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

Zhou Yan felt a thorn in his back. The Si You patrol carriage began to descend.

The slightly plump young woman, resembling the Little Yama King, looked down, then looked up again.

"We're almost at Flower Fruit Mountain, get ready."

The image in the water mirror in the middle of the table shifted, the image of the Eastern Dipper Star Lord disappeared, and a volcano appeared in the water mirror.

Zhou Yan stared at the crater for a while, then asked in surprise.

"This is... Donghuang Volcano?"

Donghuang Volcano is an extinct volcano outside Zhongzhou City. Because of its beautiful winter scenery, a modern prose poet wrote a beautifully written article praising it. After this article was included in textbooks, it earned the qualification that Zhou Yan still deeply resents to this day.

That is to memorize the entire text.

Because of his affection for the house, Zhou Yan also felt disgusted by the extinct volcano.

In the scene reflected in the water mirror, the Siyou Imperial Carriage carrying them and the others plummeted into the crater.

Darkness enveloped everything in the water mirror.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

The sound of water flowing in from outside the Siyou Imperial Carriage could be heard continuously, and amidst the water's sound, one could faintly hear various low murmurs, curses, wild laughter, and cries.

Zhou Yan felt a slight stirring in his heart. Had he entered the sea of ​​the subconscious?

The little Yama, who was wearing Zhou Yan's skin, slowly changed at this moment, transforming from the skin he was wearing into a little girl who was less than 1.5 meters tall.

These are three phenomena that only occur when reality begins to peel away and consciousness takes over. →∈‖五≠

The feeling of descending lasted for about a minute before Zhou Yan's buttocks jerked.

The imperial carriage carrying the Emperor of You came to a stop on the ground.

The slightly plump young woman, now known as Little Yama, finished the last bit of her milk tea and exhaled a breath of milky fragrance.

"Alright, we've arrived at our destination."

The slightly plump young woman, now resembling the Little Yama King, looked at Zhou Yan again.

"Stay close to me later, don't run around or wander off, otherwise if something really happens, I'll have to abandon you."

Zhou Yan raised both hands.

"I know, I'm sure I can control myself."

Zhou Yan refused to believe that, with his self-control, he couldn't resist the fun that bloodlines bring.

The slightly plump young woman, who resembled the Little Yama King, looked incredulous but said nothing. She simply got up and walked towards the curtained door of the Siyou Imperial Carriage.

Zhou Yan and the little Yama King in his loli form followed the Siyou Imperial Carriage out of the city.

The scene outside the Siyou Imperial Carriage was quite familiar: an endless, deep blue ocean. However, unlike when Zhou Yan and Xiao Yanjun arrived, when they couldn't see any scenery, there was a huge island shrouded in thick fog not far in front of the Siyou Imperial Carriage.

The Siyou Imperial Carriage moved slowly forward, and in just a few breaths, it arrived at the beach of the foggy island. The beach was also covered by a huge amount of fog. Under the thick white fog, the visibility was only five meters. Beyond five meters, there was only chaos and nothing could be seen.

The slightly chubby young woman version of Little Yama was the first to jump off the Siyou Imperial Carriage and onto the beach, followed by Zhou Yan, who was holding the little Yama in her loli form.

The first woman to reach the beach, a slightly plump young woman resembling Little Yama, called out to the coachman of Si You's imperial carriage. (The remaining text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.)

"Wait for me to come back."

The driver nodded without saying a word.

Zhou Yan, the loli-like Little Yama, walked to the side of the slightly chubby young woman version of Little Yama. The slightly chubby young woman version of Little Yama took a deep breath and then spoke.

"This is Flower Fruit Mountain, a..."

The slightly plump young woman, dressed as Little Yama, had a solemn expression.

"...There are absolutely no rules, and anything can happen. Never mind, you wouldn't understand. Come with me, and we'll talk as we walk."

The slightly plump young woman, resembling the young Yama, strode towards the dense fog.

The fog here was incredibly thick. The slightly plump young woman, who was actually the Little Yama King, only took a few steps forward before half of her body was covered by the white fog.

As he walked further ahead, the thick fog behind him obscured the road. Zhou Yan tried to look back, but he could no longer see the road and beach he had come from.

Zhou Yan couldn't help but ask the slightly plump young woman version of Little Yama.

"If we turn back now, will we be unable to get back to the beach?"

The slightly plump young woman, resembling Little Yama, hummed in agreement.

Just as Zhou Yan thought, once this place is covered by thick fog, there will be no definite spatial location. Even if you leave traces and try to find your way back, you will not be able to go back.

"Then... how are we going to go out later?"

The slightly plump young woman version of Little Yama stopped in her tracks. The fine white aura of mist rippled around her, like ripples on water.

Zhou Yan also stopped, and the young man hurriedly said.

"I'm not doubting you, Brother Yan. I'm just worried that if something unexpected happens to us and we're separated, the three of us left behind will still have a chance to go back." (Wu/¨)

With visibility at only five meters and the surrounding area still being an eerie place with an uncertain spatial location, Zhou Yan was really afraid that he might accidentally get separated from the slightly chubby young woman version of Little Yama. If he could find a way to safely leave this place, Zhou Yan felt that he would at least have a little hope.

"Little Yama, a slightly plump young woman," she whispered.

"Xiao Yan..."

"Ok?"

"You're really unlucky..."

Zhou Yan felt a chill run down his spine. The way these words were put made him feel like an unlucky person in a horror movie who was chosen to explore a haunted house/abandoned mental hospital/cemetery/abandoned house where a murder had occurred on a street corner.

Is there any danger ahead?

Zhou Yan peered into the thick fog in front of the slightly plump young woman version of Xiao Yanjun. He hadn't paid attention to it before, but now that the slightly plump young woman version of Xiao Yanjun had mentioned it, Zhou Yan realized that the fog, with visibility of only five meters, faintly revealed a familiar outline.

"You'll see what's ahead once you go over there."

Zhou Yan always felt that there was a hint of suppressed laughter in the words spoken by the slightly chubby young woman version of Little Yama.

The slightly plump young woman version of Little Yama continued forward, with Zhou Yan following behind. After walking about ten meters, the outline that Zhou Yan had vaguely seen in the thick fog became clearer and clearer.

When Zhou Yan was able to see the general outline, the young man couldn't help but open his mouth wide in surprise.

"This, this isn't..."

The outline in the thick fog transformed into a building, and the building's color and shape clearly indicated that it was the high school Zhou Yan had attended in the past.

As the slightly chubby young woman version of Xiao Yanjun moved forward, the high school that appeared in the thick fog became clearer and clearer. Zhou Yan saw the gate of his school, the playground of his school, and the teaching building of his school.

Then, Zhou Yan saw his classroom.

The surrounding white mist billowed, and lines and colors were frantically extracted from the white. One second Zhou Yan was walking on a muddy field, looking at his high school not far away. The next second, Zhou Yan entered his high school's teaching building and stood outside the classroom door.

Zhou Yan thought with surprise that this place was, after all, the subconscious world, and the scene being displayed now must be the result of his subconscious being revealed...

Zhou Yan's voice came from inside the classroom.

"This problem isn't solved this way..."

Then came the voice of Mi Qing, whom Zhou Yan had already forgotten and no longer cared about.

"Ugh, I don't understand..."

"I'll teach you..."

Then came the rustling sound of writing and gentle instruction, but as time went by, Mi Qing's voice began to grow rougher, and the writing sound began to be mixed with the smacking sound of tongues touching.

Zhou Yan blushed.

The slightly chubby young woman version of Little Yama and the little girl version of Little Yama quickly ran to the classroom door and peeked through the crack.

The two little Yama Kings originally planned to look at Zhou Yan's dark history, but after opening the door, they found that no one was in the classroom.

There was no one inside; only the neatly arranged chairs indicated the tranquility of the classroom.

But the sounds were still there: the sound of clothes being undressed, the sound of kissing, and indescribable noises. All of these sounds combined together should have been enough to kill that white-haired beast, but because there were no visuals, it only killed half of it.

Zhou Yan, standing behind the two little Yama Kings, simply pushed open the door and went inside.

As soon as Zhou Yan went inside, the sounds that could be discerned from what was happening inside disappeared.

The slightly plump young woman, a version of Little Yama, asked in confusion.

"That shouldn't be the case, why is there nothing there?"

Zhou Yan walked to the desk where he used to study.

The desk was a standard desk, with some textbooks and stationery inside. Zhou Yan could still smell Mi Qing's scent.

Behind Zhou Yan, the slightly plump young woman, who resembled the Little Yama King, saw Zhou Yan sniffle and teased him.

"This place seems to be deep in the subconscious, which will restore a part of human memories into scenes. Sometimes the scene restoration is so intense that you will find that there is an extra you, and this one wants to replace you."

The little Yama in her loli form nodded.

"So, if you want to get out of this place, do you have to defeat yourself—or rather, your inner demons?"

The slightly plump young woman, resembling Little Yama, hummed in agreement.

Zhou Yan asked without turning his head.

"What about the Four Divine Beasts? Didn't they overcome their inner demons?"

The slightly plump young woman, resembling the Little Yama King, shook her head slightly.

Death is not because they failed to overcome their inner demons, but because they went too deep into them. If they turned back halfway, it would be very tiring to start all over again.

The slightly plump young woman, dressed as Little Yama, walked up behind Zhou Yan.

Liu: "You're unlucky. This time, you're the one who should be facing your inner demons, but I'm here..."

Nine "Heh..."

Zhou Yan chuckled, patted the table, and scoffed.

7. "Is it impossible to imitate?"

Eight. The slightly chubby young woman version of Little Yama, and the changes in expression of the little girl version of Little Yama.

With a casual wave of her hand, the slightly plump young woman, Little Yama, enveloped Zhou Yan in a dense aura of yin energy.

Zhong Zhouyan kicked his desk, but the desk didn't budge.

Z: "They really don't listen to reason, so they'll have to suffer the consequences."

Zhou Yan reached out, and the Shengwu Sword extended outward from his wrist. Zhou Yan pressed the tip of the Shengwu Sword against the desk surface.

"I'm going to stab you now..."

The desk still didn't respond.

The tip of the Shengwu sword landed on the desk and entered, with bright red blood oozing out from the tip.

"Wait a moment!"

Suddenly, a pair of eyes opened on the U-shaped desk surface, and a mouth beneath those eyes opened and closed.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll do anything as long as you don't kill me!"

The slightly plump young woman, dressed as Little Yama, walked to Zhou Yan's side with her mouth slightly open.

"What...is this thing?"

The slightly chubby young woman who plays the role of Little Yama has been in Huaguo Mountain for several years, but she never discovered that this place had such a thing.

Zhou Yan patted the table and said meaningfully.

"Heart Monkey..."

The table began to shake, and the lines and colors on the outside changed, eventually transforming into a small monkey that was 1.4 meters tall.

The monkey looked fearfully at Zhou Yan and the Shengwu sword in Zhou Yan's hand.

Zhou Yan patted the monkey's face with the blade of his Shengwu sword.

"Little guy, give me a reason not to kill you."

The monkey's eyes darted around, and in the next second, the monkey grew taller, its facial features became human-like, and it even wore Zhou Yan's high school uniform.

The restless mind transformed into a human. This human was Mi Qing, the same Mi Qing who should have been in the classroom with Zhou Yan, sharing a life-or-death harmony.

Xin Yuan, wearing Mi Qing's face, looked at Zhou Yan pitifully.