Begin from the original form of torture and become immortal

Chapter 1269 Finally Knowing What World It Is
The boat floats quietly on the lake, like a tired traveler who has finally found his own harbor.

By the next morning, when the first ray of sunlight fell on the lake, the boat was already quietly moored on the shore.

Esdeath and Chang Wei walked off the boat, their steps light and cheerful, as if they had just experienced a wonderful journey.

They stood on the shore and looked back at the beautiful West Lake.

The ripples on the lake are still gently rippling, and the Leifeng Pagoda in the distance looks even more solemn and mysterious in the morning light.

All of this seemed to be a witness to what they experienced last night, silently guarding this beautiful emotion.

Chang Wei and Esdeath started their fishing.

Since it is a team battle mission, there is no reason for the reincarnations to live in peace with each other, and Esdeath's existence has undoubtedly become the focus of everyone's attention.

Her unique dress, otherworldly temperament, and indescribable powerful aura made her stand out in this ancient land.

Whether you know her or not, you will definitely notice that her aura is out of place in this ancient time, as if she is an elf that has traveled from another world.

However, before the fish was caught, a burst of hurried and chaotic footsteps, like thunder before a rainstorm, suddenly broke the silence of the surrounding air that seemed to be frozen.

These footsteps carried a sense of power that could not be ignored, and each step caused the ground to tremble slightly, as if some giant beast was approaching, making people feel fearful.

Walking in the front were several burly men with fierce looks.

Their muscles bulged like mountains, outlining a terrifying outline under their tight clothes.

His face was full of traces of time and a fierce aura, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, scanning everywhere, as if to nip any potential threats in the bud.

Their steps were heavy and powerful, and every step seemed to declare an unquestionable authority to the people around them, a kind of momentum that only the strong could possess.

Surrounded by these strong men, a middle-aged man in a black robe slowly walked into everyone's sight.

He was over eight feet tall, as strong as a bear, and exuded an irresistible sense of oppression.

His long hair was unkempt and casually scattered on his shoulders, looking wild and unruly. The hair seemed to have life dancing in the air, complementing the man's temperament and together outlining a heart-pounding picture.

His face was even more impressive: he had a lion's nose, a wide mouth, long sideburns, and eyebrows that looked as if they were singed by fire, curling upwards like two blazing flames, adding a bit of hideousness and ferocity to his face.

Those eyes were as deep as the abyss, flashing with cold light, as if they could see through the fear and despair in people's hearts.

The whole person exudes a ferocious and frightening aura, like a demon walking out of hell, making people unconsciously want to stay away from him.

Even the bravest child would be frightened and kept awake at night by the sight of him.

The children's eyes were filled with fear and helplessness, as if they had seen the world's most terrifying nightmare.

The wild dogs roaming the streets seemed to sense the danger and retreated with their tails between their legs, not daring to approach the man who exuded a terrifying aura.

Seeing this, pedestrians on the street were all panicked. They quickened their pace, as if they wanted to escape from this suffocating atmosphere.

The originally leisurely merchants and vendors also stopped what they were doing, stared at the notorious strong man with wide eyes.

Their faces were filled with fear and anxiety, as they were afraid that they would be targeted by this powerful man and become the dead souls under his hands.

Suddenly, the once bustling streets became empty. Only the vendors and hawkers who could not escape were left, trembling and guarding their stalls. Their hands tightly grasped the edges of the stalls, as if this could bring them a sense of security.

Their eyes were full of pleading and prayer, hoping that disaster would not befall them.

Chang Wei's gaze lingered on the man in black robe for a moment.

At this moment, he saw the man's past and present lives, and the intricate cause and effect of his fate slowly unfolded before his eyes like a scroll.

"Nine generations of villains, Yuan Batian..."

Chang Wei muttered to himself in a low voice.

He finally understood that the world he and Esdeath lived in was exactly the place where Arhat Subduing the Dragon made a bet with the gods - the world of "Jigong".

In this world, everyone has his own destiny and cause and effect, and Yuan Batian is the one who is destined to be an evil man for nine lifetimes.

The Jade Emperor in heaven was furious. It turned out that it was because the Arhat who subdued the dragon had interfered and changed the King of Hell's Book of Life and Death, and made the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet every day.

These actions angered the Jade Emperor, who wanted to demote Jianglong to a pig and dog, and forbid him from reincarnation for ten lifetimes. Fortunately, the Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara from the Ninth Heaven persuaded him, and the Jade Emperor agreed to give Jianglong a chance to atone for his sins.

He declared that as long as Jiang Long came down to the mortal world and, without using any magic power, used his spirituality to influence three mortals who were destined to be a prostitute for nine lifetimes, a beggar for nine lifetimes, and a villain for nine lifetimes to break away from their original ways, then Jiang Long's grudge with the gods would be written off.

"This world is not bad."

Chang Wei sighed softly.

He already knew the whole story, the cause and effect.

At this time, Yuan Batian also noticed Chang Wei and Esdeath. After all, they were the only two people on the street who were not afraid or hiding.

His gaze lingered on the two of them for a moment, and a hint of surprise and greed flashed in his eyes.

Esdeath was a foreign beauty with exotic looks and temperament, which instantly made Yuan Batian fall for her.

And those lackeys surrounding Yuan Batian were even more stunned, and cast envious and flattering glances at Yuan Batian.

"Master Yuan, look, what a beautiful foreign beauty!"

One of the lackeys couldn't help but say to Yuan Batian.

There was a hint of trembling and excitement in his voice, as if he had seen some rare treasure.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Batian's lips curled up into a smug smile.

He looked at Esdeath with eyes full of possessiveness and desire. He knew that with just one word from him, this beautiful woman would be his.

And the lackeys around him understood what he meant, and they all echoed Yuan Batian's words and cheered for him.

Yuan Batian bullied men and women, acted tyrannically and recklessly. He committed many evil deeds, but was never arrested by the government. This was only because his mother was from Hangzhou and his father was a senior official in the court, stationed in the capital.

Since he was naughty and disobedient since childhood, Yuan's father was afraid that his son would cause trouble in the capital, so he threw him into Hangzhou to fend for himself.

(End of this chapter)