For more than half a year, Ji Xiaoxiao never slacked off in her martial arts training. It was as if she were fulfilling a quota assigned by the organization, working diligently and conscientiously. As the saying goes, "A scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days' absence." With time, Ji Xiaoxiao's understanding of the "White Lotus Sacred Technique" became more thorough, and her cultivation level rose to a new level, incomparable to what it was before.
That's true. One wrong step can lead to eternal regret, and by the time you look back, a hundred years have passed.
Having suffered greatly at the hands of demons and monsters, losing both his wife and his army, enduring seven days and seven nights of life-or-death escape, and living a year of raw meat and blood in the primeval forest—these etched failures and painful experiences would never allow Ji Xiaoxiao to treat others with the same disdain again.
"No need to hide anymore, I know where you are. Are you going to come out on your own, or do you want me to condescend to invite you here personally? I'll give you the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to think it over. Remember to think it over carefully, because I don't have any medicine for regret." Ji Xiaoxiao stood with her hands behind her back. After more than half a year of civil and military officials bowing down to her, she had developed quite a bit of the aura of a superior.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes... four and a half minutes later, a tall and graceful figure "shyly" emerged from behind the big red pillar.
"Seventh Prince Li Yihui, is that you?" Ji Xiaoxiao's senses were far more acute than ordinary people. She sensed someone coming, but she couldn't guess which bold and skilled person it was.
Li Yihui, dressed in a thin white robe, looked ethereal in the cold wind, but he uttered nonsensical ramblings, "Lotus, you're getting more and more amazing."
Ji Xiaoxiao could never forget the mission with the White Lotus. After all, the "White Lotus Holy Decree" had become an indispensable companion as she traveled between different worlds. Now that she was invincible and undefeated, Ji Xiaoxiao truly had to thank the "White Lotus Holy Decree" as her cheat code.
Crossing into the world of innocent beauties should be a secret known only to heaven, earth, the adults, and oneself. However, Li Yihui, whom she had never met before, immediately cut to the chase, directly stating Ji Xiaoxiao's former name. Ji Xiaoxiao's breath hitched, and a sharp killing intent surged forth.
"You're not Li Yihui. Tell me, who are you?" If the answer isn't satisfactory, Ji Xiaoxiao wouldn't mind letting Li Yihui experience the ten most cruel tortures.
Li Yihui paused, his handsome face devoid of any smile. "Lotus, have you forgotten me?"
"Who are you? State your name. Don't try to get on my good side. I don't remember ever having an improper relationship with you," Ji Xiaoxiao said, somewhat exasperated.
Something's not right. It's like a big net full of holes.
Ji Xiaoxiao was cautious and careful, not daring to be careless in the slightest, and retreated subtly. The person impersonating the Seventh Prince Li Yihui seemed harmless, gentle, and humble; even a little child could easily knock this innocent-looking boy down with one hand. Thinking about it carefully, the invisible prince, who was powerless, was able to bypass tens of thousands of imperial guards, which showed that he was extraordinary.
"Lotus, I love you. I followed in your footsteps, traversing countless unfamiliar worlds. How could you forget me?" Li Yihui looked sorrowful and resentful, holding a broken heart that had not been accepted by his lover. Overwhelmed with grief, tears welled up in his eyes.
Ji Xiaoxiao had no time to pity the delicate flower. Seeing that Li Yihui's answer was completely nonsensical, she was filled with rage and rushed towards him. Her inner strength surged, and she drew her sword with one hand, aiming precisely at Li Yihui's vulnerable nape.
Li Yihui's legs went weak, and he dodged Ji Xiaoxiao's attack by bending over at a ninety-degree angle. Ji Xiaoxiao persisted, undeterred, and turned to unleash another deadly move. Li Yihui, though lacking in internal energy, possessed a wide variety of techniques, which he used flexibly. The top martial arts master, Ji Xiaoxiao, couldn't gain the slightest advantage against Li Yihui.
After a while, both Ji Xiaoxiao and Li Yihui were covered in sweat. Ji Xiaoxiao, running back and forth across the country, was especially exhausted and panting heavily. After resting for a while, Ji Xiaoxiao's brows were furrowed, her doubts still unresolved. After thinking it over, she relaxed.
"I'll ask you one more time, who exactly are you?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked, panting heavily.
Li Yihui hesitated, and Ji Xiaoxiao waited and waited, but her patience wore thin. She shouted, "Guards! Someone has trespassed into the palace! Seize the thief immediately!"
A gentleman is open and honest, while a petty person is always anxious and worried. Ji Xiaoxiao never considered herself an upright and courageous gentleman. Since she couldn't defeat Li Yihui by herself, she refused to believe that with a massive army and her unparalleled martial arts skills, Li Yihui could escape from the encirclement.
"Wait, I said, stop yelling." Upon hearing this, Li Yihui panicked and hurriedly spoke up to stop Ji Xiaoxiao's deafening screams.
Li Yihui was playing tricks on Ji Xiaoxiao, but he still had some self-awareness. This body was born weak and sickly, and over the years the original owner had not paid attention to maintenance and exercise. When Li Yihui opened his eyes and woke up, he was handed over such a broken and unusable body.
His body was battered and bruised, and being a newcomer, he hadn't bothered to cultivate before rushing to claim his family after hearing about Fu Qipan's major event. His lack of internal strength was a constant problem, and his battle with Ji Xiaoxiao was far from as easy as it appeared.
Ji Xiaoxiao possessed profound internal strength, while Li Yihui excelled in the flexible application of his techniques; the two were evenly matched, neither able to gain the upper hand. However, with the participation of the imperial guards, the battle would become a one-sided and disastrous affair for Li Yihui.
It must be said that Li Yihui, who has no children, felt the same frustration and disappointment he felt at this moment, as he had worked so hard as a father and mother for many years, only to have his children disappoint him.
My name is...
Li Yihui hesitated before speaking, but then faltered at the crucial moment. Demons and monsters appeared out of nowhere, and the four attacked Li Yihui with deadly moves. By the time Ji Xiaoxiao reacted, Li Yihui was decapitated in a flash.
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