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

A look of panic appeared on Arona's face, unlike anything he had ever seen before.

Zhou Yan slowly uttered a single "heh".

As mentioned before, before Zhou Yan uttered the word "future," he used his keen eye to deduce the future. In his deductions, Zhou Yan tried countless methods to escape from Aruna's grasp, but Aruna easily saw through his schemes and captured him, dragging him into his monk's quarters.

Arona was, after all, a dragon king who had spent a long time with the previous generation of Bai Ze and had a delicate relationship with him. Zhou Yan, an eighteen-year-old child, still seemed somewhat naive in front of this thousand-year-old white dragon.

But the Bai Ze of today is not the Bai Ze of the past. Zhou Yan has abilities that the Bai Ze of the past did not have, and Arona certainly does not know about these abilities.

Zhou Yan's only chance of winning now is to exploit an information gap.

Zhou Yan focused his attention on the Little Western Paradise he was controlling.

……

Xiaoxitian, at a beach.

A young man lay on a deck chair, his gaze constantly shifting between the girls playing beach volleyball around him.

These young girls, dressed in sexy bikinis, moved their beautiful figures under the sun, exuding a strong sense of youthful beauty.

The young man, his mouth dry, picked up a bottle of beverage and took a sip. After drinking half of it, a voice sounded in his ear, and his expression changed.

……

Daren Fitness Center, Zhongzhou City.

Little Yama, dressed in sportswear, twisted his body on a yoga mat. ‖∑※|↑-

The Martial Star on one side was pressing down on Little Yama's hands, feet, and back.

"Breathe slowly, yes, that's it..."

Wu Quxing placed his hand on Xiao Yanjun's lower abdomen and touched the dantian below his navel as he spoke.

"Do you feel a warm current flowing in this place?"

Little Yama shook his head.

"A little."

Wu Quxing nodded.

“Very good, now I’ll enlighten you…”

Wu Quxing's fingers moved upwards from Xiao Yanjun's lower abdomen, pressing on several major acupoints on Xiao Yanjun's body. As he pressed, he infused true qi into the acupoints, allowing true qi to flow between them.

Little Yama began to change his posture to adapt to the flow of true energy within his body.

After striking a few poses, Little Yama couldn't help but ask Wuquxing a question.

"Practicing this exercise will make you look better, right?"

Wu Quxing struck a bodybuilding pose.

"Absolutely. If you practice this skill, when you come of age, go out for a stroll and you'll get a 200% head-turning rate. You'll meet more than 20 men who want your contact information."

Wu Quxing struck another bodybuilding pose.

"When a man is confident enough to want to date you, you should put me out there and say that I am your boyfriend and that you can only date me if you beat me."

At that time, Wuquxing will definitely wear a Hanfu, a headscarf, and dress himself up as an incomparably handsome, weak, and vulnerable immortal.

In terms of looks, Wu Quxing believes he is second to none. In fact, if it comes to a real fight, Wu Quxing will show any man who wants to duel him what it means to look thin in clothes but have muscles underneath.

Little Yama happily struck another pose and even offered a suggestion.

"How about you wear women's clothes and come shopping with me?"

"We'll see who gets asked for their contact information more often, and whoever does it will treat everyone to dinner."

Oh no!

Little Yama looked at him with a mocking expression.

"It seems that even without dressing as a woman, you, Lao Wu, have a lot of men asking for your contact information."

Wu Quxing immediately looked disgusted.

"Don't talk about such disgusting things."

Perhaps it's because Wu Quxing usually has such a handsome appearance with her celestial skin that she gets more men than women asking for her contact information when she walks down the street.

Wu Quxing often couldn't help but sigh, wondering if the world had degenerated to such an extent in the sixty years since he died.

Wu Quxing reached out and touched the spine behind Xiao Yanjun, his fingertips pressing on a major acupoint on the spine.

"Dong dong dong..."

There was a knock on the door, followed by a hoarse voice.

"Your Majesty, Little Western Heaven has important information to report."

Because of his posture, Little Yama was having some difficulty exhaling.

"Come in."

The gym door opened, and a mummified eunuch walked in.

While Er was doing yoga poses, Xiao Yanjun and Wuquxing, who was holding Xiao Yanjun's hands and feet, did not change their movements. Xiao Yanjun did not even look at the eunuch who came in, and spoke.

4. "What's the matter?"

The eunuch bowed.

"It was Lord Zhou who sent the message. He seems to have been detained in Lingshan and urgently needs His Majesty's help."

Wu Quxing released Xiao Yanjun's hand. Xiao Yanjun, covered in sweat and with a sore back, straightened his posture and stood up.

"Help? Sure, I'll go prepare right now."

The eunuch hurriedly replied.

"Your Majesty, Lord Zhou said that Mount Ling is a dangerous place. If we fight there, anything could happen. Therefore, Lord Zhou wants a safer way to rescue us."

Little Yama wiped his sweat.

"A safer approach?"

The eunuch said respectfully.

"Lord Zhou wants to die once."

Little Yama remained silent.

Zhou Yan, that kid, he's really going all out.

……

Lingshan, Qingjing Temple.

Zhou Yan was led by the hand by Aruna and they entered the monk's cell where Aruna was.

The monks' quarters were simply decorated—or rather, not decorated at all. The walls were just plastered with whitewash, and there was a bookshelf filled with Buddhist scriptures, a small table, and a bed.

Arona led Zhou Yan to the bed, and the two lay down together.

Zhou Yan was under Arona's control, his arms around Arona, and he let Arona, who was lying on the bed, bury her face in his chest.

"Big White..."

Arona's unseen face was gently rubbing against Zhou Yan's chest, making Zhou Yan's chest feel itchy.

“You once told me that I was very small, but also very fair-skinned, so I was called Little White. You are very big, so you are called Big White.”

Arona's voice was filled with longing, as if she had an extremely tender affection for this memory.

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“I was young then and didn’t understand anything. You said I was your child’s child because we were both white-haired, and I believed you. I’ve called you Grandpa since I was little…”

Zhou Yan rolled his eyes.

Arona choked up a little.

"It wasn't until my biological father appeared that I realized my father was Zhu Jiuyin, and you and my biological father are of the same generation. You made me call you grandfather for hundreds of years, you took advantage of my father for hundreds of years."

Zhou Yan: "Σ(゜ロ゜;)"

In my past life, did I make Zhu Jiuyin's own daughter call me "Grandpa" for hundreds of years?

This is equivalent to being Zhu Jiuyin's father for hundreds of years...

Bai Ze, are you crazy?

Who is Zhu Jiuyin? How dare you take advantage of him?!

Arona's breath landed on Zhou Yan's chest, making his shirt feel a little warm.

“You, you used to like to take me traveling around the world, to meet some people you knew, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, the Four Seas Dragon Kings, the Heavenly Court Gods, the Underworld Gods, and you would happily take me there, saying that I was your granddaughter, and that I should call you Grandpa in front of them.”

"At the time, I thought you liked me. I always liked calling you grandpa in front of others, and I didn't see the strange expressions on your friends' faces when I called you grandpa."

If Zhou Yan weren't unable to move his hands, he would definitely have already pressed both hands to his face.

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He even went around showing off to people.

This was practically a slap in the face, a slap right across Zhu Jiuyin's face.

How could a great god like Zhujiuyin possibly tolerate such an insult?

"Later, my father found you, Da Bai."

Arona gripped Zhou Yan's chest tightly, her head slightly raised above his chest, her red eyes fixed on Zhou Yan's chin.

"He fought with you."

Zhou Yan asked with difficulty.

"I lost?"

Bai Ze is not a very good fighting beast. Zhou Yan's only real fighting ability among his innate divine powers is the "tremor" skill. The others are basically for running away and escaping.

Both Houtu Niangniang and Yinglong have said that Bai Ze is both cunning and good at running away. Zhou Yan guessed that in the later stages of his life, fighting would only be a side job, and running away would be his main job if he couldn't win.

Therefore, Zhou Yan felt that he would most likely lose to a powerful being like Zhu Jiuyin, even if Bai Ze was at full awakening at that time.

"Well, Big White, you lost. I was captured by Father and taken to Zhangwei Mountain."

Zhangwei Mountain is the territory under the jurisdiction of Zhujiuyin, and is Zhujiuyin's divine kingdom.

“Back then, I cried and made a fuss every day, wanting to find you, Da Bai. Later I found out that I am not actually your granddaughter. I have been deceived by you for hundreds of years.”

Arona's voice sounded aggrieved.

"After I realized the truth, my father kept telling me that I was a white-haired beast who liked to cause trouble everywhere, and that anyone in the family who saw me would have to beat me up."

"But I don't think you're a bad person, Da Bai. My dad is the bad guy..."

Arona said bitterly.

“My father came to acknowledge me not because I am His daughter, but because He did not want you to take advantage of him. He does not care about the life or death of our descendants who have spread our seed everywhere.”

Zhou Yan: "..."

Just as Zhou Yan was about to say something to comfort him, a voice came from inside the Little Western Heaven.

"Xiao Yan?"

It was Little Yama's voice.

Zhou Yan closed his eyes and focused his attention on the Little Western Heaven.

……

Within Little West Heaven lies a small world, a mountain peak.

Little Yama stood atop the mountain peak, shouting.

"Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, can you hear me?"

Zhou Yan's eyes peeked out from the dim, gloomy sky.

There was a whooshing sound of wind, which then turned into somewhat indistinct human voices.

"I can hear you..."