After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

“Brother, I, I laid an egg for you.”

The little girl pulled a bird egg out from behind her back.

Zhou Yan: "..."

Is it Chongba?

Also, why is Chongba a loli?

There was a knock on the door, followed by Zhuque's voice.

"Honey, come out for breakfast. You have to go to school after you eat, so don't be late."

Zhou Yan walked to the bedroom door with his mouth slightly open, opened it, and behind the door was Zhu Que wearing an apron. Zhu Que smiled at Zhou Yan.

"Jiufeng has already eaten downstairs and is waiting for you to come down so you can go to school together." №◇∷∷{｜∥

Zhou Yan: "..."

Forget about the Vermilion Bird, has the Nine Phoenixes arrived too?

Zhou Yan washed up, put on his clothes, went downstairs, ate breakfast, left his home, and got into Jiu Feng's car to go to a nearby university.

The car stopped at the university gate. Zhou Yan looked at the university's logo wall, which had the words "Daxia University" written on it.

Great Xia University is the top university in the Eastern Xia Federation. Being able to get into this university is considered to be among the elite. It was the university that Zhou Yan most hoped to be admitted to in the past.

Jiu Feng opened the door and got out of the car with Zhou Yan. Then, under the envious gazes of countless classmates, Jiu Feng hugged Zhou Yan's arm and leaned against his hand like a little bird.

Zhou Yan could hear the discussions of the students around him.

"Who is this guy? Why is he hugging the most beautiful girl in the art department?"

"What do you mean 'department beauty'? She's the school beauty! Which girl in the school is prettier than Chu Daoyun?"

"I think it was Chu Daoyun who picked him up, that pretty boy?"

"Ugh, what exactly does Chu Daoyun like about him? Can I go up to her?"

Zhou Yan scanned the people around him.

These people are PCs simulated using data from the Great Round Mirror's Wisdom; they are used by the Revolving Gate to act as straight men for everyone with a real soul.

People only gain a sense of superiority when comparing themselves to others, which is why the Vacuum Living Buddha equipped everyone who entered Little Western Paradise with a large number of PCs. …

This VP is indeed quite high-level. Zhou Yan admitted that if he had entered this world before he was an Awakened, he would probably have preferred to stay here and never wake up.

"husband……"

"I'm holding Zhou Yan's arm," Jiu Feng said softly.

"You don't have class at noon, right?"

Zhou Yan nodded.

Jiufeng looked up from below, staring pitifully into Zhou Yan's eyes.

"How about we go see 'My Love' at noon?"

Just as Zhou Yan was about to agree, an elegant voice came from afar.

"Sorry, Xiao Yan, we're going to a hotel room together later."

Zhou Yan, Jiu Feng, and everyone else turned their heads.

At a corner on the university street, a stunningly beautiful girl dressed in gothic clothing walked by.

Unlike Jiu Feng's ethereal elegance, the girl who walked over seemed to have been coated with a captivating magic potion from head to toe. Every smile, every gesture exuded a natural charm that made people's hearts burn with desire, and they wished they could rush up and pull the girl into their arms.

Zhou Yan pushed Jiu Feng away from his arms, nodded to Zhang Ye, who had a Gothic Lolita-style skin, who was walking towards him, and then walked over.

That vixen seems to have developed into a more demonic woman since I last saw her.

Zhou Yan walked over to Zhang Ye, who then put his arm around Zhou Yan's and whispered teasingly.

"How do you know I'm real or fake? Maybe what I am now is the manifestation of your desires, and you actually want to be with me too..."

7 Zhang Ye's eyes exuded an indescribable allure.

"Do what every man wants to do."

Zhou Yan chuckled.

San is immune to all illusions and perception modifications, so he can tell at a glance who is real and who is fake in this Little Western Heaven. Zhang Ye is real, and he is completely different from Jiu Feng, Su Xiaowan, Qing Cai, Cong Ming and Zhu Que.

Si is, after all, a straight man, so how could he possibly be interested in a woman who has fallen in love with sex, even if that man is really handsome, has a great body, and is incredibly slutty?

Si Zhouyan walked out of the street in front of the university under the stunned gazes of everyone else.

As soon as Er Yi stepped outside, the surrounding scenery changed. Zhou Yan arrived at a street in a slum. On this street, PCs created to help real people gain a sense of superiority roamed freely around Zhou Yan and Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye leaned close to Zhou Yan's ear and whispered.

Have you thought about what to do next?

Zhou Yan looked up, and Bai Ze's omniscient eyes pierced through the sky and clouds, through one VR world after another, and finally saw a ball of light that was constantly changing and rotating in shades of blue, red, black and white.

The Four Divine Beasts have also entered Little Western Paradise, and have already begun fighting against the monk Wuyu who guards Little Western Paradise.

This was exactly what Zhou Yan had predicted. In fact, Zhou Yan estimated that Jiu Feng would join the battle later. At that time, all the Buddhas and Wu Yu in the Little Western Heaven would join forces to resist the Four Divine Beasts and Jiu Feng. At that time, no, right now, they should not be able to spare any hands to deal with him, the invader who currently only has the combat power of a high-end demigod.

and so……

Zhou Yan said in a low voice.

"I know what I'm going to do. Just follow me."

Previously, when Zhou Yan burned the imperial edict for Nuwa, Nuwa's six-word response already told Zhou Yan how to deal with the Buddha of all beings.

Therefore, Zhou Yan had no choice but to reluctantly cooperate with Zhang Ye, who kept calling her his wife and his little cutie.

Chapter Thirty-One: Life

A beach.

Baihu walked barefoot on the beach, his brow furrowed with nostalgia. This was Baihu's hometown. When he was a child, Baihu loved to come to this beach after school to look for seashells and all sorts of trash. Even in junior high school, before he had fully realized his potential, Baihu had already collected a shoebox full of "treasures." Every year during holidays, he would take out this shoebox full of treasures and show it off to his peers and younger generations.

Of course, this so-called treasure from his youth was lost back when Bai Yihu entered the Sixth University.

At that time, He fell in love with women, games, and socializing, and stopped liking his own naivety and innocence.

The white tiger smiled gently.

He now has everything he could ever want, and there are few treasures in this world that would even catch his eye. But looking at this beach and the seashells on it, the White Tiger actually had the idea of ​​collecting these seashells to show his children in the future.

However, as soon as the thought crossed his mind, Baihu turned his head and looked at the sparkling sea outside the beach.

In the distance, the stunningly beautiful and desireless monk walked barefoot across the water, his head adorned with a birthday glow, his body radiating countless rays of Buddhist light, illuminating the surroundings with holy brilliance.

The white tiger walked over nonchalantly.

"I don't know what you're thinking."

White fur began to appear on the white tiger's body.

"Your idea is good, but do you really think that one Buddha like yourself can fight against the Four Divine Beasts?"

The muscles on the white tiger's body stretched its coat open, revealing its mythical form.

A five-meter-long white tiger.

However, after revealing this mythical form, the White Tiger also felt immense pressure.

Even someone as powerful as Him is suppressed within the Great Mirror of Wisdom. The White Tiger's current supernatural powers are reduced to less than three-tenths, and he is under immense pressure.

The monk Wuyu's eyes held a hidden Buddhist light, and his body slowly emanated a golden light that even the brilliance of the sun could not conceal. This golden light merged with the myriad rays of Buddhist light surrounding him, and slowly, the image of a joyful Bodhisattva appeared behind him.

This Bodhisattva of Joy holds a lotus flower in her hand, her face displaying a half-smile, seemingly unapproachable like a deity, yet also possessing the gentle grace of a pure young woman. Upon closer inspection, the Bodhisattva's face reveals the aloofness of an ice queen, the maturity of a girl next door, the purity of a young girl, and the sweetness of a mature woman.

It's amazing how every kind of feminine quality can be found in her, and the more you look at her, the happier you become, wishing you could throw yourself into the arms of this bodhisattva.

The monk Wuyu said calmly.

"If you see a mountain, just walk over there."

Behind the monk Wuyu, the Bodhisattva of Joy smiled radiantly. This smile was more than just breathtaking; it was as if the most beautiful things in the world were laid out before one's eyes, bringing great joy and liberation.

The white tiger opposite him let out a low roar and spat out a beam of white divine light.

……

On the other side, there was a small hill.

Zhuque strolled along a path on a small hill. When she reached the top, she stopped. She saw a car coming from the opposite hill and then stopping at a cliff.

Zhuque pursed her lips.

I recognize this car; it belongs to Zhuque's parents. When Zhuque was little, she lived with her grandparents because her parents were geographers, and they could only come home for less than ten days a year. As a result, when Zhuque was little, all she thought about was when her parents would come home, and hopefully they could even attend a parent-teacher conference with her.

That way, when he was studying at the school, no one would call him a bastard, a son of a bitch, or a mongrel.

Heaven knows how long Zhuque, who was still young at the time, could hide in an empty classroom and cry because a classmate said he had no parents.

The car door opened on the edge of the cliff, and a person stepped out. It wasn't Zhuque's parents who stepped out, but an old acquaintance—the monk Wusheng.

The monk, who had long since died at the hands of Xuanwu, saw Zhuque and, from a distance, clasped his hands together and bowed to Zhuque. Without saying much, he simply made the Immovable Mudra, and then his muscles burst open, revealing the image of the Immovable King who was growing taller and taller.

The distance of several kilometers could not stop the image of Fudo Myoo, which had expanded to a height of 100 meters. In fact, the enormous shadow of the image loomed over and covered the mountain where Suzaku was located.

Zhuque snorted, and the next second, the entire mountain was covered by a huge sun. The temperature of tens of millions of degrees Celsius directly vaporized everything around it. Only Fudo Myoo stood in place, as immovable as a mountain.

……

In a rural area.

Qinglong reached the village entrance, where a group of snotty-nosed children wearing patched clothes were playing and fighting with each other.

"Shall we go catch some bugs?"

"I want to eat silkworm pupae..."

"Kobayashi, you're such a glutton!"

"Watch out, Teacher Lin might spank you."

The children with runny noses headed towards the back of the mountain in the countryside.

Qinglong watched the children leave with tender eyes, then walked into the village. The village was small, with just over a thousand households, most of whom were farmers. When Qinglong entered, the villagers were either busy with farm work or squatting in a corner eating.

Several farmers noticed the presence of the Azure Dragon and looked up at the man in a fine suit. They could clearly sense that Lin Qingxuan's demeanor was not that of someone from the village, but why would a city gentleman return to their obscure countryside?

Qinglong stopped in front of a wooden house enclosed by a fence. The house was a combination of a vegetable garden and a house, with the vegetable garden in the front and the house in the back.

A middle-aged man with a towel hanging around his neck is watering the vegetables in the garden.

Qinglong just stared at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was Qinglong's father, Lin Xin, a rural teacher with little reputation. He was originally a college student from a big city, but after graduation, he did not stay in the city. Instead, he went to the countryside, married and had children, and gave birth to Qinglong, Lin Qingxuan.

Lin Qingxuan went to school and lived with his father from a young age. At first, Qinglong didn't think there was anything wrong with his rural identity, but after going to high school in a nearby county, Lin Qingxuan realized how clear the social classes were.

He was bullied by the children in the county town every day. Some of them even punched and kicked Qinglong and called him a dog.

Even the teachers said that Qinglong was a country bumpkin who came to the city without even considering whether he was good enough for it.

At that time, Qinglong often complained to his father, "Isn't it better for college graduates to find a job in the city?"

Why did he come to the countryside? He's now seen as a country bumpkin.

Of course, nowadays, no matter what one's background is, it doesn't matter to Lu Qinglong anymore. But looking at this familiar rural village and his father watering the vegetable garden, Qinglong still couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions.

"Squeak..."

The doors to Qinglong's father's house opened, and an old monk with a white beard came out.

Qinglong looked at the old monk and chuckled.

"I now realize that what I really want to go back to is the past."

After the Azure Dragon bloodline awakened, he lived a glorious life with few setbacks and pains. So now, the Azure Dragon has realized that his biggest regret is that he wants to go back to the past and make up for his childhood.

The old monk put his hands together in prayer position.

The Third Buddha appeared.

The Azure Dragon revealed its mythological form.

……