Chapter 937: Black Lotus of the Martial World
Dugu Yan took a look; it was a martial arts secret manual. He understood that based on his current strength, he could not view the contents behind it. Only after his strength had improved could he continue to look at the rest.
Dugu Yan looked up at the sky and whispered, "Thank you, Master. Wait for me!"
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Tianmiao was floating above the royal capital of the grassland at this moment.
Bater’s soul floated into the air. He never expected that martial artists from the Central Plains would infiltrate the royal capital to assassinate him. And they succeeded! He had underestimated these ancient people. He had made a simple handgun for self-defense and had successfully hit the person who first attacked him. However, he was killed by a crossbow, and the opponent seemed to only have been lightly injured.
Did bulletproof vests exist in this era? It’s not scientific!
The wisdom of the ancients was truly immeasurable. At this time, there was even a crossbow that could fire eight consecutive shots, leaving him with no escape.
His wishes could no longer be realized.
Unwilling, so very unwilling.
He had come to this alternate world, and his crossed-over identity was so high, being the second prince of Mongolia. Yet, despite such favorable conditions, he had not achieved any great accomplishments, and now he was going to disappear?
The next moment, a gentle voice reached his ears.
"You should return to your homeland."
Bater suddenly turned his head and saw a beautiful woman in a silver-white dress. Wasn’t this the boss of the tavern in Xiangyang City?
No, it wasn’t!
She floated in the air, and the two maids and the coachman beside her also floated in the air. No matter how you looked at it, they didn’t seem human.
The god of this world? Originally, he didn’t believe in gods. But since he could transmigrate to this alternate world, maybe gods and spirits did exist.
"I don’t understand, since arranging for me to come to this world. Wasn’t it to let me accomplish something? I want to unify Central Plains, isn’t that right?" Bater shouted unwillingly at Tianmiao.
"It wasn’t arranged." Tianmiao gently shook her head, "After you sacrificed yourself while executing a mission, you were supposed to reincarnate and live a happy next life. But someone stole your soul and placed it here. Your wish can neither be said right nor wrong. But the progress of human history is propelled by all of humanity, not by a foreigner hastily accelerating it. Doing so could cause this world to collapse."
"What?" After hearing Tianmiao’s words, Bater’s mind was completely in chaos. The amount of information was too much for him to accept. Did someone intend to destroy this world by stealing his soul and bringing him here? Was his mission to unify the Central Plains actually a mistake? Were all his previous efforts a joke? His whole life he had been righteous, and this time had he become the villain?
Bater was actually a special forces soldier who died while executing a mission. Once he confirmed his transmigration, Bater quickly assessed the situation, gaining the trust and favor of the Mongolian Great Khan and then began implementing his wish to unify Central Plains. In his view, China was a complete country and should not be divided. Unifying it was the best outcome.
But this world was not the past of his own country; it was another world. Intervening hastily would only put this world at risk of collapse.
"Go back." Tianmiao lightly waved her hand, erasing the memory of Bater’s soul in this world, and sent him back to his original world.