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

They seem to be from a wealthy family.

Furthermore, Zhou Yan moved his body and felt an indescribable soreness all over his body.

It's probably a cold.

For a normal person to catch a cold and get an IV drip would take at least a week to recover, but Zhou Yan is different. With Nuwa's rebirth, Zhou Yan only needs ten minutes to restore his body to normal.

After lifting the covers, Zhou Yan, now fully recovered from his illness, got out of bed. However, as soon as he put his legs on the edge of the bed, he was shocked to find that his legs, in terms of both thickness and skin, were not what a boy should have.

"Ok?"

Zhou Yan looked around after noticing something. Only then did he realize that the bedroom he was in was decorated in a warm, light pink color scheme, a color that didn't seem like something a boy's room should have.

Zhou Yan immediately put his hand in front of him.

Hmm, her hands are delicate and warm; you can tell from her bone structure that she's a woman. —0"]？《Eight⌒"…

Perhaps because he had disguised himself as a woman several times before, Zhou Yan felt no burden whatsoever about being resurrected as a woman this time. He simply thought, "Ah, it's a woman."

Sure enough, after dressing as a woman once, there was no more pressure.

However, there's no such thing as wearing women's clothing only once or countless times; Zhou Yan doesn't like going out in women's clothes to seduce men.

There was a pair of rabbit-head slippers by the bed, which looked incredibly cute.

Zhou Yan reluctantly put his feet into his slippers, walked to the wardrobe, and opened the door.

Just as Zhou Yan had expected, there was a mirror inside the wardrobe door. Zhou Yan stood in front of the mirror and carefully examined himself.

The girl in the mirror is a goddess-level beauty with a face value of almost nine out of ten, who can attract countless eyes when walking on the street. However, her figure is not good. She is indeed thin in the right places, but flat in the right places.

However, the girl seemed to have realized her weakness. Zhou Yan looked at the clothes in the wardrobe and saw that they were all in the Lolita style, which showed that she was going for a cute and childlike look in order to avoid the disadvantage of not having a good figure.

Quite smart.

The only problem is that Zhou Yan, a man who has been a real man for twenty years, always looks at the dresses and stockings in his closet with an unsettling expression.

"Ok?"

Zhou Yan suddenly discovered that he could open his own attribute panel in the mirror.

Name: Zhou Wanwan. (驷)

Age: 16. Part 1

Height: 159 cm. (Six)

Weight: 46 kg.

Personal attributes. (Lin)

Strength: 0.9 (1 represents the average physical fitness of an adult)

Neural reaction speed: 1.2

Agility: 0.9

Stamina: 0.8

Intelligence: 5 (Speed ​​only)

Spirit: ∞

Perception: ∞

Bloodline: Bai Ze (Awakening level 9%).

Bloodline Awakening Passive Skill.

Omniscient: All phenomena in the heavens are as clear as the lines on the palm of one's hand.

A calm mind: In non-coercive situations, emotional fluctuations will not exceed 10%.

Did I possess such a high level of awareness from the very beginning of this world?

That's fine. Although it's only a matter of time before Zhou Yan, who possesses the Transformation Divine Power and the Divine Firmament Seal, develops his bloodline, the 9% awakening level can still save him a day or two.

"Dong dong dong..."

There was a knock on the door, followed by the voice of an old woman.

"Miss, Young Master Zhou is here. Master asked me to come and call you out."

Zhou Yan took out a set of unisex clothes from the closet.

"Okay, I'll be right down."

These "Master" and "Young Master Zhou" must be characters from this fragmented world. By communicating with these people, we can roughly understand the situation of this world.

Hopefully, this world won't be too complicated. You have to understand that in this world, there's only Zhou Yan. Without Little Yama's assistance, our side's combat power will be greatly reduced.

……

Outside the Zhou family's old residence.

A black vintage car pulled up to the parking lot.

The driver, glancing in the rearview mirror, spoke to the imposing man in the back seat.

“Young Master ∈∥iLuSan"Thoughts∈±∽∧Feeling")Slipping Skirt↓≮:, We've arrived.”

The dashing young man remained expressionless and gave a soft "hmm".

Several servants in suits walked out of the parking lot. The oldest butler walked to the car door where the young man was. After the driver unlocked the car, the butler opened the door.

"Young Master, our Master is already waiting for you in the reception room."

The dashing young man silently stepped out of the car.

As soon as he stepped out, the surrounding servants gasped in surprise.

The dashing young man was incredibly tall, standing at a full 205 cm. His physique was also extremely robust, with muscles that practically filled out his clothes. Coupled with his undeniably masculine face, devoid of any affected or pretentious pretty-boy style, he exuded a powerful and energetic aura as he walked down the street.

Such a person gives people a sense of security and peace of mind just by looking at them.

The butler led the young man into the main building of the villa, talking as he walked.

"Young Master Zhou, our young lady returned the day before yesterday and is getting ready now. She will be able to meet you later."

"For the past few days, our young lady has been talking about how Zhou Tao is doing, how Zhou Tao is doing."

The old butler's face was full of enthusiasm.

"Our young lady has always been very concerned about your fiancé, Young Master Zhou."

The dashing young man maintained his indifferent demeanor.

"Hopefully."

The dashing young Zhou Tao knew very well that his fiancée was pretentious, effeminate, and had basically ruined all his friends' lives. Zhou Tao didn't want a woman who would only bring him trouble as his partner.

Zhou Tao is here now to make it clear that she is still in the rising stage of her career, her family conditions are not good, and she is not good enough for Zhou Wanwan, so she will cancel the wedding.

He did not come to this world to take a wife; He cannot let women distract him from his energy.

The dashing young man was led to the door of the reception room. The butler opened the door and gestured for him to enter.

The dashing young man, Zhou Tao, walked inside.

The reception room was a simply furnished space with a sofa on three sides, a coffee table in the middle, a television on one wall, a water dispenser in the corner, and nothing else.

An elderly man sitting on the sofa saw Zhou Tao come in and stood up laughing.

"Great, great, Xiao Tao, you're finally back."

The old man walked up to Zhou Tao, took Zhou Tao's hand, and patted Zhou Yan on the shoulder, his joy on his face was genuine.

Zhou Tao doesn't hit someone who's smiling.

"Yes, Uncle Zhou, I'm back."

Search? ∪Un:☆baer〈∥↓≠“Sit, sit, sit.”

The old man sat down on a sofa, and Zhou Tao sat down opposite him.

The old man asked with a smile.

"How's your studies going lately? Are you graduating soon? Graduation is great, it's time to enter the workforce. Xiao Tao, would you like a management position? I can arrange one for you."

Zhou Tao had a cold expression on her face.

“My father has already made arrangements for me.”

The old man looked a little unwell. The child in front of him was good in every way, but he was too indifferent. From the moment he entered the door, he acted as if he didn't care and that anything was fine with him, making it impossible to read his thoughts or get closer to him.

"Okay, let's not talk about work anymore."

The old man managed a few forced smiles.

"Your marriage to Wanwan."

Zhou Tao's voice changed slightly.

“I just graduated, so let’s skip the wedding. Um, Wanwan is getting older, and I think she might have different ideas about marriage. I don’t want to force anyone to accept me.”

The old man was furious.

"What do you mean by coercion? Our Wanwan has always liked you, Xiaotao, and is just waiting for you to come and marry her."

Zhou Tao shook his head slowly but firmly.

“I think that elders’ interference in the lives of younger people only brings misfortune. I will have a good talk with Wanwan later to see what she really thinks.”

Zhou Tao believed that she was just a minor girl, and he was over a hundred years old. If he couldn't persuade her to move on, then he was just wasting his life.

"Xiao Tao, you don't understand..."

The old man finished speaking when a joyful voice came from outside the guest room.

"Miss, you've arrived?"

The old man's face lit up with joy, and he quickly changed his address.

"Xiao Tao, Wanwan is here. Talk to her, and you'll know how much she likes you."

Zhou Tao began to think about how to persuade this girl, who was not yet twenty, to stay away from him later.

The door to the reception room opened ten seconds later, and the butler outside reached his hand inside.

"Miss, Master and Young Master Zhou Tao have been waiting for you for a long time."

A clear, girlish "Mmm" came out, followed by a beautiful girl dressed in androgynous casual clothes walking in.

The old man opposite Zhou Tao smiled so much that the age spots on his face wrinkled up.

"Wanwan, come here, your beloved Brother Tao has arrived."

Zhou Tao slowly and gracefully turned her head, and Zhou Yan's gaze met hers as she turned.

Zhou Yan first opened Zhou Tao's profile.

Name: Yang Jian.

Zhou Yan's eyelid twitched; it was his right eye that twitched.

Zhou Tao, who was on the other side, had already prepared how to persuade Zhou Yan not to get close to him, but the moment he saw Zhou Yan, a barely perceptible crack appeared between the brows of this young and heroic man.

After a while, "Zhou Tao" suddenly spoke to the old man opposite him.

"Uncle Zhou! I'm determined to go through with this marriage!"

Zhou Tao's hands, clenched so tightly on his knees, were white with excitement.

Chapter Twenty-Six: Beating

A chill rose from Zhou Yan's coccyx, climbing up segment by segment until it reached the top of his head, bringing a tingling sensation to his scalp.

Zhou Yan's sense of crisis was working. This supernatural power told Zhou Yan that the guy opposite him, named Zhou Tao but actually Yang Jian, harbored extremely deep malice towards him.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zhou Yan's nominal father, an old man sitting opposite Yang Jian, clapped his hands and laughed.

"I knew you liked Wanwan, Xiaotao. You two have been friends since you were little."

The old man turned to look at Zhou Yan, whose expression had changed.

"What are you still standing there for? Come here."