my world double door.

While Li Jian fell asleep, Chef Chen Xin, assisted by Li Yang and Zhang Xia, quickly prepared a sumptuous breakfast that was full of spiritual energy.

After Li Yang and Zhang Xia came out of Li Jian's bedroom, it took them less than a second to clean up their respective messes - they even used their extraordinary powers at home.

After cleaning up in a second, they went into the kitchen as usual to help Chen Xin cook.

With their help, breakfast was prepared quickly and soon the aroma filled the air.

Chen Xin went over and woke up Li Jian, who was lying on the sofa in a daze. His eyes were bloodshot and he was extremely sleepy. He felt his head was heavy and he barely managed to keep from falling asleep. However, he was unaware of anything unusual at home.

Even his mother Zhang Xia's body kept shaking while eating, his wife Chen Xin's shoulders trembled from time to time, and his brother Li Yang never raised one hand, his body was bent low, and one foot seemed to be always raised, but no one could notice any of these things.

At such a close distance, he couldn't even notice the movements. It was more than just being sleepy.

"Li Jian should be at the stage of transformation into a god."

Zhang Xia, Chen Xin and even Li Yang all thought of this. The so-called Deification refers to an important transformation stage in Li Jian's path of cultivation. The changes brought about by passing this stage are as huge as a mortal becoming a god, so it is called the "Deification" stage.

But at the same time, passing this 'transformation barrier' is also extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, or your foundation is even a little bit insufficient, your entire foundation may be destroyed, and you will become a useless person who will never make any progress again.

But it is precisely this kind of difficulty that separates mortals from gods, and it is called the "God Transformation Pass". Compared with the power obtained after passing this pass, everyone thinks that this danger is justified.

But at the same time, big gains mean big risks, and Li Jian’s current situation is very dangerous.

But when she thought of this, Zhang Xia turned her head to look at Li Yang who was stirring inside her. After a slight pause, she actually took the initiative to sit next to him, and her body relaxed a little.

Of course, the Deification Stage is extremely dangerous, and it seems like there are endless difficulties.

But at the same time, passing this level is like a mortal becoming a god, which is not something every practitioner can achieve.

In other words, only one in ten million people have a chance of reaching this danger, and only one in a million people have a chance of reaching this level.

Because to reach this level, you either need qualifications or resources.

Obviously, Li Jian's qualifications are not good, so the obvious reason why he can reach this point is resources.

But what kind of resources can enable him to reach this point?
It was 100% impossible to rely on her and her husband. The only answer was Li Yang who was playing with her.

Her son's current achievements are all thanks to him...

Suddenly, Zhang Xia found that the panic in her heart over the past two days was relieved a lot. She looked at Li Yang who was still playing with her, suddenly pursed her lips, picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and fed him.

It seemed as if she was afraid that it would be inconvenient for him to eat, so she fed him with her mouth.

Even Chen Xin, who was originally sitting opposite Li Yang, suddenly stood up and sat on his right, serving tea and water to Li Yang, allowing him to enjoy the food without moving his hands.

But what was different from what Zhang Xia thought was that... everything she had now depended on Li Yang.

If it weren't for Li Yang, she would instantly fall from her current comfortable life and become a struggling, almost hopeless sufferer at the bottom of society.

In this case, what else could she complain about?

"Let Li Yang do whatever he wants."

An idea flashed through Chen Xin's mind, and she gently cleaned off some rice stains from the corners of Li Yang's mouth that were left when Zhang Xia fed her with her lips just now.

Li Jian on the opposite side was drowsy. He was in the critical period of transformation and was extremely alert and careful except when he was practicing and practicing magic. He had no way of noticing these situations at other times. It was not until Li Yang was fed by Zhang Xia and Chen Xin left and right that he turned around in a daze, walked to the sofa and lay down again.

The night shift that just ended was like a long and painful ordeal for Li Jian. After more than ten hours of high-intensity work, his body and mind were on the verge of collapse.

Even after sleeping for a while and eating a refreshing breakfast, his eyes were still bloodshot, filled with deep fatigue and helplessness. His originally straight spine was now slightly bent, as if it was bent by an invisible and heavy yoke.

The moment he lay on the sofa, his whole body was like a puddle of soft mud, and he collapsed on it without any strength. The moment his body touched the sofa, there was a dull sound, just like the exhaustion and pain that had been suppressed for a long time in his heart was fully vented.

Li Jian lay on the sofa, motionless, with only the faint and slightly rapid breathing sound indicating that he was still alive. His hair was in disarray, the roots of his hair were soaked with sweat, and tightly attached to his scalp. A few strands of hair stubbornly curled up, as if protesting the excessive fatigue of the owner. The stubble on his face grew wantonly, adding a bit of haggardness and vicissitudes, and a red and swollen pimple appeared on his chin, which was evidence of endocrine disorder.

He closed his eyes tightly, but his eyelids were still twitching restlessly, as if in that closed world. His thick eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he wanted to resist the endless fatigue, but he was powerless. His brows were tightly furrowed, and the deep "chuan"-shaped wrinkles seemed to be engraved on his face, and he couldn't relax even in his sleep.

His lips were dry and bloodless, slightly open, and he was breathing weakly and unevenly. Sometimes, he would smack his lips unconsciously, as if he was looking for a trace of moisture in his dream, and there was even a thin layer of dandruff on the edges of his dry lips.

His hands drooped limply at his sides, his fingers slightly curled, as if he was still holding the tools he was working with. His hands were rough and covered with calluses, and the joints were thick and protruding from excessive force. There were still some stains between his nails that were difficult to clean from work. His legs were stretched straight, with his feet facing the ground, as if he had completely lost the strength to change his posture. The joints at his knees were red and swollen from standing for a long time, and they were aching slightly. The veins on the surface of his skin were protruding like winding earthworms. The knees of his pants were not only severely worn, but also stained with tiny spots, which were the marks left by work.

His body trembled from time to time, as if he was fighting the fatigue that penetrated deep into his bones. Every tremor was like his body crying silently, expressing the extreme exhaustion. His shoulders shrugged slightly, the veins in his neck were faintly visible, and a low whimper occasionally came out of his throat.

Li Jian's breathing was heavy and rapid, and every breath seemed to be trying to absorb life energy from the air. His chest rose and fell with each breath, as if his heart and lungs were working as hard as they could to maintain this extremely exhausted body.

The morning light shines through the window and gently falls on Li Jian's face, outlining his haggard and tired features. His face looks pale and thin in the moonlight, as if he has just experienced a serious illness, with high cheekbones and deep eye sockets.

Time passed quietly, and Li Jian was still sleeping on the sofa, with no sign of waking up. His body was completely in extreme fatigue and he couldn't extricate himself.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Jian's cell phone suddenly rang. The ringtone sounded particularly sharp and piercing in the quiet living room, but Li Jian did not respond. The phone rang for a while and then hung up automatically. Then, several more text messages came one after another, and the notification sounds came one after another, but Li Jian was still immersed in a deep sleep and was completely unaware of all this.

As the night deepened, the temperature gradually dropped. Li Jian curled up unconsciously, hugging his chest tightly with both hands, trying to find a trace of warmth. His lips trembled slightly, and he uttered indistinct mumblings in his sleep, perhaps calling for a warm embrace, or perhaps praying for peace and relaxation.

The clock in the living room ticked, and every tick seemed to strike Li Jian's tired heart. However, he could no longer hear these sounds, and there was only endless darkness and fatigue in his world.

It was not until the light of dawn came through the window and gently sprinkled into the living room that Li Jian moved slightly. His eyes slowly opened, revealing a look of confusion and pain. He tried to sit up, but his body felt like it was being pressed down by a huge rock, so heavy that he could not move at all.

Li Jian was stunned for a while, then shook his head to dispel the strange feeling. While feeling sad about the difficulty of the 'Metamorphosis' tribulation, he woke up from the sofa, looked at the time, and found that there were still five hours before work, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Li Yang, his wife and mother were nowhere to be seen, and the doors of all the rooms were closed. He did not care and was just about to sit on the sofa to practice when he received a visit notification.

When he opened it and saw the applicant, he was stunned.

"Hi, brother Li Yang, do you still remember me? I'm here to see you."

An extremely beautiful lady, who was very familiar to Li Jian, waved her white hands and smiled as she recorded the video, which made Li Jian stunned.

Her forehead is broad and smooth, revealing the light of wisdom, and a few strands of hair scattered randomly add a bit of laziness and casualness. The pair of slender and slightly raised eyebrows are like carefully drawn paintings, with rich and natural eyebrow color, which makes her eyes look deeper and more mysterious.

Her eyes are an abyss that people can sink into. They are a pair of narrow and charming phoenix eyes, with a faint arc at the corners of the eyes. The eyeballs are like the deep night sky, dotted with stars, and like a deep pool, making it difficult to fathom the bottom. The thick eyelashes are like a dense forest, adding a hazy filter to the eyes. When she blinks slightly, the eyelashes flutter gently like butterfly wings, which is very attractive.

Her nose is straight and high, like a beautiful mountain, showing her perseverance and courage. Her nose is delicate, trembling slightly with her breathing, exuding an indescribable charm.

Her lips are plump and sexy, a delicate rose red, with clear and graceful lip lines, and a slightly upturned mouth corner with a confident and charming smile. When she opens her red lips, the sound is like the song of a nightingale, melodious and graceful. Her teeth are white and neat, shining like pearls, adding endless charm to her smile.

Her skin was fair, but not the kind of childish white. Instead, it was as smooth as mutton-fat jade, with a mature luster. Under the light, the pale blue blood vessels under her skin could be vaguely seen, adding a bit of mystery to her.

Her face is a delicate oval face with smooth and soft lines, a round but sharp chin, showing just the right amount of firmness. Her face is well-defined and her cheekbones are slightly raised, adding a sense of three-dimensionality and layering to her features.

Her hair is as smooth and shiny as black satin, casually draped over her shoulders, with slightly curled ends, giving her a mature feminine charm. Sometimes, she would pin one side of her hair behind her ear, revealing her delicate earlobe and shining earrings, making her look more elegant and generous.

She is tall and graceful, with perfect proportions. Her shoulders are graceful and moderately wide, showing a calm and confident look. Her collarbones are clearly visible, like two graceful arcs, sexy and charming.

Her waist is slender but strong, as soft as a willow, yet full of tenacity. Every time she turns around, her slender waist is like a willow branch swaying in the wind, light and moving.

Her arms are long and slender, with smooth skin, and her fingers are slender and long, with her nails trimmed neatly and rounded, and occasionally painted with a layer of low-key nail polish, which makes her look more delicate.

Her legs are straight and slender, with tight and elastic lines. Her calf muscles are firm, and her thighs are round without losing their lines. Her ankles are slender and her arches are beautiful. When she puts on high heels, her steps are firm and elegant, and every step exudes the charm of a mature woman.

Her clothes are always simple and elegant, showing her mature taste. In the workplace, she wears a slim suit, a white shirt with a slightly open collar, revealing a slender neck, and a delicate silk scarf, which makes her look capable and feminine. In her leisure time, she will choose a simple dress, the hem of which flutters in the wind, showing her elegant demeanor. Or a loose sweater with tight jeans, revealing a sense of fashion in simplicity.

Her accessories are never complicated, but they always enhance her overall temperament just right. A simple diamond necklace sparkles between her collarbones, adding a touch of nobility to her. A pair of small pearl earrings exudes a soft luster, highlighting her gentleness.

Her smile is no longer the innocent smile of a young girl, but a mature calmness and composure. Her smile is full of understanding and tolerance, as if it has been baptized by the years, and is even more touching. When she smiles, her eyes bend into a charming crescent shape, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes are looming, but it does not affect her beauty at all, but adds a bit of charm given by time.

————Lin Yueyue.

He was the most brilliant flower in his class when he was in school, exuding a mature and charming charm.
Why did she come to my house?

"Lin Yueyue, why did you come to my house?"

Surprised, Li Jian looked at the class beauty, whom he still had fantasies about, pursed his lips, and couldn't help asking.

"Ah, it's Li Jian. I want to date Li Yang..." (End of this chapter)