Black-hearted Bai Xiaochun, Defying Heaven Flame Spirit Ji

Chat Group.

Ye Hei: "A Qi, why didn’t you spar with the other group members just now?"

By now, the group members had left the Virtual Space and returned to their respective worlds.

In this sparring match, only Sun Goukong and Madara had fought.

Though it had been brief, it was still extremely exciting.

Strongest Hair Stylist of Little Chicken Island: "I’m good at cutting hair, but fighting? Forget it. Besides, your strength is way too overpowered. You’re already destroying stars. I’m not into getting beaten up."

Qian Renxue: "Makes sense!"

Strongest Hair Stylist of Little Chicken Island: "Right now, I only know Qi-controlled Scissors, and I don’t have Shadow Assassin Qi’s strength."

Bad Commander: "Qi-controlled Scissors sounds decent."

Strongest Hair Stylist of Little Chicken Island: "It’s really just using true qi to control scissors and make them fly around."

Ye Hei: "Damn, isn’t that Sword Control Art? In plenty of martial arts worlds, that move is basically a bug."

Strongest Hair Stylist of Little Chicken Island: "Is it really that exaggerated?"

Bad Commander: "It seems young friend A Qi is also exceptionally talented."

Iron Man: "Definitely. After all, A Qi is one of the protagonists."

Sun Goukong: "Everyone really is amazing."

Bai Xiaochun: "Um, I really want to cultivate immortality. Please, experts, teach me. Brother Wang Lin, since we’re from the same world, give me a cheat."

Wang Lin: "I’m only at the Golden Core Stage myself. How am I supposed to give you a cheat?"

Han Li: "Fellow cultivator Bai, everyone has their own destiny. The fact that you were able to join the Chat Group shows that your destiny is extraordinary to begin with. Just let nature take its course."

Bai Xiaochun: "Uh, I’m afraid of dying."

Sun Goukong: "Rather than fearing death, I think it’s better to live well right now. There’s no need to worry about the future. Who knows what it will be like? Maybe the future is built step by step by our present selves."

Xu Yi: "Goukong’s right. Rather than worrying over the future and fearing death, it’s better to start changing now and take control of your own destiny."

Sun Wukong: "Interesting. Another Goukong."

Supreme Treasure: "Nice!"

Bai Xiaochun: "I understand. If I cultivate immortality now, then I can live forever in the future. If the future changes, I won’t die?"

Xu Yi: "Actually, in the Chat Group, immortality has never really been a problem."

Ye Hei: "Group Owner, why not spoil the group members’ scripts again this time?"

Qian Renxue: "Yeah!"

Number One Golden Core of Kyushu: "Time to eat melons, hehe."

Iron Man: "+1!"

Feng Baobao: "Eating melons!"

Morax: "Time to learn about other worlds again."

Sun Goukong: "Does the Group Owner know our world’s future?! Wow, that sounds so awesome and cool!"

Bai Xiaochun: "Looking forward to it!"

Strongest Hair Stylist of Little Chicken Island: "Eating melons!"

A Qi had actually already learned some of his own story, though not all of it.

Now that he was about to learn the truth, he was naturally full of anticipation.

Flame Spirit Ji: "Can I too?"

Flame Spirit Ji was somewhat uneasy. Weak as she was, she did not fit in with the Chat Group members at all. Especially since she came from the backward and isolated Baiyue, she seemed rather withdrawn.

Xu Yi: "There’s nothing much to transmitting the scripts. If you want to know, it’s no big deal. It’s just that after learning your own stories, your fates may very well change because of it. Or rather, your mindsets might explode."

Strongest Hair Stylist of Little Chicken Island: "Group Owner, mindset stuff is nothing. Besides, I’ve got amnesia anyway, so it’s no big deal."

Bai Xiaochun: "Knowing the future story means I can foresee the future, right? Wouldn’t that make achieving immortality much easier?"

Sun Goukong: "I don’t think it matters much. I don’t care about the future anyway. The present is what matters most."

Ye Hei: "Tsk tsk, this batch of newcomers really has incredible vision."

Number One Golden Core of Kyushu: "Yeah, awesome!"

Xu Yi: "Since that’s the case, let’s begin."

"Ding, Group Owner Xu Yi uploaded the file 'Dragon Ball: Frieza Saga.'"

"Ding, Group Owner Xu Yi uploaded the file 'I Bleed for the Sect.'"

"Ding, Group Owner Xu Yi uploaded the file 'The First Shadow Assassin's Split-Personality Life.'"

"Ding, Group Owner Xu Yi uploaded the file 'Mermaid of the Warring States Era.'"

The instant the four story scripts were uploaded, the group members read them.

Bai Xiaochun was the first to read his own script. A massive amount of information flooded into his mind, much of it similar to his past experiences. It was not exactly identical, but there was basically no difference.

The key turning point in the story was that he kept lighting Spiritual Incense until he finally succeeded once. He overcame his fear of being struck by Heaven’s lightning and met Li Qinghou, the Golden Core elder of the Lingxi Sect—his Uncle Li, his beloved master. At last, he began his great journey of cultivating immortality.

Of course, Uncle Li held a deep grudge against him. Several hundred years ago, Li Qinghou had been saved by Bai Xiaochun’s ancestors. To repay their kindness, he had left behind a stick of Spiritual Incense for communication. Once it was lit, he could sense it no matter how far away he was.

By Bai Xiaochun’s generation, the Spiritual Incense was finally lit, and Li Qinghou could finally settle the karma from back then.

But this descendant of the Bai family was absurdly afraid of death. Every time he lit the Spiritual Incense, the heavens changed, divine phenomena appeared, and dark clouds pressed down overhead.

Bai Xiaochun thought he was about to be struck by lightning, so he immediately extinguished the Spiritual Incense. And it did not happen just once, but nearly a hundred times.

That meant every time Li Qinghou flew over and was about to reach his destination, the Spiritual Incense—basically his locator—would suddenly lose its position signal.

Once would have been fine, but it happened dozens upon dozens of times. Even good-tempered Li Qinghou’s mindset exploded.

When Bai Xiaochun saw this, embarrassment appeared on his face. He had not expected there to be such a reason behind it. He had really screwed over Uncle Li.

But as Bai Xiaochun kept reading, the anticipation on his face quickly shifted, becoming even strange.

He had always been kind-hearted and friendly to others, doing good deeds every day to accumulate merit. Why had he changed after entering an immortal cultivation sect?

After entering the Lingxi Sect’s kitchen, he stole Spiritual Rice and Spiritual Beasts rich in Spiritual Energy to eat every day. During the outer sect examination, he robbed his fellow disciples. Later, for the sake of cultivation, he even ate all the Green Flower Chickens of the Lingxi Sect, leading the sect to launch a thorough investigation into the chicken thief.

Later, he even refined special pills that made the entire sect seem cursed, steeped in ominousness, harming who knew how many people.

Everyone had developed deep resentment toward him because of it! "…" Bai Xiaochun fell silent. This script had to be fake. He was so honest and kind-hearted.

Meanwhile, in the Dragon Ball World, many carrots taller than a person grew in a vast field.

After the Piccolo Daimao incident, Sun Goukong, the world’s number one martial artist, had become a farmer, plowing the fields every day to support his wife, children, and family.

Although this was not the life Goukong wanted, and he could not fight, leaving life without passion, he was willing to give it all up for his wife and children.

At that moment, Goukong lay on a tractor with his eyes closed, his mind filled with the script’s story and the events that would soon occur in his world.

"Sayians, Namek, Vegeta, Raditz, the Ginyu Force, Universe Emperor Frieza!"

Goukong slowly opened his eyes, his gaze firmer and more serious than ever before.

Thinking of what he had experienced in Brother Madara’s illusion, it was extremely similar to the story he had seen. That Frieza had actually killed Krillin. It was unforgivable.

"So I really am not an Earthling, but a Saiyan!"

Goukong thought again of his identity and his parents, but he had no impression or memories of them at all.

All he had were memories of Earth!

To protect everyone, I have to improve my strength as quickly as possible, Sun Wukong thought.

Previously, in his extreme rage, he had transformed into a Super Saiyan in the Virtual Space.

After returning to reality, he tried several times but failed to transform. Still, he had already touched the threshold. He always felt that something was missing. As long as that condition was met, he would be able to master the transformation.

As long as he transformed into a Super Saiyan before Frieza arrived, every problem could be solved.

"Dad!"

At that moment, a five- or six-year-old child with a tail ran over from the edge of the field. The child looked very much like Goukong, lively and adorable.

As he neared Goukong, the child flew up from the spot and pounced into Goukong’s arms.

"Gohan, why are you here?"

Goukong held his child. Looking at the adorable Gohan in his arms, he could not hide his smile. He only felt incomparably happy at that moment.

Sun Gohan looked awkward as he said, "Dad, Mom made me do arithmetic again and wouldn’t let me play. It’s so hard! I don’t like doing arithmetic. I like catching birds and bugs!"

"Then how about Dad plays with you?" Sun Wukong did not think much of it. He felt that children should be free to do whatever they wanted.

Besides, children were supposed to play properly and have a complete childhood.

"Yay!"

Gohan was extremely excited when he heard his father’s answer.

"Come on, farm the land with Dad and pull carrots! Let’s see who can pull more," Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"No problem, Dad." Sun Gohan beamed.

And so, father and son went wild across thousands of mu of land, digging through the soil and pulling carrots with great delight.

For Saiyans, both stamina and strength far surpassed those of ordinary humans.

Though Gohan was a hybrid, he had likewise inherited the Saiyans’ extraordinary physical strength.

In the distance, Chi-Chi, who had come to drag the child back, saw the scene in the fields and immediately shouted, "Goukong!"

"How can you make Gohan farm and pull carrots!"

"Gohan is going to become a scholar in the future!"

Chi-Chi was the daughter of the Bull Demon King in this world. She could originally have been a rich second-generation heir, but the Bull Demon King had gone bankrupt, so she had to start striving from scratch.

Before marriage, Chi-Chi and Goukong’s love story had been like a fairy tale. After marriage, it became all about the daily necessities of life.

Although the wealthy Bulma was willing to support Goukong, Chi-Chi still chose to work hard herself.

Thus, after marriage, Chi-Chi changed completely. She became more conflicted and was no longer like her younger self.

Hearing Chi-Chi’s voice and the anger within it, even Goukong, the strongest man in the world, was so frightened that he went limp.

Sun Gohan immediately ran behind Goukong. Watching his mother approach, he trembled in fear.

Under the setting sun, Chi-Chi looked at the pair of father and son, who were like a couple of living treasures, and sighed softly. "Just this once. Don’t play like this next time. You’re covered in mud. Aren’t you going to wash up?"

At those words, the light in Goukong and Gohan’s eyes brightened at once. They had not expected Chi-Chi not to blame them and to instead let them keep playing.

"Mom, you’re the best!"

Gohan jumped up excitedly. Because of his intense emotional fluctuation, his qi erupted for an instant, making Goukong glance sideways.

In terms of qi intensity, Gohan’s eruption was far stronger than Goukong’s normal state, even stronger than he had been before joining the Chat Group…

Chi-Chi only felt a sudden powerful gust of air rush at her and assumed it was a strong wind.

Only then did Goukong remember that, in the script, aside from himself as a Super Saiyan, his son Gohan was the most talented Saiyan in history, with potential so immense it was unimaginable.

If I teach Gohan to cultivate, maybe he can become a Super Saiyan earlier, Sun Wukong immediately thought.

"Ding, private mission triggered: Train Sun Gohan into a Super Saiyan within one month. Upon completion, receive five thousand points."

"A mission? There’s even something like that?" Sun Wukong scratched the back of his head.

For some reason, the cheerful Sun Gohan felt a chill down his back, as though he had foreseen that his happy life might soon be gone.

What kind of devilish training would be needed to become a Super Saiyan in one month went without saying.

But in the Dragon Ball World, Goukong could exploit a bug.

He could cultivate in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, where time flowed differently from the outside world.

Half a month in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber was enough to cultivate for a year.

At the same time, in the Nine Songs of the Moving Heavens world.

Baiyue, late in the Warring States Era.

After Flame Spirit Ji finished reading her script, the alcohol in her system vanished without a trace, and her eyes were filled with shock.

Before long, Baiyue would be breached by Old Han’s army. Her people would be ruthlessly slaughtered, enslaved, or driven away.

As Baiyue’s Priestess, Flame Spirit Ji’s own fate went without saying.

In the story script, she was Baiyue’s Priestess. Because of her breathtaking beauty, Old Han’s nobles took a fancy to her and kept her confined in an indestructible fish tank as a mermaid for display. From then on, her sunless life continued for many years.

It was not until years later, when Old Han fell into internal turmoil, that Wu Shuang Gui arrived and allowed her to break free from her restraints and see daylight once more.

"Damn Han people!"

Anger and killing intent appeared on Flame Spirit Ji’s youthful face. Baiyue and Old Han had signed an alliance treaty, yet Old Han had immediately betrayed it, leading troops into Baiyue and turning the land into a living hell.

"I don’t want to become a Pet Fish. I want to defy fate!" Flame Spirit Ji clenched her fists tightly. A blazing flame appeared in the depths of her clear spiritual eyes, a flame enough to burn all things and turn everything to ashes.

Chat Group.

Strongest Hair Stylist of Little Chicken Island: "Yoho, so I got a girlfriend and I’m not single anymore?"

A Qi was delighted. He looked full of energy, his face flushed red. He had never expected that one day he would have a beautiful and highly skilled girlfriend. He was simply too lucky.

Ye Hei: "No, bro? Is that really the main point? Aren’t you going to pay any attention to your own background?"

Strongest Hair Stylist of Little Chicken Island: "The most important thing in life is being happy. All that bitter hatred belongs to Assassin Qi. What does it have to do with me, Wu Liuqi? With that time, wouldn’t it be better to travel the world with my girlfriend, enjoying sunshine and beaches?"

Number One Golden Core of Kyushu: "So clear-minded!"

Iron Man: "Six!"

Xu Yi: "Not a bad mindset."

Qian Renxue: "But speaking of which, isn’t newcomer Flame Spirit Ji’s experience far too miserable?"

Bad Commander: "A mermaid. I never expected the nobles of the Warring States Era to know how to have that much fun."

Sword God Li Chungang: "Tsk tsk tsk!"

Flame Spirit Ji: "! Ah, I’m scared. Seniors, please protect me."

Ying Zheng: "The Warring States Era? Could it be the same historical period as mine? In Teacher Tony’s words, a parallel world?"

Iron Man: "It’s rare to hear such a trendy term as parallel spacetime come from the First Emperor!"

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