?"

"I saw it myself."

"Okay." Feeling a bit embarrassed, Black Coco continued sullenly, "Yes, the new world is pieced together from more than a hundred incomplete worlds. Dream Incubators, World Weavers, World Weavers—why do you think they wove such a world? Actually, it's because that's how everyone can survive!"

Originally, Hei Keke wanted to gradually uncover the secret by asking questions, but seeing Jiang Si raise her hand to slap her, she became more and more anxious and didn't dare to wait for Jiang Si's answer!

"Stop talking nonsense."

Seeing that Jiang Si had calmed down, Hei Keke breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

"Fun fact: In the initial cycle of reincarnation, the new world was complete!"

"Later, the new world gradually collapsed during the cycle of reincarnation. The more the new world collapsed with each reincarnation, the more the Weaver and the others pieced together their own worlds that were heading towards death to maintain the existence of the new world."

"Now, they are going to take back their world!"

Jiang Si nodded with a serious expression, then suddenly asked, "Wait, is your simulator stream really over just like that?"

"Is now the time to ask that?"

……

South China, by a lake.

The clear sword energy, accompanied by a crisp and melodious dragon's roar, exploded into brilliant splashes on the lake surface.

Bai Mei slowly sheathed her sword and sat on the side of the boat, gazing at the calamity beast that had sunk to the bottom of the lake, feeling slightly pleased.

He picked up a pot of wine and took a big sip.

Lake, sword, boat, wine.

With the imagery complete, Bai Mei felt her sword intent gradually improving.

However, even the sharpest sword intent could not sever the slightly tipsy pleasure. Swaying gently by the bedside, Bai Mei plopped down.

Half of his body leaned against the boat, supporting himself on one side, and he enjoyed the moonlight with his mind.

Nothing much to do today, so I'll admire the moon, slay demons, get drunk, and recite poetry.

She shook the gourd she had made, and the fruit beer inside gurgled. After taking another sip, she became interested and, as she swayed on the boat, swung her sword again.

"Fully loaded, a boat full of autumn colors."

The sword's aura was chilling, and the cold air was rampant.

"Suddenly, a burst of sword light stretches for ten miles!"

After reciting the poem, she felt that her literary talent, swordsmanship, and righteous spirit were intertwined.

The lake water, tinged by the sword energy, also became clear and sharp.

It flows upwards.

It was as if the lake itself was the sky, with the fine water surging up like a torrential downpour, disappearing into the night sky!

Slumped drunkenly by the side of the boat, with half her hand sticking out of the water, Bai Mei reached out and touched the lake's surface with her fingertips.

He felt he was only one step away from becoming a sword immortal, and that he could reach out and scoop up the crescent moon from the sky.

Ever since she tried fruit beer last time, Bai Mei has been hooked and takes every opportunity to enjoy it when the sect leader is away.

Now, having acquired a wine gourd and specially paired it with various imagery, he intends to follow the path of a wine-wielding swordsman.

Pluck the Dao Fruit of the Drunken Sword Immortal...

Blackberry and the other magical girls from South China, who were some distance away, came over to take a look when they heard the commotion.

Upon discovering it was Bai Mei again, they all shook their heads and turned to leave.

After all, this chief disciple of the Qingyun Sect has been acting crazy in South China for quite some time now...

When drunk, they tend to unleash sword energy recklessly, but the advantage is that they are less likely to go on a drunken rampage, and as long as you don't get close, you're safe.

The dewdrops that had been poured into the lake suddenly began to fall, splashing onto the lake surface with a tinkling sound.

"Senior sister, you've been secretly drinking behind the sect leader's back again."

Although her eyes were closed, Bai Mei seemed to have regained some consciousness, judging from her expression. She tilted her head slightly and asked, "Tiana?"

"it's me."

With a creak, someone stepped onto the boat; the heavy sound indicated that the person was quite large.

"Have you gained weight again?"

"No way!" Tiana retorted immediately. "It's voluptuous, voluptuous! Humph, blonde hair, blue eyes, and big breasts, didn't Qinghua tell you that?"

"There's no need to look so perfect."

"That's just how my bloodline is, there's nothing I can do about it."

Tiana has the best figure among the Seven True Ones.

Yawning, Bai Mei took another sip of wine, trying to regain her focus and continue nurturing her sword heart and sword intent. "Didn't the sect leader send you to break through the Void?"

"Chongxu is now under the management of Jiegeng and Qianzhencao. Recently, Qianzhencao's Harry Potter branch has opened, so it should be stable now. Anyway, you know her temper, so I don't need to help her."

Have you ever beaten Thousand Needle Grass?

Upon hearing Senior Sister Bai Mei's question, Tiana paused, "Why are you asking this?"

"I'm just curious. Thousand Needle Grass loves to challenge people everywhere. You live relatively close to her, so she must have challenged you quite a few times."

"She can't find me."

"You lose."

"How could that be? If you want to challenge me, you have to find me first to win!"

"According to the sect leader's rules, you lose."

Tiana, who had been so self-righteous, suddenly fell silent.

The boat drifted on the lake. Tiana grabbed Senior Sister Bai Mei's wine gourd and took a big gulp. "Okay, I really can't beat them. I was the weakest of the Seven True Disciples to begin with."

"People generally refer to Si Liuye as the true inheritor of civil service."

"Ah, if I could, I would also like to be a civil servant disciple, but, just like the sect leader said, if you stay in the underworld for too long, you really become a dog, your courage grows smaller and smaller, and you have less and less real combat experience. The great battle of disciples will be coming soon. Senior sister, do you think I can still keep my position as a disciple?"

"Disaster."

"Right?"

Tiana sighed, "I know it's difficult. Having to be fully prepared for everything means I don't feel any psychological burden each time, because every move is 100% certain. I don't want to take risks, but without the terror of facing death, I hesitate and gradually fall behind..."

As he was talking, he took two more sips.