Chapter 91:

In the quiet living room, Krisha calmly explained to Xu Xi her role in accelerating the earth’s supernatural evolution.

She explained that when she first discovered the earth, it was already in the midst of a supernatural awakening. The witch’s actions merely hastened its transformation, aiming to expand the earth enough to support her physical arrival.

“Please rest assured,” Krisha said softly, summoning her wand.

The wand looked unassuming, exactly as it had been when Xu Xi first gave it to her. However, the “Gray Resurrection” now held eternal time and space within it, preserving all creatures from fragmented worlds that had become the earth’s nourishment.

Only a select few—those with special abilities or unwilling to live within the wand’s space—descended to the earth with the fragments of their magical worlds. These beings became part of the era of spiritual energy recovery, like the red dragon.

Xu Xi slumped onto the living room sofa, overwhelmed by the flood of revelations.

“Good news: my witch isn’t the mastermind,” he muttered.

“Bad news: my witch is an accomplice.”

Krisha’s involvement in creating the magical ruins that frequently appeared on earth was undeniable.

“This is…complicated,” Xu Xi sighed.

The emergence of boundary ruins had brought both chaos and incredible advancements. They accelerated human progress, uniting humanity against extraordinary disasters and fostering a new age of technological and magical development.

Diseases once thought incurable now had solutions. Stagnant civilizations found new vitality. Even immortality or divinity seemed attainable.

The extraordinary disasters of the first few years paled in comparison to the benefits humanity had gained.

Xu Xi closed his eyes and reflected. Ultimately, he decided not to interfere with Krisha’s actions.

She had ensured the survival of countless beings by integrating their worlds into the earth. Empty remnants and the corpses of fallen gods were all that joined the planet. It was a win for everyone.

“But if the earth truly becomes large enough to accommodate Krisha’s full presence one day, what would that look like?” Xu Xi mused.

He envisioned an earth transformed into the brightest star in the universe, marveling at the possibilities.

By the time he finished his tea, he felt mentally drained. The witch had shared so much in one day that Xu Xi knew it would take time to fully process.

…

“Good night, Krisha,” Xu Xi said as the day wound down.

After freshening up, he bid her goodnight and prepared to retreat to his room.

However, as he walked down the quiet corridor, he noticed Krisha following closely behind him.

The moonlight painted her silver-gray hair with a soft glow, making her movements almost ethereal.

“Krisha, aren’t you going back to your room?” Xu Xi asked, puzzled.

Krisha stopped, her hair swaying like a silver waterfall.

“I want to protect you,” she said simply. After a pause, she added, “At least for tonight, please allow me to do this.”

Xu Xi chuckled, remembering the joke he’d made earlier about relying on her for protection. He hadn’t expected her to take it so seriously.

“Krisha, thank you for your concern,” Xu Xi said with a warm smile, “but I don’t need protection. With my current strength, nothing on this earth poses a threat to me.”

“Not necessarily, Master…” Krisha replied cryptically.

Xu Xi shook his head, confident in his abilities and the protection of the Eternal Tears.

“Thank you, Krisha, but it’s really not necessary,” he insisted before entering his room.

That night, Xu Xi decided against practicing.

The revelations of the day had left him mentally exhausted. He quickly fell into a deep sleep.

…

The world outside was alive with nighttime activity. Faint noises from the city center blended with rhythmic sounds, making the night seem lonelier in contrast.

In Xu Xi’s room, the air rippled slightly, and when it stilled, Krisha was seated in a wooden chair by his bedside.

Under the moonlight, she gazed at Xu Xi’s sleeping face.

“Master…” she whispered softly.

The witch didn’t understand why she felt compelled to call out to him. She simply wanted to speak his name, over and over, as if to confirm his presence.

But Krisha hadn’t come to Xu Xi’s room out of mere sentimentality. She had a purpose.

“Brother…”

The word hung in the air, silent and invisible.

At this moment, another presence stirred in the room—a presence that shouldn’t have been there. Hidden in the shadows, she observed with trembling eyes filled with guilt and longing.

Her gaze fell on the witch, and she realized with a pang that she wasn’t alone.