Chapter 358:

A silent corridor.

On the left, rooms connected one after another.

On the right, sunlight streamed in.

That golden light turned into tiny glowing particles fluttering on her lashes, illuminating her blinking eyes and the strands of hair scattered across her forehead.

When the wind blew, the potted plants placed in the corridor rustled.

Leaves brushed against one another, producing a chorus of soft swishing sounds.

In Sylvia’s clear, transparent eyes, Xu Xi’s face was reflected with crystal clarity.

That deep emerald green seemed to freeze time in this single moment.

“I understand now, Master Sorcerer.”

Thanks to Xu Xi’s gentle guidance, the warrior girl had regained her usual vitality.

Her delicate features were now accompanied by a confident and lovely smile.

Xu Xi and Sylvia walked side by side through the brightly lit hallway, heading together to the tower’s central core to check on the Sorcerer Tower’s systems.

White stone columns supported the corridor, sliding past them one by one with each step forward.

“Master Sorcerer, have you ever thought about what you’ll do after we reach the new world?” Sylvia asked as she walked, her tone filled with curiosity, clearly caring about his thoughts.

“About that…”

“I haven’t really decided yet.”

It was natural he hadn’t. From the beginning, Xu Xi never believed he would survive this long.

He paused in thought, then gave a vague answer.

“Maybe, when we really get there, I’ll know what to do.”

“I see… So Master Sorcerer hasn’t decided yet,” Sylvia responded thoughtfully.

Xu Xi turned to ask, “What about you, Sylvia? Have you decided?”

“Yes, Master Sorcerer,” Sylvia replied, her expression becoming slightly more serious as she listed out her plans for the future.

She planned to stay by Xu Xi’s side.

To continue serving as his knight and companion.

In an entirely unfamiliar new world, she would protect his safety, ensuring the people in the tower could live peaceful lives.

She wanted to witness the landscapes of the new world with him.

To understand its cultures with him.

To explore its unknown future with him.

Sylvia painted a picture of the future.

In all of those futures, there was curiosity, anxiety, and hope.

And Xu Xi was always part of them.

More accurately, in the future she imagined, Xu Xi was indispensable.

“That sounds wonderful, Sylvia.”

Xu Xi’s voice was soft, as if it might be carried away by the breeze. It carried with it his blessing.

“I think your plan is beautiful.”

The moment he affirmed her, Sylvia’s mood brightened.

Her radiant joy shone clearly through those gem-like green eyes.

[You walk through the tower with the warrior girl.]

[You’re surprised to learn that she has long planned out what she wants to do after leaving the Sorcerer World.]

[Her future is all about you.]

[And yet, you have no future.]

[You gently stroke her hair, glance toward the blooming garden, and whisper in your heart:]

[“I’m sorry, Sylvia… I’m going to let you down.”]

[Only you know this thought.]

[As you walk through the Sorcerer Tower’s halls, you recall every moment of meeting Sylvia—starting from the second year of the simulation, and the long journey since then.]

[Dozens of years of memories. Dozens of years together.]

[They’ve become a weight that cannot be ignored.]

[It’s a grand epic of Sylvia Crowfield’s growth that you witnessed with your own eyes.]

[You believe her story should continue, not end here. You’re ready to burn yourself out to give Sylvia and the others one last chance at life.]

[This is a miracle only you can create.]

[Time continues to pass. The modification of the Sorcerer Tower nears perfection. You begin the final touches.]

Cross-planar travel is not a simple matter.

Not only does it require modifying the Sorcerer Tower to tear through space and cross the void, but also demands that many unfinished matters be properly handled.

After all, this departure from the Sorcerer World means a permanent farewell.

The extraordinary materials and unique resources of the Sorcerer World would no longer be obtainable.

So, Xu Xi began piloting the Salvation Tower across the world at high speed, to avoid missing the ruins of high-tier Sorcerer Towers, or rare and valuable supernatural resources with special effects.

During these swift flights, Xu Xi returned to an old, familiar place.

The White Crow Tower, once a Four-Ring Sorcerer Tower, later managed by a Three-Ring Sorcerer.

After decades, the tower had become nothing but dust, overrun by endless undead alongside the fallen Kingdom of Aoka.

Xu Xi silently stared at the ruin, finally letting out a soft sigh.

Then he activated all the offensive spells of the Sorcerer Tower and purged the land below—both to collect soul fire and to avenge those he once knew.

After that, he directed the tower to the Crowfield Territory.

Perhaps because this land had long been uninhabited, it remained nearly untouched—unlike the devastation seen in the Kingdom of Aoka.

“Sylvia, do you want to go down and take a look?”

“Yes, Master Sorcerer…”

The decayed Crowfield estate.

The weathered gravestones of her parents.

The empty, ruined village.

Sylvia’s emotions were turbulent, her soul fire visibly flickering.

She couldn’t take another step—only by holding Xu Xi’s hand could she summon the strength to move forward, nervously returning to the Crowfield homeland.

Strangely, once she truly set foot on that land, the warrior girl found her courage.

“Father… Mother…”

“I’ve come to see you…”

She no longer cowered in solitude.

No longer needed to lean against her parents’ gravestones.

This time, she softly expressed her longing for them with gentle words.

“Master Sorcerer, may I ask a favor?” Sylvia rarely made such requests.

She wanted Xu Xi to cast the Flesh Regeneration spell for her.

“Of course, Sylvia.”

And so, her pale bones were filled with flesh once more.

Her incomplete face became whole again.

In a dying world, those eyes regained their former brightness.

Like gemstones—clear and translucent.

Like jade—gentle and radiant.

And behind them shimmered a faint mist of tears.

“Father, Mother… I’m doing really well now…”

“You don’t need to worry about me anymore…”

“Master Sorcerer is a good person. He’s always helped me…”

Sylvia softly recounted the past, bent forward, and placed two bouquets of pure white flowers before the gravestones.

With the look her parents knew best.

With the heart of their daughter.

She offered her final farewell.

Her departed parents had long since entered the cycle of reincarnation.

Sylvia, too, was about to journey to a new world.

There would be no more chances to mourn them again.

Though she could bring the gravestones with her, that was only an illusion.

Sylvia knew the dead were gone and would not return.

She couldn’t allow herself to sink into grief and forget the meaning of being alive.

That would be the greatest disrespect to those who had passed.

“Whoosh—!!”

A gentle breeze brushed against Sylvia’s cheeks.

Like a hand offering comfort.

The wind pushed her softly forward, back to Xu Xi’s side, and then slowly faded away.