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

Zhou Yan took a deep breath, and his words came out with the exhale.

"I am Bai Ze, I've come to take you home."

Chapter Sixteen: The Corpse

Zhou Yan knew that Lao Bai Ze was a super entertainer, and he also knew that this beast liked to squat in the corner and watch others have fun, but he never expected that this beast would scheme against him time and time again, especially this time.

Zhou Yan couldn't even imagine that with the old Bai Ze arranging bookshelves on the second floor of the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda, the Spirit Light Fairy Queen on the third floor, and no way to the fifth floor on the fourth floor, if he hadn't been quick-witted and hadn't thought outside the box, he probably would have spent an unknown amount of time on the fourth floor.

Let alone others, Zhou Yan himself now wanted to teach Old Bai Ze a good lesson and show him what reverence was.

Looking into the ninth floor of the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda, where Zhou Yan had opened the door, all one could see was an ocean of golden light; nothing else was visible.

Zhou Yan took a step back and closed his eyes.

There was no reason to just go in and take a look; Jimu went into the unknown to test the waters.

As Zhou Yan stepped into the golden ocean behind the door, a warm, rippling sensation enveloped him.

It feels a little bit comfortable.

However, the further he went, the deeper the pressure beneath the warmth became. Zhou Yan felt as if he had fallen into the sea. The deeper he went into this golden light, the stronger the surrounding water pressure became.

After taking only a few steps, the pressure on his body had reached a level that was enough to crush a mortal's body into mincemeat. After taking a few more steps, Zhou Yan felt lighter, the golden light dissipated, and warm sunlight fell from above his head, illuminating everything before him.

Zhou Heng saw the nameless mountain he had just entered before him. Looking back, he saw the Seven Treasures Pagoda with its doors open at the highest level behind him.

I just didn't find the right direction. How did I get in, and how did I get out?

"Brother Yan, Brother Ye, Brother Wu?"

Zhou Yan shouted loudly to his surroundings, but no one paid any attention to him. He called out several times, but none of the Little Yama, the God of Literature, or the God of War appeared.

There are only two possibilities: one is that after he went in, something unexpected happened outside the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda that Zhou Yan could not have imagined, and Little Yama, Wenquxing, and Wuquxing ran away.

The second one is this familiar mountain outside the tower. It's not the one in the main world, but rather a world that evolved from the ninth level of the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda.

It is common for high-level magical artifacts to evolve into a small world within themselves, especially top-tier artifacts like the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda, which has its own self-contained world within.

But why does the world inside the Seven Treasures Pagoda resemble reality? If it does, then...

Zhou Yan flew to a height of 500 meters and looked up into the distance.

Zhou Yan saw the South Heavenly Gate, but in Kunlun Mountain, even if the South Heavenly Gate fell, it would still be suspended above the ground. However, inside the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda, this section of the South Heavenly Gate was on the ground, and various buildings were scattered among the mountain peaks.

As Zhou Yan's gaze swept across the area, he saw that the buildings that should have housed the remains of gods had lost their previous protective divine light. They were either overgrown with weeds or covered in dust, looking like real ruins that had been uninhabited for a long time.

Zhou Yan stepped onto the ruins and landed.

The ground of Kunlun Immortal Palace is a smooth blue brick floor, and the ground of this ruin is also blue brick, but it is covered with weeds. Insects can often be seen moving around in and out of the surrounding ruins, and large spider webs hang in different places on the ruins.

Zhou Yan walked to the Huaguang Palace, where Emperor Huaguang had once emerged. This was originally a temple where even a demigod awakened could suffer fatal damage if he approached. Now, the walls were covered with cobwebs, and the dilapidated and cracked door was open inward. Zhou Yan leaned closer and took a sniff; there was a strong smell of decay.

Reaching the door, Zhou Yan pushed it open, and dust billowed out, turning the surroundings gray. Zhou Yan covered his nose and peered inside.

Zhou Yan saw the remains of Lord Ma, covered in dust and cobwebs.

Compared to the original Nantianmen, where the Horse King was not completely dead and could come and fight him with great vigor upon hearing his presence, this corpse was completely dead. Even if Zhou Yan stood in front of him, the Horse King remained unmoved.

There were even several spiders going in and out of the eye holes in the skull of the Horse King.

Zhou Yan shook his head and left.

This should be an alternate world that doesn't exist in the real world, where the South Heavenly Gate and the gods on it are completely dead, without a trace of life.

As Umbrella continued forward, the temples and courtyards of the True Gods who had previously beaten Zhou Yan at the South Heavenly Gate appeared one after another. However, the True Gods inside, who were so full of energy that they could have almost made Zhou Yan cough up his internal organs, were now all silent.

Zhou Yan couldn't help but want to laugh.

So much glory, so much power—any one of them could have become a top-tier being even if they descended to earth. Now, they lie dormant in ruins, letting insects roam freely inside their corpses.

Si Zhouyan's laughter suddenly stopped.

The mouths of young people are slowly growing.

Suo had just walked a few streets and could see Zhou Yan in the square not far away. He saw a skeleton lying on the ground in the square that was at least ten meters tall, even when it was lying down.

The skeleton was covered in white fur, and the flesh on its face was still plump, but the heavy aura of death on its body clearly indicated the state of the skeleton.

Zhou Yan saw Bai Ze's corpse.

Although Bai Ze's body was in much better condition than the bodies of other gods, a body is still a body.

Did I die here back then?

Why was Lingguangxian on the second floor? Didn't Lingguangxian witness Bai Ze's death?

After a few thoughts raced through his mind, an indescribable sense of melancholy swept over Zhou Yan.

The one who fooled all the gods, the one who committed countless sins, the one who was originally considered a top god in the Heavenly Court, Bai Ze, now lies on the ground. Even though his white fur shines brightly in the sunlight, and even though his entire body still looks shiny and his flesh is plump, he is dead.

Bai Ze lay on the ground. There was no grand funeral, no celebration by the gods, and no extraordinary signs. This beast, whose life experience was truly glorious, died peacefully, no different from an ordinary person.

Oh no, Bai Ze is too tall and big. Whether it's burying him or cremating him, it seems to require more energy than for ordinary people.

Zhou Yan's gaze suddenly shifted from Bai Ze's front to its side. On Bai Ze's lower abdomen, Zhou Yan noticed that the soft, white-furred belly, which was originally covered in white fur without a single blemish, showed signs of some white fur falling out.

Zhou Yan's heart stirred. The young man's gaze swept back and forth across the square, and he soon spotted a few white hairs hidden in the dust between the cracks in the blue bricks on the east side of the passage.

This place is not the original site of Bai Ze's death; someone dragged Bai Ze's body here!

who is it?

After looking at the hair, Zhou Yan's eyes quickly caught several small footprints on the ground, and he opened the attribute panel of the footprints.

Name: Su Zhaojun’s small footprints.

Su Zhaojun's footprints?

Zhou Yan looked around. This child had dragged his corpse from his previous life here?

The footprints left no trace of where they came from or where they went.

Normally, an ordinary person without anti-tracking abilities can find the origin and destination of a person's footprints just by looking at them, and can also see what places the person has passed through along the way. Some people with excellent imaginations can even deduce the thoughts of the footprint owner along the way based on the footprints.

But Su Zhaojun's footprints had no origin or destination; there were only a few small footprints beside the corpse of the old Bai Ze.

There's nothing unusual about this. Judging from these marks, Su Zhaojun most likely flew over to see Bai Ze's body, because she only put her foot down when she was right next to Bai Ze. That's why there are only a few footprints of Su Zhaojun on the scene, with no clear origin or destination.

That makes things easier. Since Su Zhaojun will fly over to see the corpse, all I have to do is wait for her to come.

Zhou Yan found a clean spot and sat down.

……

Reality, outside the Seven Treasures Pagoda.

As dawn approached, Little Yama nudged Zhou Yan, who was sitting cross-legged beside him, with his toe.

Zhou Yan squinted open his eyes a crack.

Little Yama whispered.

"I feel a conceptual shift has occurred again."

Bai Ze has been folded, and the hidden history is unfolding in reality again. Things that disappeared in the past will reappear in reality.

Zhou Yan, still focused on the distance, understood.

"Yes, I saw it too."

The 18+ lady typing on her phone—no, the embodiment of literary talent, Wenquxing—turned around and asked.

"What did you see?"

Zhou Yan closed his eyes.

"Su Zhaojun".

……

Looking out, one sees the interior of the nine-story, seven-treasure pagoda.

Zhou Yan, who was nestled in the canopy of a large tree, saw a beam of clear light flying from the horizon. The light reached the edge of the plaza where Bai Ze's corpse was located and then landed.

A cute, pink-haired little girl walked out of the clear light.

"Big White."

The little girl, holding a box of plum blossom-shaped desserts, walked up to Bai Ze's corpse. (Seven)

"I made plum blossom cakes, they were delicious!"

The little girl walked around to the front of Bai Ze's head and held the dessert box in front of his mouth. (Six)

"Big White, have some."

Su Zhaojun was very confident in her skills.

Bai Ze's body remained motionless. IV

The little girl's smile was somewhat forced, but she still gently sat down, her back against Bai Ze's white fur.

"Da Bai, you said Zhaojun is already a big fox, she needs to learn to take care of herself..."

"Zhaojun can now make her own clothes, tidy up her own room, and cook for herself."

"Dabai, look, this is a delicious meal that Zhaojun made for herself."

"Wang Zhaojun was amazing, wasn't she..."

When the word "amazing" was mentioned, the little girl's eyes slowly brightened.

"Big White, you always say that if I, this little guy, go to the human world in the future, and if no one feeds Zhaojun, I will starve to death."

“Zhaojun is not such a useless fox. She can live well on her own and still come to see you, Da Bai, every day.”

The little fox reached into its mouth and tossed a few plum blossom cakes into its mouth. After chewing and swallowing them carefully, it turned around and patted the large patch of white fur on Bai Ze's corpse.

"Hoo hoo hoo, Big White, you're still so soft and comfortable."

The little girl buried her face in Bai Ze's thick white fur. Back then, Bai Ze was so arrogant that no deity except Nuwa could touch his white fur. Su Zhaojun had begged him many times, but Bai Ze never allowed this little fox to run wild on him.

Now that they've arrived at this place, Su Zhaojun has touched Bai Ze's white fur more than once, and Bai Ze is no longer as wary of it as before.

Waiting for the thorns to emerge from Bai Ze's white fur, the little loli took out a comb, broom, and other items from her bosom.

"Alas, Zhaojun is washing Da Bai clean."

The little girl swept up fallen leaves and dust around the area with a broom. There wasn't much dust or fallen leaves around, so after a simple sweep, the little girl climbed onto the back of the Bai Ze corpse, cleaned out some insects hidden inside, and combed away the knotted and wind-blown white fur.

Zhou Yan could tell that this little girl must have done this kind of thing a lot, as she was very quick and efficient. Bai Ze's corpse was so big, but the little girl cleaned it up in no time, and even washed the dust off Bai Ze's face.

After a busy period of time, Su Zhaojun wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled as she spoke to the closed-eyed corpse of Bai Ze.

"Big White, you once told me that only the closest people can take a bath together. I'm giving you a bath now, one, two, three, four..."

The little girl was counting something on her fingers. After she had counted all ten fingers, she looked at her insufficient fingers with annoyance and shook her hand away.

"In short, Zhaojun has given you so many baths, Dabai, shouldn't you pay attention to her now?"

Bai Ze's corpse lay motionless on the ground.

The little girl nudged Bai Ze's corpse's head and said in a coquettish tone.

"Big White...please talk to me, okay?"

Zhou Yan, who was hiding in the distance, sighed. The young man thought of the Nine-Colored Deer. That silly roe deer had been deceived for hundreds of years by the long-dead Qing Mama.

Bai Ze's corpse still ignored Su Zhaojun, and Su Zhaojun's smile faded. However, the energetic little girl quickly raised her head again and said with a smile.

"Dabai, I'll make you osmanthus cake tomorrow. You used to love osmanthus cake the most. Dabai, you must praise Zhaojun then!" Lu

The little girl turned around happily, but this time was different from the past. As soon as she turned around, her little head bumped into a dark shadow behind her.

"It hurts...it hurts...it hurts..."

Su Zhaojun covered her forehead and took a few steps back. When she took her hand off her head, she saw what she had bumped into: a young man dressed in strange clothes.

What's even stranger is that this young man possesses a strong sense of familiarity that Su Zhaojun couldn't quite articulate.

Zhou Yan walked up to the little girl and knelt down.

Do you know who I am?

Zhou Yan inquired.

The little girl shook her head.