"Is the weapon in your hand a semi-divine artifact?"
"What, scared now?" Ji Xiaoxiao chuckled softly. "It's too late now that you're scared."
"A thousand chains bind the heart."
As Ji Xiaoxiao finished speaking, the Dark Prisoner's Chains multiplied from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, from a hundred to a thousand, and so on to an infinite number. The onlookers were dumbfounded, only able to see the chains, like a black tide, attacking "That bitch is just being pretentious" from all directions.
“A bitch is just being pretentious,” she gritted her teeth and said, “The wedding dress of the gods.”
"The Wedding Dress of the Gods" is a divine defensive artifact capable of neutralizing physical attacks from enemies.
A demigod-level offensive weapon, unleashed at full power, collided with a divine-level defensive artifact. With a deafening roar, the powerful impact nearly sent the two people inside the beam flying.
Ji Xiaoxiao choked on the smoke and dust, and recalled the Dark Prisoner's Chains. Since physical attacks were ineffective, using the Dark Prisoner's Chains again would be a waste of effort.
"The wedding gown of the gods, such a miraculous defensive artifact, how much did you pay for it?"
Ji Xiaoxiao changed her strategy and started chatting with "A bitch is just pretentious".
"The wedding dress of the gods" is the pride of "a bitch is just being pretentious". When it comes to the wedding dress of the gods, "a bitch is just being pretentious" has a lot to say.
Blah blah blah, blah blah blah...
"Well, now you know how powerful the God's Wedding Gown is?"
"A bitch is just being pretentious," she said, puffing out her chest and bouncing her ample bosom.
"It's a very powerful defensive magic weapon, but it can't withstand the fact that its owner is an idiot."
Ji Xiaoxiao's lips moved, and golden, mysterious characters emerged.
"This is... a divine-level spell—Divine Language." The people outside were restless.
Regardless of their envy, jealousy, and hatred, Ji Xiaoxiao focused intently on using "divine language" and successfully controlled "Jianren is Just Pretentious." "The Wedding Gown of the Gods" could withstand all physical attacks; divine weapons and magic spells like thunder and fire were ineffective. However, Ji Xiaoxiao's "divine language" was an intangible and unfathomable form of incantation. As long as "Jianren is Just Pretentious" wasn't deaf, she would fall victim to the "divine language."
Give me all your equipment.
The next second, the ding-dong sound kept ringing out.
She got everything she was supposed to get, and Ji Xiaoxiao annihilated "that bitch is just being pretentious" with a single move.
The battle is over, and Ji Xiaoxiao has emerged victorious.
After winning a battle, Ji Xiaoxiao left Shenming Mountain and logged off contentedly.
"Hahaha……."
Having acquired so much weaponry for free, it's no wonder he's so easily swayed by emotions.
Ji Xiaoxiao hummed a little tune as she walked into the kitchen, cooked a delicious meal, and treated herself to a good meal.
"Knock knock knock..."
Just as the last dish was served, a knock sounded on the door.
Ji Xiaoxiao swallowed hard, realizing something was wrong.
As soon as I opened the door, a smiling face greeted me.
A young and handsome face, with a wide, innocent smile.
"Miss Luo," the young man poked his head inside, "I was just feeling hungry, so I followed the smell and came here on my own. I hope Miss Luo won't be angry with me?"
The young man blinked his eyes, like a child's starry-eyed attack.
A person should keep their word. Ji Xiaoxiao had promised to bring soup every few days; she couldn't go back on her word. Even if she wasn't planning on bringing soup forever, she should at least do it two or three times!
Thinking this, Ji Xiaoxiao invited the young man in.
The young man, without any hesitation, strode into the home of a single woman.
Ji Xiaoxiao asked the young man to sit down, then turned and went into the kitchen to get him a bowl and chopsticks.
"Please don't find this simple congee and side dishes too offensive," Ji Xiaoxiao said politely.
"Not at all, not at all." These are the young man's honest words. How could he possibly mind? When I get home, I'm going to do a folk dance to celebrate.
"That's good." Something still feels off.
Ji Xiaoxiao felt like she was chewing wax during the meal, her stomach and heart ached.
"Thank you, Miss Luo. I'll be going now."
After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, the young man left a table full of dishes for Ji Xiaoxiao to wash.
After washing the dishes, Ji Xiaoxiao sat cross-legged on the bed and began cultivating the Dao Tian.
The next morning, the sun peeked out slightly, and the dark blue clouds on the distant horizon were still drifting lazily, completely unaware that their deaths were imminent.
Ji Xiaoxiao closed her eyes, her rosy cheeks glowing and captivating.
The spiritual energy circulates through a small cycle, thirty-six times in a row, to complete a large cycle.
Slowly exhaling a breath of stale air, Ji Xiaoxiao opened her eyes.
"Finally, I've reached the Foundation Establishment stage."
Ji Xiaoxiao was genuinely happy.
Only with the protection of force can one's life be protected from being held hostage by others.
Ji Xiaoxiao washed her face, drank some porridge, and immediately logged into "Mixed-Blood Overlord".
Upon entering the game world, Ji Xiaoxiao didn't rush to attack other gods, but instead leisurely completed her daily tasks, earning insignificant experience and gold coins.
After driving the last carriage into the city and receiving the gold coins from the shopkeeper, Ji Xiaoxiao felt relieved and strolled around the city, buying a few white robes and a divine staff.
After spending some more time preparing, Ji Xiaoxiao used the teleportation array and arrived at the Dark Continent of the Demon Clan in the blink of an eye.
The Dark Continent of the Demon Race is gloomy and polluted. The violent power in the air makes the trees sparse, and the demonic beasts and low-level demons without intelligence are fierce and brutal.
Ji Xiaoxiao was dressed in a white robe, and her once black hair had been dyed silver-white. As the wind and sand blew, the silver-white strands of hair glistened and shone brightly.
Such a beautiful fairy had fallen to the mortal realm. Hungry and low-ranking demons, their mouths watering, howled and snarled as they rushed towards Ji Xiaoxiao. The demons and low-ranking demons opened their gaping maws, their scarlet tongues emitting a foul stench, their sharp teeth gleaming coldly—a truly terrifying scene.
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