Ji Xiaoxiao did not do as Wang Da'an wished. After subtly mocking Wang Da'an, she drove him out of Zhangjia Village. From then on, Wang Da'an became despondent and gave up on life.
Without Wang Da'an's occasional mediation, the conflict between Li Lanhua and Zhou Xue escalated completely. Amidst the bickering and physical altercations, Li Lanhua became paralyzed. Wang Da'an cared for Li Lanhua around the clock without complaint, leaving the entire burden of the Wang family's livelihood on Zhou Xue's shoulders. A month later, Zhou Xue couldn't take it anymore and disappeared from Wangjia Village with her son. Without Zhou Xue, Wang Da'an had to find work to make a living. Lacking physical strength to farm, and possessing a diploma but no work experience, the once-praised college graduate was reduced to petty theft. However, no matter how bad life became, Wang Da'an remained incredibly kind to Li Lanhua.
When Ji Xiaoxiao received the news from the Wang family, she smiled and continued to tirelessly refuse Zhang's mother's well-intentioned blind dates.
Sixty years later, Ji Xiaoxiao passed away amidst the tears of a crowd.
Back in the dark space, Ji Xiaoxiao was a little disoriented. She bowed and greeted the Abyss Demon Lord in the golden pillar, "Abyss Demon Lord, you... ah."
The pitch-black space went mad again.
Ji Xiaoxiao screamed and fell to the ground, staring longingly at the glittering golden pillar in front of her.
After a long period of separation and reunion, Ji Xiaoxiao felt she needed to go to the hospital to see if she had self-pollinated—that she was pregnant.
Look, they've vomited all over the floor.
"Look over there." The hand, shrouded in black mist, pointed to Ji Xiaoxiao's upper left.
The six characters "Western Taiji Emperor" were prominently displayed on a light screen.
Ji Xiaoxiao was speechless for a moment.
"Great Emperor Taiji of the West, I can no longer resist offering you everything I have." Out of sight, out of mind; the sooner I leave, the sooner I'll have peace and quiet.
"Really?" The Western Taiji Emperor was very pleased, and hastily ordered Ji Xiaoxiao to go on her next mission. "Then let's go."
"Holy Maiden, Holy Maiden, are you awake?" Ji Xiaoxiao, who was drooling all over the floor, was awakened by a woman's voice.
Not enough sleep, waking up early, and having a bad temper in bed, Ji Xiaoxiao couldn't suppress her anger. "Wake up, wake up! Am I a dead person? Can't I hear your noisy voice?"
"Holy Maiden, spare me! I didn't mean to disturb your rest. The Holy Son is looking for you." The woman knelt on the ground in fear, her heart filled with unease, but her words were fluent. "The Holy Son has something to discuss with you. Please come over for a talk."
"I'm busy. Go tell the Holy Son to find another time." From the woman's words, Ji Xiaoxiao learned more or less that the original owner of this body was a noble person, and her words carried a certain dignity and nobility.
Pretending? Anyone can do that!
"Yes." Without saying another word, the woman left, trembling. It was as if the person before her was not a noble and holy saint, but a witch from among evil spirits.
After sending the man away, Ji Xiaoxiao surveyed her surroundings. If she wasn't mistaken, it was a tent.
The tent was very large, estimated to be about 100 square meters. Inside, it was fully equipped: a mahogany chaise lounge, a tea table, teacups, and teapots that looked like works of art, and incense smoke curling from the burner, creating a pleasant and soothing atmosphere.
Ji Xiaoxiao touched her smooth chin and nodded. "Rich people, I like them."
Touching this and looking at that. After getting tired of playing, Ji Xiaoxiao lay on the chaise longue and began to receive the original owner's memories.
In the year 539 of the Great Xia Dynasty, the nation was beset by internal and external troubles. It was surrounded by powerful enemies from the outside and plagued by factional strife from within. At that time, treacherous officials held power and petty people ran rampant. The rulers were arrogant, extravagant, and dissolute, neglecting the affairs of state. The Great Xia Dynasty, which had been prosperous and powerful for 500 years, finally came to an end.
The imperial court was in turmoil and instability, while the martial world was also rife with sword fights and bloodshed. The various sects and factions fought endlessly, resulting in heavy casualties, while the demonic forces seized the opportunity to launch a coordinated attack, further plunging the people into misery and resentment.
At that time, all sects and factions in the martial arts world, whether righteous or demonic, followed the lead of the Nine Great Sects. Five of the Nine Great Sects were righteous, and four were demonic. The five righteous sects were Tianshan Lotus Holy Sect, Jinghu Water Moon Cloud Manor, Lingfeng Sword Cloud Pure Sect, Shiyuan Rebirth Pure Temple, and Yunhai Mist Hidden Spiritual Temple, while the demonic sects were Yin Kui Jian, Huangquan Mansion, Se Kong Ming, and Shura Prison.
Human conflict raged on, and the people suffered greatly from displacement and hardship. The Immortal Master of the Lotus Holy Sect of Tianshan, moved by compassion, led the five major righteous sects to decisively defeat the demonic forces led by Yin Kui Jian, Huang Quan Fu, Se Kong Ming, and Shura Yu. Simultaneously, a rebellious army occupied the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty, leading to its demise and the rise of the Great Tang.
With the world newly settled, all industries await development. A century later, the Great Tang Dynasty is prosperous and strong, and its people live in peace and contentment. The remnants of the forces from the Yin Kui Jian, Huang Quan Fu, Se Kong Ming, and Shura Yu are gradually gaining momentum, while the Demon Heart Sect is quietly growing stronger in the dark world, with grand ambitions.
In the midst of an unstable situation, in the 105th year of the Great Tang Dynasty, the 10th Martial Arts Tournament was about to be held at the Mirror Lake Water Moon Cloud Manor. Heroes and powerful figures from all walks of life flocked to the event from all directions. Meanwhile, the Heavenly Mountain Lotus Holy Sect, led by its Holy Maiden and Holy Son, sent its disciples down the mountain to the Mirror Lake Water Moon Cloud Manor.
And it is here that the bizarre and extraordinary story begins.
At the foot of Tianshan Mountain, there is a city called Hundred Flowers City. Every year when winter turns to spring and all things bloom, Hundred Flowers City is filled with a riot of flowers, their fragrance filling the air, a breathtaking sight, more beautiful than a fairyland.
Since ancient times, where there is darkness, there is also light. In Baihua City, there are countless wealthy and powerful people, as well as millions of impoverished people struggling to make ends meet. The number of homeless people who steal chickens and dogs in the streets and alleys is staggering. Bai Lianhua is one of them.
Before the age of five, Bai Lianhua endured hunger and was forced by circumstances to follow a group of teenagers, scavenging for scraps. If she was lucky, she might be able to beg for a little bit. However, all the children were orphans without parents, and every one of them was emaciated and starving. The thin and weak Bai Lianhua was hungry and cold every single day of the year.
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