Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 8 Good Results and Bad Results 7

Time flies, seasons change, and in the blink of an eye, a thousand years have passed.

The young man, with a white jade crown tied around his head and wearing a moon-white robe, had a delicate, fair face covered in frost. His slender hands gripped a fine silver sword tightly, and as he hurried along, the silver lotus patterns on the hem of his robe appeared and disappeared.

Upon noticing the person chasing him, his expression tightened. Just as he was about to use magic, his wrist was grabbed.

"Zhao, you're throwing a tantrum again."

The newcomer spoke in a calm tone, his deep golden eyes filled with helplessness.

Zhao Zhao shook off his hand and ignored him.

Luo Chen cast a spell to bind his steps, and asked expressionlessly, "What are you going to do?"

Just like when they were children, Zhao Zhao turned her head away and refused to look at him.

A hint of tenderness flashed in Luo Chen's eyes. Seeing that he seemed angry with him again, she softened her voice and asked, "Are you still going to the Demon Realm?"

Some time ago, the goddess Nayue went to the Demon Realm to investigate but unfortunately got trapped and is now in urgent need of rescue. Upon hearing this, Zhaozhao immediately said she wanted to go.

However, the Demon Realm was extremely dangerous, and Luo Chen was still worried about him.

During this thousand years, Zhao Zhao's only growth was in divine power and temper; in everything else, he was a blank slate.

Unfortunately, Zhao Zhao didn't understand Luo Chen's good intentions and still wanted to go to the Demon Realm. Luo Chen refused, which led to the current situation.

Zhao Zhao was preoccupied with his mission; a few days ago, his three-year life countdown had begun.

Now that a thousand years have passed and his cultivation has improved, it's time for him to prepare for the upcoming storyline.

According to the plot, this rescue mission will not succeed, and the goddess's death will become the fuse for a war between gods and demons, making the already tense situation even worse.

Zhao Zhao did not want a war between gods and demons to break out, whether it was to speed up the completion of the system task or for the peace and tranquility of the world.

Therefore, he chose to join the rescue, trying his best to change the fate of the goddess's death.

He looked straight at Luo Chen, his clear golden eyes filled with seriousness. "I have to go."

He paused, then added, "You can't stop me."

Looking into those clear eyes that had never been tainted by the evil of the world, Luo Chen softly refused, "No."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhao immediately turned to leave, but the next moment she heard a voice in her ear, "I'm very worried about you."

Zhao Zhao paused, a tingling sensation welling up inside her.

He turned his back and said dryly, "You said that I have great divine power, so I will not be in danger."

After a moment of silence between them, Luo Chen relented, "Then go ahead."

He raised his hand, took off the jade pendant he was wearing at his side, and then personally hung it on Zhao Zhao's body.

Without looking at him again, she turned and left.

Zhao Zhao looked back at his tall, straight back, stared at him for a while, and then resolutely left.

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Zhao Zhao's journey to the Demon Realm involves traversing the misty forest that separates the realms of gods and demons.

The Fog Forest, as its name suggests, is shrouded in fog year-round, making it difficult even for gods with high divine power to see clearly beyond five meters.

Flying was prohibited over the misty forest, so Zhao Zhao had to walk.

The forest was teeming with venomous snakes and insects. Due to their sheer number, Zhao Zhao didn't want to waste time cleaning them up, so she simply used magic to separate them.

A golden halo enveloped him, bringing a glimmer of light to the perpetually dark, misty forest as he walked.

Sunlight filtered through the dense foliage, casting dappled shadows. A tall, upright young man walked slowly by, his steps light yet firm, like light shining from the shadows, drawing everyone's attention.

Zhao Zhao instantly sensed the malicious gaze behind him. He stopped, slowly closed his eyes, and felt the subtle changes in the surrounding airflow.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and swiftly drew his sword, swinging it backward! A flash of cold light appeared, and the person behind him reacted quickly, rolling to the side to dodge the fatal blow.

Zhao Zhao secretly assessed the opponent's strength, but his hands did not stop moving at all. He was chanting incantations and his body was radiating a dazzling golden light. In the blink of an eye, the originally plain and unadorned longsword instantly split into thousands of pieces, each of which flashed with a sharp and cold light!

Under Zhao Zhao's divine power, these flying swords hurtled towards the man like a dense rain of raindrops.

However, the person in the shadows only let out a soft sneer, and as his black robe fluttered, a crimson bone fan appeared in his hand.

The bone fan seemed to come alive in his hands, fluttering up and down with incredible agility.

At the same time, an unfathomable magical power surged continuously from his body. In just a few breaths, the seemingly unstoppable rain of swords was easily blocked by the bone fan.

Seeing that her first attack had missed, Zhao Zhao was about to cast another spell when the man, without any intention of fighting, turned and left. Before he left, a gust of wind howled past, leaving behind only the arrogant words, "I'm not playing with you anymore."

Zhao Zhao was secretly furious. He knew very well that if this demon escaped today, it would become a huge hidden danger in the future. Without hesitation, he followed closely behind the demon.

The man in black robes frowned, sensing the approaching footsteps behind him, and deliberately led Zhao Zhao into the depths of the fog-shrouded forest.

After a while, Zhao Zhao realized that the surrounding environment had become extremely strange, so she gradually slowed down her pursuit.

The fog here grew thicker and thicker, making it almost impossible to see anything beyond a meter away. Zhao Zhao became vigilant and dared not be careless in the slightest, observing the surrounding movements with full concentration.

The black-robed figure hidden in the shadows watched Zhao Zhao's blurry back with a sly smile. He then brandished his crimson bone fan, launching a sneak attack in an attempt to strike Zhao Zhao.

Zhao Zhao narrowly escaped disaster thanks to her sharp reflexes and quickly located the man in black.

He drew his sword and continued to fight the man in black. After several exchanges, Zhao Zhao discovered that the man was skilled in using hidden weapons. However, the foggy forest made it difficult to observe him, which made the man in black's moves even more powerful.

Caught off guard, the ancient fan she had just dodged shot out of the thick fog again like lightning. This time, Zhao Zhao couldn't dodge it completely, and her arm was cut by the tiny spikes on the bone fan.

In an instant, Zhao Zhao realized that these spikes were likely to contain deadly toxins, so she took out an antidote pill without hesitation and quickly put it in her mouth to swallow it.

Unexpectedly, at that very moment, an even fiercer and more powerful offensive came like a storm.

The bone fan began to shoot out tiny silver needles, which Zhao Zhao dodged with focused concentration, while simultaneously unleashing a series of attacks.

Not long after, Zhao Zhao felt her vision gradually darken and become blurry, and her body began to sway precariously.

Bone fans really do contain deadly poison!

Nevertheless, Zhao Zhao did her best to block the enemy's attack again, and with a flash of silver sword, she pierced his chest.

The man in black robes slowed down, and just when he was about to catch him, Zhao Zhao finally ran out of strength. The next moment, the poison entered his body and he could no longer hold on, collapsing to the ground.

At the same time, the black-robed man's arrogant laughter echoed all around, "Hahahaha, I told you long ago I didn't want to play with you anymore, but who told you to be so reckless as to come here?"

Unlike his bone fan, Zhao Zhao's sword was not poisonous. He casually sprinkled some medicine powder on the wound and then left it alone.

Compared to the black-robed man's arrogance and domineering attitude, Zhao Zhao only saw a cloud pattern on the approaching black-robed man's body before slowly fainting.