I'm not a drama god

In a daze, Jian Changsheng slowly opened his eyes.

What greeted his eyes was not a normal sky, nor the man-made structures of the realm, but rather a hazy mist. In the mist, there was a faint trace of murderous aura that silently wandered...

Jian Changsheng looked down and saw a familiar quagmire quietly under his feet.

"Is this the dream again..." Jian Changsheng muttered to himself.

Jian Changsheng remembered that he had a similar dream before. That time, he was struggling in the mud and was almost swallowed up. At that time, Bai Qi was standing in the thick fog, watching him sink deeper and deeper into it with cold eyes.

This time, Jian Changsheng did not fall into the quagmire. He stood firmly on it and looked around, but did not see Bai Qi's shadow again.

He disappeared after all...

Jian Changsheng had no sympathy for the culprit who tried to occupy his body and almost killed Chen Ling and others, but in a sense, if it weren't for Bai Qi, Jian Changsheng would never have come this far, let alone become the Spade 6 beside Chen Ling... He was too ordinary.

Jian Changsheng felt empty in his heart. He slowly took a step forward and walked forward on the mud.

It was too quiet here, so quiet that Jian Changsheng could only hear his own breathing. A thin mist with a faint murderous aura lingered around, making it difficult for Jian Changsheng to see the surrounding scene... He didn't know how long he had been walking, and vaguely, he saw the outline of a human figure in the distance.

It was a figure wearing armor, sitting quietly on the swamp. His figure was like a translucent ghost, as if it would be blown away by a gust of wind.

Seeing that figure, Jian Changsheng was shocked!

Bai Qi?

He hasn't completely lost his soul yet... Is there still a trace of his soul left in his body?

Jian Changsheng clearly remembered that when they were in the Ghost Dao Ancient Treasure, Bai Qi's soul was mostly shattered by two Ghost Dao Heavenly Thunders, and then was devoured by Wang Jian's sneak attack... He thought Bai Qi's soul had been completely destroyed, but surprisingly, some of it still remained in his body...

This guy is really hard to kill.

Jian Changsheng was a little wary at first, but after observing Bai Qi carefully for a moment, he found that the other party's soul strength was extremely weak at this time. Not to mention taking over his body, as long as he had a slight thought, he could even wipe out these residual thoughts directly.

After confirming this, Jian Changsheng took a step and slowly walked towards Bai Qi.

Bai Qi sat there quietly, his eyes closed, seemingly unaware of Jian Changsheng's approach, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep...

Jian Changsheng walked up to him and looked at his body closely with doubtful eyes. Just as he tried to poke the ancient armor with his fingertips, a calm voice sounded from it:

"Kill me if you want. I...always accept defeat."

Jian Changsheng was startled by the sudden sound and subconsciously took a step back. He thought Bai Qi had fallen into a deep sleep, but he didn't expect him to be still awake?

Speaking of which, this seemed to be the first time Bai Qi had a conversation with him.

Jian Changsheng calmed down for a moment and asked the question he wanted to ask the most:

"At that time in Bingdao Ancient Treasures... why did you choose me?"

Bai Qi slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Jian Changsheng in front of him. Although he was now only a remnant of his soul, his eyes still showed his arrogance and disdain. He spoke lightly:

"I originally wanted to choose Chen Ling, but he is a ridicule and cannot be used for resurrection... And at that time, there were only two people in the Bingdao Ancient Treasures who were most suitable for Shura. Besides him... it can only be you."

Even though Jian Changsheng was mentally prepared, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly when he heard this answer:

"Is my talent really that bad?"

Bai Qi glanced at him, closed his eyes, and didn't intend to waste his words answering.

That's right... If I really had such a great talent, why hadn't I attracted the gods' favor in all these years? Why did I only barely set foot on the divine path after reaching the Ancient Military Path? Thinking of this, Jian Changsheng felt a little bitter.

I don't have Chen Ling's talent, Sun Bumian's accumulation, or Jiang Xiaohua's mystery... In the final analysis, I am just an ordinary Shintoist.

"Can I still catch up with them?" Jian Changsheng couldn't help but ask.

"Your companions all have extraordinary talents and backgrounds. If I were still strong, you might still have a chance. But without me... you will stop here in this life." Bai Qi said calmly.

"In fact, with your talent, the fourth level is the pinnacle. If it weren't for this general forcing you, how could you have reached your current level?"

"You...should have been left behind by them long ago."

Upon hearing this, Jian Changsheng's face turned pale.

He thought that his talent was poor, but he didn't expect it to be so poor... Bai Qi's words "This is the limit of my life" directly sentenced him to death.

Stop here?

Stop at level seven?

How can this work! !

Chen Ling has just become the Red King. If he wants to reverse the times and restart the world, he needs strong enough help around him... He said he needs me, but how can a seventh-level cultivator help him?

Jiang Xiaohua becomes stronger when facing a stronger opponent, and her own strength remains a mystery. Sun Bumian has broken through to the eighth level, and coupled with Chen Ling who already has the combat power of the eighth level... In this team, where is there room for a seventh level?

Jian Changsheng pursed his lips slightly. He looked at Bai Qi in front of him, as if he had made some kind of decision:

"How can I become stronger?"

"You have no chance."

"No, there must be a chance!" Jian Changsheng looked into Bai Qi's eyes. "Since you have chosen me and want to use my body to prove my military path to Demigodhood, you must have a way for me to break through the current limitations of my talent and become stronger!"

Bai Qi's voice was as cold as frost. "Why should I help you?"

Jian Changsheng was speechless for a moment.

Bai Qi once helped him break through the ranks because he needed this body to revive. Now, Bai Qi's remaining soul has been crushed by Chen Ling, and there is no possibility of resurrection... Why should Bai Qi, who only has a trace of his remaining soul, help him?

Jian Changsheng was silent for a long time, as if he had finally made up his mind. He took a deep breath:

"Don't you just want to be resurrected?"

"Although you failed in this world, you are not without opportunities in the future."

"After I help Chen Ling successfully reverse the era and restart the world... in the next new world, I will give you my body and help you revive."

Bai Qi narrowed his eyes slightly.

He just stared at Jian Changsheng for a long time, wondering what he was thinking.

"I know that in the next world, you might still look down on my body, but I can absolutely cooperate. I can even shatter my soul at any time if you need me to... Don't you have that Bai Qi Order? I can swear an oath to it. With it, you shouldn't be afraid of me going back on my word."