Chapter 57:

Overlay.

Staggered.

Intertwined.

Under Xu Xi’s watchful eye, Krisha successfully awakened, freeing herself from the chaotic state of intermittent unconsciousness.

But the problem wasn’t fully resolved.

The moment the magic circle was withdrawn or the effects of Qingshen Grass faded, the conflict between order and disorder would still drag Krisha back into her coma. Xu Xi knew the issue had to be addressed quickly while this window of clarity remained.

“Krisha, listen to your instincts. Relax and guide the forces,” Xu Xi instructed firmly.

“If you feel anything wrong, tell me immediately.”

“Yes, Master,” the witch replied obediently. Her pale face lacked its usual healthy color, yet it carried an ethereal, fragile beauty.

Guiding her mental power, she began calming the blood within her body.

With her will, she created a neutral zone between the two opposing forces, a space where fire and water could coexist.

She bridged the gap between gods and demons.

Her mind and body began to find harmony.

With Xu Xi’s guidance and the insights provided by Mortal Wisdom, Krisha painstakingly led the two forces within her to intersect.

Eventually, a balance emerged.

Xu Xi observed her closely. Her black-and-gold eyes began to settle, their chaotic energy dissipating.

Black formed the core, and gold became the ring encircling it.

The black depths resembled a sea of stars, shimmering faintly, hinting at infinite mysteries.

The golden ring radiated nobility, binding the dark core and sealing it firmly.

However, a faint gap existed between the two—imperceptible but present—preventing their complete fusion.

Despite this, the witch’s transformation and elevation were undeniable.

Her eyes, once emotionless and empty, now carried a depth that hinted at divine power. Her expression remained calm and unshaken, reminiscent of the God of Light Xu Xi had encountered before.

“Divinity…” Xu Xi murmured to himself.

“No, it’s something beyond that.”

He sighed softly. A witch who could perfectly balance disorder and order, with both a powerful body and spirit, would one day surpass even the gods.

But such a miracle would require time and development.

One day, though, her existence would astonish the entire world.

“Master… am I okay?” Krisha’s calm voice was tinged with confusion and hesitation.

She sat on the magic stone slab, looking at her hands and then at Xu Xi, her helplessness apparent. Even if she could achieve miraculous feats, the witch instinctively sought reassurance from the one she trusted most.

Her eyes, clear as mirrors, reflected Xu Xi’s figure.

“You’re okay, Krisha,” Xu Xi reassured her.

He gently held her cold hand, his warmth easing her anxiety.

“Thank you, Krisha, for enduring this. Now, let’s go home together.” Xu Xi’s voice was soft as he guided her out of the meditation room.

To him, the meditation room was not home—it was a place for study and emergencies. He wanted to bring Krisha back to the warmth and comfort of the sun, allowing her to heal from her ordeals.

“I…” Krisha started, but her words trailed off.

Instead, she silently held Xu Xi’s hand, following him closely and walking within his shadow.

“Wherever you are, that is my home,” she thought, though she never said it aloud.

…

After leaving the meditation room, Xu Xi personally prepared a sumptuous meal for Krisha. Now fully awake, the girl initially lacked much of an appetite.

However, Xu Xi’s cooking was irresistibly tempting. Before she realized it, Krisha had eaten two-thirds of the meal—a far greater portion than usual.

Confused, she stared at her empty plate. “Why am I so hungry all of a sudden?”

Observing her reaction, Xu Xi smiled knowingly.

“It seems the demon blood in your body is starting to show its effects,” he explained. “Your body is evolving and transforming, so it naturally needs more nourishment.”

He comforted her, telling her not to worry.

The fusion of demon and god bloodlines was an unprecedented path. Physical changes were only the beginning.

In the future, Krisha would undoubtedly display abilities that defied conventional understanding.

…

[You successfully saved the witch and created a miracle beyond all others.]

[You achieved balance—between order, chaos, and even the world itself.]

[You wonder what impact the witch will have on this world as she grows. Perhaps she will become someone who surpasses everything.]

[Smiling at the thought, you prepare a feast for the witch. She eats heartily, filling her stomach.]

[The next day, you examine the witch, now returned to normal.]

[To your surprise, her magical talent—already exceptional—has improved to an incredible degree. Her wisdom surpasses that of ordinary people, even reaching extraordinary levels.]

[Additionally, her once-fragile body is now stronger. Although her outward appearance remains unchanged, internally, she is no longer human. You realize you no longer need to worry about her catching colds or fevers.]

[You feel relieved and happy.]

[You had always been concerned about Krisha’s safety, fearing she wasn’t strong enough to protect herself.]

[But her newfound transformation gives you peace of mind.]

[You continue living with Krisha in Wage City, enjoying a relaxed and hopeful life. You believe that the two of you can remain in peaceful seclusion here until your strength grows even greater.]

Two years later, however, an incident involving the witch disrupts your tranquil life.

…

Simulating the thirteenth year.

Xu Xi was now 27 years old, and Krisha was 19.

Time inevitably left its mark on the body. Even with life magic and boundless vitality, Xu Xi’s face, body, and movements bore traces of age and maturity.

This was natural, as it should be.

But Krisha was different. At 19 years old, she still looked the same as she had at 17.

Her figure had grown slightly fuller from nutrition and exercise, but her body no longer aged. It had stopped at 17, forever frozen in time.

“Immortality?” Xu Xi mused.

“Or perhaps… eternal life.”

Standing in the courtyard of Wage City, Xu Xi gazed at the flowers wilting in the breeze. A sense of wonder filled him, though he wasn’t entirely surprised.

Krisha’s lifespan had always been much longer than his.

Now, it seemed her existence had stretched into infinity—an eternity far beyond human reach.