Ji Xiaoxiao suspected... no, she was certain that Zhao Batian wasn't Zhao Gou Dan, but a fake who had taken his place. From the original owner's every detail, Zhao Batian never possessed any miraculous medical skills; he was, however, an expert in eating, drinking, dating, gambling, and smoking. The change was so drastic, truly inconceivable and mysterious.
Ji Xiaoxiao followed Zhao Batian into a dilapidated car. The paint on the car's surface was peeling off in large patches, and chunks of reddish-brown rust resembled scabies. As it started moving, thick black smoke billowed up through the rearview mirror. The bumpy journey and the noisy environment made Ji Xiaoxiao purse her lips and frown, clearly displeased.
Zhao Batian was a skilled driver; amidst the bustling city, he sped along, the traffic seemingly making way for him. Three hours later, Ji Xiaoxiao arrived at a verdant valley.
The two got out of the car, Zhao Batian leading the way, with Ji Xiaoxiao following closely behind. They trekked through mountains and valleys, and as they entered the valley, the sun was beginning to set.
The valley was teeming with life, with clusters of flowers exuding fragrance for miles around, and towering trees with lush foliage. Various birds sang melodiously, and small animals hopped and flitted about among them.
"Do you have anything else to say? If so, consider it your last words and say it quickly. I don't have time later; I need to finish this quickly." In the middle of the valley, Zhao Batian suddenly turned around and said calmly with an expression of certain victory.
"You really aren't Zhao Gou Dan." How could an ordinary farm boy who was used to petty theft speak so calmly about murder and robbery?
Zhao Batian was certainly not the useless piece of wood that Zhao Gou Dan was. He came from the distant and magical Star Dragon Continent. When fragments of corpses were everywhere, a twisted darkness appeared, and a powerful, lonely soul from another world took Zhao Gou Dan's place by chance.
In the Star Dragon Continent, the strong are revered. The law of the jungle prevails: the strong prey on the weak, the fittest survive, and only the fittest survive. This theory is embodied in everyone's words and actions; the strong kill without consequence, and the killing of the weak is considered perfectly justified.
The Star Dragon Continent, a vast and boundless land teeming with powerful individuals, is home to numerous sects and a thriving community of races. Those who cultivate and advance through their own efforts are called martial artists, categorized into nine ranks: Martial Artist, Martial Warrior, Martial Master, Martial King, Martial Saint, and Martial God. The most powerful martial artists all originate from the three great empires: the Divine Dragon Kingdom, the Phoenix Kingdom, and the Qilin Kingdom. The Zhao Batian incident occurred in the Divine Dragon Kingdom.
The Divine Dragon Kingdom has five incomparably noble princesses, among whom the Third Princess, Long Shuangshu, is the most favored by the Divine Dragon Emperor. Spoiled and pampered since childhood, Long Shuangshu has a domineering, shrewish, and unreasonable personality.
In every capital city, women are avoided like the plague, yet Feng Qingchu, the most beautiful woman in the land, is highly revered. Both are stunningly beautiful but seem otherworldly; one is unruly and unreasonable, the other gentle and charming. Naturally, idle people with nothing better to do compare them.
Long Shuangshu's personality was unlikable, but due to her noble status, many sycophants fawned over her. As soon as Long Shuangshu learned from a gossipy woman that Feng Qingchu was more beautiful and more popular than her, she immediately left the palace to see the number one beauty who surpassed her.
Comparisons are odious. After just one meeting, Long Shuangshu and Feng Qingchu were locked in a fierce battle. Why create both Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang? Both were stunningly beautiful women; with Long Shuangshu by her side, why bring Feng Qingchu into her life to annoy her?
Whenever Long Shuangshu was unhappy, she would leave the palace and vent her anger on Feng Qingchu. Every time she saw Feng Qingchu, who was more beautiful than her, swallowing her anger in front of her, Long Shuangshu felt that not killing Feng Qingchu was the best thing she had ever done in her life.
One day, as usual, Long Shuangshu went out of the palace to make things difficult for Feng Qingchu, demanding that Feng Qingchu bark like a dog on the street. Because of Long Shuangshu's status, the men who usually pitied the weak and valued talent remained silent.
Zhao Batian, a newcomer from the deep mountains and forests, was naive and inexperienced in the ways of the world. He saw Feng Qingzhi's pitiful appearance and Long Shuangshu's domineering and arrogant nature, and couldn't help but feel a sense of pity and tenderness towards her. Zhao Batian, a pale-faced scholar, was not worldly-wise and wouldn't foolishly try to provoke her. He knew that he, a fourth-level martial artist, was no match for the Third Princess Long Shuangshu, let alone the guards around her whose cultivation levels were unknown.
To save his beloved from her dire situation, Zhao Batian sacrificed himself, using his handsome looks to win Long Shuangshu's heart. On their wedding night, taking advantage of Long Shuangshu's momentary lapse in attention, Zhao Batian successfully assassinated her.
When Zhao Batian wanted to elope with Feng Qingchu to live a carefree, idyllic life in a remote, sparsely populated mountain forest, Feng Qingchu, fearing the overwhelming power of the Divine Dragon Kingdom, not only refused but also informed the imperial guards of Zhao Batian's whereabouts. His attempt to save the damsel in distress failed, and Zhao Batian ended up with a gruesome death, his body never recovered.
Having learned from his mistakes, the reborn Zhao Batian hates women. He meets Zhao Gou Dan, who understands his feelings, and Zhao Batian, already feeling guilty, hates Zhong Xiaohua to the core.
"I am Zhao Gou Dan, and also Zhao Ba Tian." Zhao Ba Tian's answer was ambiguous.
Ji Xiaoxiao took a step forward, reached out and grabbed, "I grabbed the air, but it seems like there's nothing there."
Zhao Batian's Chinese language skills need improvement. He didn't understand, so he didn't say much and simply took action.
Zhao Batian stretched out his hands, struggling to lift himself up, as if an invisible weight was resting on his palms. Ji Xiaoxiao kept her eyes and ears open, treating the situation with utmost caution.
Dozens of towering trees sprang up from the ground in an instant, their dense foliage blocking out the sun and obscuring the dappled sunlight on the ground. The trees formed a circle, completely surrounding Ji Xiaoxiao, trapping her inside with no way to escape.
The prison was completed in an instant. Zhao Batian's lips curled up. "The show that's about to start, Zhong Xiaohua, you'd better open your dog eyes wide and see it clearly. After all, you only get one chance in your life. Once you're dead, you won't be able to see it even if you want to."
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