The secluded valley is remote and hard to find.

After a great battle, the birdsong, fragrant flowers, and soaring birdsong were gone, replaced by charred craters everywhere.

Zhao Batian stood tall and unmoving, as steady as Mount Tai. The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and the lightning flashed briefly before bright rays of sunlight fell into the valley, dispelling the last trace of darkness and oppression.

"A woman is still a woman," Zhao Batian murmured to himself.

The deep, vast black hole seemed bottomless, and within a radius of several meters, not a blade of grass or any living creature could be seen. The howling wind was chilling, and the resentment of the dead, their eyes wide open, had turned them into demons. An upside-down cone, surrounded by withered, scorched earth, buried a formidable enemy that made Zhao Batian's blood boil.

Zhao Batian turned and left; the grass, trees, and vines concealed the damage.

"Where am I?" It was pitch black all around, and no matter how hard Ji Xiaoxiao tried, being unable to see was the best course of action.

Humans are truly wondrous creatures. In order to survive, they readily curry favor with the powerful, feign virtue at any time, and are willing to do anything—even exchange their own children for food, or lay down their weapons and relinquish all their wealth and glory. Intelligence, resilience, ruthlessness, and a hard heart are essential qualities for those seeking survival, whether it be becoming monks, traveling, murdering, or arson, and Ji Xiaoxiao is no exception.

With her eyesight failing and feeling as if she were buried underground, Ji Xiaoxiao didn't immediately scream and scream. She adjusted her breathing, calmed her emotions, and ruthlessly severed any unnecessary feelings. When she moved again, Ji Xiaoxiao followed her instincts, parting the vines, flowers, and soil directly above her head.

The brilliance of seeing the light of day again was dazzling; my eyes narrowed into slits, and the corners of my mouth turned up in a smile. I was overjoyed that I hadn't died.

He lay comfortably on the ground, neatly nestled among the grass and flowers, a sly smile playing on his lips, a hint of lewdness and sleazy in his cheerful demeanor, making one want to throw a shoe at him.

Zhao Batian's wall of fire blocked Ji Xiaoxiao's escape route, and the massive explosion caused by the falling fireball meant Ji Xiaoxiao didn't think she had any chance of survival. If it weren't for the golden protective light that suddenly appeared around her as she was on the verge of death, Ji Xiaoxiao would have been reduced to ashes long ago.

A hero who acts bravely for a just cause may be an adult who has a change of heart.

Ji Xiaoxiao felt indignant. If Zhao Batian hadn't had divine intervention, he would just be a corpse waiting to be devoured by insects right now. Otherwise, how could he have turned defeat into victory? After thinking it over, she realized that jealousy and resentment were useless. Ji Xiaoxiao resolved to cultivate a good relationship with her boss. With powerful backing, Ji Xiaoxiao refused to believe she couldn't deal with this little bitch.

Putting aside flattery and sycophancy towards the lord, Ji Xiaoxiao knew she was still alive and well, so she couldn't ignore Zhao Batian's matter. Reflecting on her past actions, Ji Xiaoxiao realized that by constantly opposing Zhao Batian, she had not only gained nothing but also found herself imprisoned and in grave danger.

A mountain range appears differently depending on the angle and distance; if blocking doesn't work, then let's try to dredge it!

Ji Xiaoxiao decided this time she would no longer steal Zhao Batian's opportunities or use any shameless and insidious means to prevent him from dominating the world. Even his true loves, Ji Xiaoxiao would simply observe from the sidelines and let them develop as they pleased. Slightly different, she believed that like-minded women should be friends.

After gazing at the starry sky, Ji Xiaoxiao fell asleep.

The plan will take time to implement—two years from now.

Regardless of Zhao Batian's expression upon seeing the living Ji Xiaoxiao, or what measures he took to remedy the situation, in the two years that were neither long nor short, Zhao Batian gathered the legendary Seven Fairies without firing a single shot.

Ji Xiaoxiao, as one of the best friends among the six of the Seven Fairies, couldn't help but marvel at Zhao Batian's incredible luck. Damn it, money was raining down from the sky, all the handsome men in the world were dying, and all the beautiful women were going crazy, crying and begging me to date them—and all these good things happened to Zhao Batian alone.

As an observer, Ji Xiaoxiao witnessed it firsthand. The second male leads, usually quite intelligent, suddenly became less so when vying for power with the protagonist, Zhao Batian. They resorted to unorthodox tactics, only to court disaster, each losing everything in the process. All sorts of women, regardless of appearance, status, wealth, or marital affiliation, flocked to him like ants to a carrion. Zhao Batian, however, was magnanimous, accepting all comers without hesitation.

Aside from the seven fairies known to Ji Xiaoxiao, Zhao Batian had an increasing number of other women, drawn from all walks of life and various sectors. Relying on the power and influence of these women, the gigolo Zhao Batian rose rapidly to power, becoming unstoppable.

In his previous life, Zhao Batian was similar, relying on women to conquer the world and carve out his own territory. Zhao Batian was handsome, young, promising, and exceptionally capable, possessing even miraculous powers. He was tender and affectionate when in love, and always ready to save the day in times of crisis. Even heroes have their weaknesses, for he was overcome by love for his women. Such a virtuous man attracted countless women to risk their lives for him.

Zhao Batian possessed boundless charm, yet he cautiously spent ten years before openly revealing his existence and relationship with the Seventh Fairy. Whether it was resentment or hatred, they had grown up together over those ten years, their bond deep and inseparable. Zhao Batian's power was unfathomable; a stomp of his foot could shake the entire world. Alas, the Seventh Fairy could only swallow her bitterness.

Almost there, we'll be there soon.

"Xiaohua, come and help me take a look, what do you think of this outfit?" Li Ling'er held up a small tiger outfit and held it up against an adorable little boy. The sales assistants standing nearby had clothes hanging in their hands and looked happy but dared not be unhappy.

Ji Xiaoxiao rubbed her head. "Ling'er, if you like these, you can buy them all. But I won't allow you to torment my little darling."

Ji Xiaoxiao picked up the little boy and touched his chubby cheeks. "Is your godmother's little darling hungry?"

The little boy nodded, and Ji Xiaoxiao glared at Li Ling'er before turning to leave the shop.

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