Martial God Development Plan

The average height of men in the Yan Dynasty was only about 1.6 meters. Those who practiced martial arts were taller, usually around 1.7 to 1.8 meters. Ji Zhao's height was particularly tragic because he was weak and sickly since childhood, did not develop well, and was too young.

【"wrong!"】

But Ji Zhao thought again, the idea that models should be tall might be a concept that only came into being in modern times. Would the ancients think so?

Even if the ancients thought so, did the ancients in this game also think so?

Ji Zhao didn’t know either, so he decided to give it a try. What if it worked... ?

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately took the power of attorney.

"Hmm?" At this moment, a fellow disciple from Luohe Pavilion saw Ji Zhao's actions and immediately reminded him, "Junior Brother Ji... do you really want to accept this commission?"

Although Ji Zhao had only been in the cabinet for a few days, many people still remembered him because he frequently appeared in various courses and was introduced by Ji Bei, an outstanding graduate of Luohe Pavilion.

Ji Zhao asked: "Brother Lu, what happened to this commission?"

"How should I put it..." Senior Brother Lu looked a little embarrassed, "Junior Brother Ji, you are good-looking, but this... Never mind, you go ahead. Anyway, remember this handwriting, just take it as a lesson."

Ji Zhao hated the behavior of all the Riddlers except himself, and he squinted his eyes and said, "What is this? Senior Brother Lu, can you please explain it more clearly?"

"So, you'll know when you go there." Senior Brother Lu laughed and patted Ji Zhao's shoulder. "Can Senior Brother harm you?"

"Generally speaking, 99% of people who say things like this intend to harm others."

"I am the remaining 0.1%...Okay, go ahead."

Although he felt that something was wrong, Ji Zhao, who was desperate for money, did not care about it at this moment. He immediately took the power of attorney and went to Fengya Building, and knocked on the door of the room number marked on it.

A cold and brief female voice came from inside.

"Enter."

【“?!!”】

Upon hearing the female voice, Ji Zhao couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand, and he guessed what Senior Brother Lu meant.

[“All the riddlers except me should die...!”]

Ji Zhao pushed the door open with gritted teeth and walked in. Inside the room was a black-haired woman with a Ji hairstyle. She had no expression on her face but was as beautiful as a fairy.

This person's name was Fu Caige. Ji Zhao had heard many rumors about her in recent days. She was originally the daughter of the leader of the Golden Sword Sect in Fengcheng, Lizhou. The illiterate rough man had some luck, or maybe his wife's genes were too strong, so he gave birth to such a pretty daughter. After that, some good thing came to him, but after meeting Fu Caige, he listed her as one of the top ten beauties in the world. Now, there was an endless stream of people proposing marriage, and the Golden Sword Sect had no peace all day long. The leader of the Golden Sword Sect had no choice but to send Fu Caige to Luohe Pavilion.

A person like this, who asks for a model for painting and says "Come on if you like it", is like a world champion looking for a playmate and says "Come on if you know how to play". If anyone dares to take this order, he or she is either really thick-skinned or does not know that the person who commissioned the job is a world champion.

Ji Zhao belongs to the latter. Fortunately, his mental age is not that of a teenager. He seems calm and not too at a loss.

"Senior Sister Fu." The man made a small joke calmly, "How much do you think my face is worth?"

However, this Senior Sister Fu was raised in a secluded place since she was a child. To be honest, she is a simpleton like Nan Xue. This can actually be seen from the words she left on the commission board. However, Ji Zhao had never dealt with this Senior Sister before and did not know about this.

This was originally a joke, but Fu Caige stared at Ji Zhao and began to think about it seriously.

"..."

Even Ji Zhao felt a little embarrassed at this moment.

"I can't tell for now." After several breaths, Fu Caige finally answered Ji Zhao, "Junior brother, are you free now?"

Before Ji Zhao could answer, he saw a hand suddenly stretched out from outside and pushed open the half-closed door - it was not convenient to close the door when a man and a woman were alone in the same room.

"He's busy practicing!"

There is no doubt that the person who could do such a thing and say such words was no one else but Ji Tan. He was panting and also holding a commission form in his hand. When he saw Fu Caige, he forced himself to calm his breath and then gently shook his soft black hair.

"Besides, when it comes to beauty, I'm better no matter how you look at it, so choose me!"

————Ji Tan was indeed extremely beautiful, not inferior to Fu Caige at all. Ji Zhao could even see some disciples who had nothing to do voting for the most beautiful woman in Luohe Pavilion, and the two were equally matched.

However, this guy's appearance here now must be to steal business from Ji Zhao.

Ji Zhao was a little annoyed: "What do you mean?!"

Ji Tan seemed to be running over here, and he was still panting, his chest rising and falling slightly: "What do you mean, there is also a commission form in front of the female disciples' dormitory. We will rely on our own abilities!"

Volume 4: Chapter 4: Hold My Hand Tightly

[“It all depends on one’s ability…”]

Although Ji Zhao was very unhappy, he had nothing to say at this time, so he could only say fiercely: "Who do you think Senior Sister will choose?!"

————He usually doesn’t say things that could get him slapped in the face at any time, but today he was really pissed off by Ji Tan.

Ji Tan smiled proudly: "Huh, is there any need to talk about that? Would you choose someone else if I'm here? Forget it, since you are my brother, if you need someone else, I will give you one tenth of my price, and I will beg Senior Sister."

Ji Zhao finally understood why Ji Bei wanted to beat up this guy who deserved a beating. He couldn't help himself after hearing that, let alone the one who was practicing the Prison Burning Heart Sutra.

"Are you done?"

At this moment, Fu Caige's voice sounded. She didn't seem to listen to the conversation between the siblings, or even if she heard it, she didn't care, and there was still no expression on her face.

"Well, it's settled." Ji Tan showed a look of confidence, "Senior sister, who do you choose? My stupid brother, or me, a peerless beauty who knows everything about astronomy and geography?"

Fu Caige said, "I want both."

"It's a wise choice. I can tell it's... huh?"

Ji Tan had opened the champagne halfway when he realized that he seemed to have opened the wrong bottle.

"Both...?"

"Yes." Fu Caige replied, "It is precisely because I need a male disciple and a female disciple that I wrote two letters of authorization."

“Really…” Ji Tan glanced at Ji Zhao, feeling a little embarrassed, but still forced himself to cough, “Ahem! My stupid brother, you’re lucky, thanks to me!”

Ji Zhao was too lazy to pay attention to her: "Senior Sister Fu, what should we do?"

"Help me move some stuff." Fu Caige pointed at the surrounding painting supplies, "Let's go to Cangyun Peak."

Cangyun Peak, the highest point of the mountain behind Mount Tai, is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round. It is indeed a good place to collect materials.

Ji Tan did not play tricks this time and left the job of arranging things to his younger brother Ji Zhao. Probably because he had been taught a lesson with love by Ji Bei, he had become much more honest.

The three of them brought their things to Cangyun Peak, which was also covered with a thick layer of snow. Ji Zhao and Fu Caige used their internal energy to quickly clear out a space.

During this journey, Fu Caige said to the two of them:

"I want to copy the works of Jiang Yongyue, a great master from the past."

"Copy?" Ji Zhao was a little confused. "Senior sister didn't seem to bring any paintings with her, right?"

"Hehe..." Before Fu Caige could speak, Ji Tan took out a folding fan from somewhere and said with a smile, "You don't understand this, right? There are many kinds of copying. One of them is called copying from memory, which means writing down the original and then silently painting it when you go back. I guess Senior Sister Fu wants to copy from memory now... However, Jiang Yongyue is a master and has many paintings. I wonder which one you want to copy?"

————Ji Zhao originally wanted to ask why he still needed a model since he had memorized it, but then he changed his mind and decided not to ask such a question which might result in him not making any money.

Fu Caige responded, "A divine couple."

“I see.” Ji Tan replied with a smile, “So it’s the gods’ spouse… eh?!”

The person was almost stunned on the spot, and then he was at a loss: "No... Senior Sister, you want to imitate that?!"

"Yeah." Fu Caige looked normal. "Since Junior Sister Ji has studied this, you should have guessed it. There is a man and a woman on the cliff, and they are both good-looking. What else could they be but a couple of gods?"

"No, that..." Ji Tan stuttered for the first time, "Sister Fu, don't you think that action is a little inappropriate? As the saying goes, men and women should not touch each other, this is not good!"

"Hmm?" Fu Caige tilted his head slightly, "I was thinking so originally...but, you are siblings, aren't you? When a sister looks at her brother, isn't it just like looking at a monkey?"

Brother Monkey was shocked again: "Senior Sister Fu?!"

"I'm sorry." Fu Caige bowed slightly to Ji Zhao, "Master Qiu taught me."

"No, no, no, it has nothing to do with how you look at it." Ji Tan started the little bear and spread his hands, "If you say the monkey, won't it be even harder to do it?!"

"Really... If Junior Sister Ji doesn't want to, then forget it." Fu Caige apologized, but his face showed no expression. "It's my fault. I didn't make it clear in advance. I thought it was okay if we were siblings. Then, please go back. I'll find someone else."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Ji family siblings, whose financial situation was so bad that they had to pray to God for help, suddenly panicked.

"Wait..." Ji Tan struggled for a moment and quickly made a decision, "Forget it, since I'm here... Senior Sister Fu, I promise you!"

"Wait." The monkey brother who had just been despised spoke up proudly, "Brother looks at sister just like looking at a mother gorilla. Although I don't know the specific movements, I refuse to have any close physical contact with the mother gorilla."

Ji Tan, who prides herself on being a peerless beauty, never expected that Ji Zhao would outwit her at this moment: "What...?!"

Fu Caige stood there like an NPC who automatically triggered lines: "If Junior Brother Ji doesn't want to do it anyway, then forget it."

"He's willing! He's definitely willing!" Ji Tan was anxious. She had already put down her pride, but Ji Zhao was actually going to let this good business go. She immediately said, "Even though he says he's not willing, he's actually very willing in his heart!"

"This is slander." Ji Zhao sighed, "However, for the sake of reward, I will just endure it... No matter what the action is, I will just treat it as a bite from a dog."

Ji Tan gritted his teeth in anger: "You bastard......!"

Having said that, she still endured it. This shows that being poor is the most terrifying thing in the world, and even people who are not afraid of death will be afraid of it.

Finally, the brother and sister followed Fu Caige's request and found a place with a platform underneath to support them, so that they would be safe even if they fell. They then posed like the man and woman in the painting "The Divine Couple" by Jiang Yongyue, a great artist of the previous dynasty.

A man and a woman sat on the edge of the cliff, with the fingers of their two hands clasped together, looking at the end of the sky.

Fu Caige muttered to himself, "Wouldn't it be more beautiful to appreciate the moon at night?" "But the original painting was taken during the day," and began today's creation.

Ji Zhao and Ji Tan's bodies were quite stiff.

Since Fu Caige drew the back view, it was okay for them to chat, so in order to ease the fatal awkward atmosphere, Ji Tan spoke.

"Are you...scared? Sitting at such a high place, if you fall down, the consequences will be disastrous."

"Yes." Ji Zhao paused and said jokingly, "If you are scared, you can hold my hand tightly."

Volume 4: I Will Never Fall in Love with Anyone

"What...what are you doing?" Ji Tan was stunned and almost wanted to pull his hand away, "You suddenly said such disgusting words..."

"It's just normal concern." Although Ji Zhao said this, he was actually not at peace in his heart. Although his actual age was only twenty-five or twenty-six years old, he was too devoted to his career. Even though he was worth billions later, he still maintained his virginity...not to mention that Ji Tan was so beautiful.

"Normal concern..." Ji Tan seemed to have regained some of his composure, and smiled smugly, "But be careful, I am extremely charming. If you don't pay more attention, you will definitely fall in love with me."

However, Ji Zhao just smiled calmly: "I won't fall in love with anyone."

This sentence sounded like a young man's forced expression of sorrow. Ji Tan was about to make a joke, but an indescribable sadness suddenly filled her heart, making her feel uneasy, as if everything was destined.

"...Don't be so absolute." After a moment of silence, Ji Tan said softly, "As long as you are human, you will desire to be loved, but loving and being loved are often only separated by a wall."

"Really?" Ji Zhao smiled and didn't talk too much with Ji Tan on this topic. Deep down in his heart, he still retained the possibility that Ji Tan was the 'last ray of hope'.

However, Ji Tan was unwilling to give up. She raised her chin slightly and said, "I can tell from what I heard that you are just trying to fool me... How about this, let's make a bet!"

"What do you want to bet on?" Ji Zhao said helplessly, "To be honest, I'm not interested."

"You have to fight even if you are not interested." Ji Tan said, "Last time we made a bet like this, and I ended up not even studying astrology. Now that things have come to this, you can't refuse me."

"That's different, you agreed to the bet yourself." Ji Zhao paused, then said, "But it doesn't matter if you listen to what the bet is about first. Whether you agree to it in the end depends on my own opinion."

Ji Tan said: "Let's bet on the word love just now."

Ji Zhao was slightly startled: "...Love?"

"Well, didn't you say you wouldn't fall in love with anyone? Let's make a bet on this." Ji Tan said, "If one day you fall in love with someone else, then I win, otherwise I lose."

Hearing this, Ji Zhao laughed nonchalantly: "Isn't this just cheating? 'If it's the other way around, I lose'. Then I want to know, when is the other way around? It can't be when both you and I die, right?"

"Then, wait until I die." Ji Tan looked into the distance, "You are a warrior. If we talk about your life span, it must be longer than mine. Just don't leave too many hidden injuries."

Although he had understood Ji Tan's view on life and death more than once, at this moment, Ji Zhao still couldn't help feeling annoyed. He didn't like people who talked about death all the time. He believed that Ji Bei felt the same about this.

But at this moment, he couldn't possibly lecture Ji Tan, so he just casually replied, "Well, what if you lose the bet?"

Ji Tan was beaming with joy: "If you lose, then you must say 'I love you' to the person you fall in love with, and then explain to her our bet today, and finally say that my second sister Ji Tan is really as good as a god in predicting things, even without relying on astrology and divination, she is still a great fortune teller!"

Ji Zhao laughed for a moment: "Okay, if one day, I really fall in love with someone, I will tell her this... Then, if you lose, and I never fall in love with anyone until the end, what should I do?"

Ji Tan didn't say anything for a while. The smile on her face disappeared and she stared blankly at the swirling clouds.

"Second sister?"

Ji Zhao urged.

Ji Tan came back to his senses and murmured softly: "In the end, I didn't fall in love with anyone..."

She murmured for a while, as if she remembered something, and suddenly raised the corners of her mouth, revealing an intoxicating smile, with starlight twinkling in her clear and bright eyes: "Then, I will use a magic trick on you before I die!"

Ji Zhao was stunned for a moment: "Magic...?"

"That's right, magic!" Ji Tan raised his head slightly, "You will fall hopelessly in love with my magic!"

After hearing this, Ji Zhao realized that Ji Tan was joking, and immediately shook his head helplessly: "What kind of magic are you talking about..."

"I'm serious." Ji Tan said, "In fact, I am the reincarnation of a nine-tailed fox demon. I have magic that can make anyone fall in love with me."

"Liar."