“……!”

Xi Che suddenly opened his eyes, and the dark ceiling replaced the magnificent palace, and the face in front of him was finally no longer Chu Yan’s.

He hurriedly got up from the bed, his body unconsciously moved backwards, and his back leaned against the headboard. His heart was pounding and his blood was boiling like a pot, and no matter how many deep breaths he took, he couldn't calm down.

The dream I just had was so real that I still feel scared when I think about it now.

"You have a smell I don't like."

The black kitten squatting beside him spoke without warning, which scared Xi Che. He turned his head to look at it: "What?"

The white tiger jumped from the bedside table to Xi Che's shoulder, turned around on his shoulder, and then leaned close to his face to sniff, making an unfriendly purring sound in his throat: "It's the smell of you, I don't like it."

Xi Che couldn't figure out what he meant, so he raised his hand to grab the white tiger and put it aside. His mouth was dry and he had some unspeakable physiological reactions. Baihu's reaction was also strange. He didn't even ridicule his dream. When did he become so kind?

Xi Che asked hesitantly, "You didn't see anything just now?"

Baihu shook his head, "No, weren't you sleeping?"

Xi Che was slightly stunned - strange, according to reason, if he was dreaming, Baihu should have been able to sense it, so how could he not see anything?

...But forget it, it's best if it can't see it, otherwise it will definitely mock me.

Xi Che climbed up from the bed, wrapped the bed sheet around his waist, and walked outside.

Baihu called him, "Where are you going?"

"The bathroom."

Baihu stood at the head of the bed, staring at Xiche's back in silence. When he was about to walk out the door, he suddenly asked, "Are you going to masturbate?"

"Bang!"

The door was slammed, revealing his extreme anger and shame.

At the same time, a very anthropomorphic look of understanding appeared on the white tiger's face - it seemed that it would be better for it not to follow now.

Tsk tsk tsk, after becoming a succubus, she is closer to the demon clan.

At least that's the case when it comes to desire.

"Boom--"

There were lightning and thunder on the Heli Mountain in the Yujing Palace. Lightning pillars as thick as bowls hit the ground, and for a moment, earth and rocks surged and sand and stones flew everywhere. Afterwards, there was a strong wind, accompanied by thunder in the dry weather, which was really scary. The thunderstorm lasted for a while, and hail began to fall from the sky, hitting the trees and vegetation and making them bow their heads. However, after a few minutes of the hail, the weather turned into a scorching hot day. The sun desperately emitted heat, and the earth dried up and cracked in an instant.

After this tragic disaster, the ground was in a mess, and out of the billowing smoke and dust walked a man in a white robe with long hair who looked like an immortal.

It was Chu Yan.

He walked down the mountain top slowly with a cold face, and the weather around Yujing Palace finally returned to normal.

The dream master was waiting anxiously in the main hall. When he saw Chu Yan come in, he hurried to greet him: "Respected God, please listen to my advice. The dream-building stone has affected your mood. Please return the stone to me quickly."

In the dream master's impression, Mingzhao God is a very qualified god. He is emotionally stable and never loses his temper. Except for being less talkative and a cold person, he has no other problems. But looking at him now, there are either lightning and thunder or strong winds and heavy rain. I don’t know what has made him angry... Even if Heli Mountain is the back mountain of his own home, he can't ruin it like this.

Chu Yan didn't even look at Master Meng, he walked straight past him into the hall, he held the purple-red gem in his hand tighter.

Master Meng naturally didn't understand. Chu Yan didn't have any emotional changes. He was just simply venting his excess energy.

Xi Che had been a human being, so at least he knew how to solve physiological problems after a spring (harmonious) dream, but Chu Yan didn't even understand this.

This pure god of light had actually, without realizing it, already developed desires that he should never have.

The dream master hurriedly chased after him: "Honorable God! Honorable God... Alas! The Dream-Building Stone can only construct the simplest dreams. Even if it succeeds in constructing the person you want to see, it is just an illusion, with only a form. The old friend who can talk in your dream may not be a demon! Don't be fooled by it!"

If he hadn't seen that he looked desperate and even started looking for inheritance and planned to die as a god, he would never have taken out the Dream-Building Stone.

The dream-building stone belongs to the demon race, and the dream master is not sure whether it will have any side effects on the gods.

The dream master did not do these things out of loyalty, but he was affiliated with the Temple of the God of Light. If the God of Light fell, he would definitely not have a good ending. He cultivated himself from a demon to become an immortal, and then became a servant of the gods. Only he himself knew how much suffering he went through in the process.

He doesn't want to give up Jiuyou's organization so easily!

Upon hearing this, Chu Yan finally stopped and looked at him: "What kind of demon dares to enter my dream?"

The dream master choked suddenly - that's right, he was talking nonsense in a hurry, now there is no demon in the world who dares to harass the God of Light...

But he has become visibly irritable in the past two days, which is really scary.

When Master Meng saw Chu Yan was about to leave, he asked, "Will you continue to accept alternative successors this year?"

"Continue."

Master Meng agreed but shook his head in his heart. He couldn't understand what the point of this matter was. A ceremony to find a successor was held every year, but no one was chosen every year. He didn't know what he was obsessed with.

But after all, they shouldn't interfere in the affairs of their gods. They should just do as they ask.

Chu Yan originally wanted to leave, but when the inheritance was mentioned, he suddenly remembered something and was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he sat down at the table. Master Meng didn't understand, but the leader had already sat down and he couldn't leave, so he had to stay beside him.

However, Chu Yan did not say anything. He just sat there and looked at Master Meng, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"This... Your Majesty, is there something troubling you? Tell me and let this old minister share your worries?"

Chu Yan stared at him expressionlessly for a while and said, "I'm going to the lower world for a while."

"...Ah?!"

"I'll be back soon."

"Wait... Your Majesty, Yujing Palace can't do without you!"

No matter how heartbrokenly Master Meng tried to keep Chu Yan, his figure eventually disappeared in the palace. The dream master stood there in a daze for a long while, beating his chest and stamping his feet, with smoke coming out of his seven orifices. He suddenly felt an intense hatred for the culprit who had provoked the war between gods and demons - before the war between gods and demons, the Nine Netherworld was a solemn and dignified place, where each of the three thousand heavenly rules had to be strictly enforced, and it was impossible for the gods to run to the lower world at will.

During the war between gods and demons, the Langfeng Pavilion, which was specially used to store the Heavenly Laws and Regulations, was destroyed, and the three thousand Heavenly Rules were also destroyed. From then on, the gods fell, the palaces collapsed, and the gods who were still alive no longer followed the heavenly rules that had long been in name only.

But the real situation is certainly not as serious as the dreamer thought. A god like Chu Yan, even without the constraints of the heavenly rules, would have already exercised self-restraint due to hundreds of years of habit. He came down to the mortal world this time just for a small matter.

For a little selfish thing.

Last night’s dream made Chu Yan feel uncomfortable all over. He had been in Jiuyou for so many years, so naturally he had no idea what feelings were. Moreover, gods do not need to reproduce and do not have the instincts of living things... So Chu Yan was shocked and angry about the forced kiss in his dream yesterday.

He would never bring this up to ask the dream master for the reason, he could only digest it on his own.

But Chu Yan keenly realized that he was like a child in front of "Asa".

This is absolutely not possible. Even if it is just a dream, Chu Yan does not want to end up in this situation.

Chu Yan decided to go to the underworld to find a solution.

But is the Asa in the dream really just an illusion created by the Dream Stone? Could there be such a real illusion in the world...

*

"Brother, are you really okay? That man's whip is so terrible. Look at you now, you're wrapped like a dumpling!"

At the end of the weekend, when Xi Che was about to leave home to return to college, he received a worried voice from his sister: "Why don't you take a few days off and recuperate at home."

Xi Luan's worry was not unreasonable. When Xi Che was first injured, his condition was very scary and he was unconscious. Xi Luan once thought that he could not be saved. Now he finally woke up, and his face was a little blue, as if the remaining poison had not yet been cleared.

When Yuan Ting and Zhan Yujin took Xi Che away, they were afraid of alarming others, so they drugged Xi Yuan. In her opinion, her brother was poisoned.

Xi Che smiled at her and shook his head, saying, "No need. I'm much better now. How will the family expenses be covered if I don't go to class?"

Xi Che was speaking the truth. All of their family's income came from his work as a "human trainee" in the academy. For an ordinary family like them, how could they not go to work just because of a minor injury?

However, he still had to pretend to be injured, because he couldn't let others know that he had reached an agreement with Yuan Ting and Zhan Yujin, so to the outside world, he was still in a state of poisoning. Not only did he have to bandage his arm, but he also had to pretend to be weak.

Fortunately, Xi Che had just possessed the original owner, and the original owner had lost too much blood, his face was still pale, and he looked very weak. Xi Che returned to the academy just like that.

This was the first time since his rebirth that he had taken a serious look at the academy's course schedule. Most of the courses here were centered around the entire world system. In this world, the boundaries between the three realms of gods, demons, and the human world were not so strict. Humans would often encounter demons and monsters, and even see miracles in their lives.

Therefore, even things that have nothing to do with the human world often appear in human textbooks.

For example, the battle between gods and demons many years ago.

The course that Xi Che was taking was called Theology, which is a subject that records the history of the gods. When Xi Che saw his name in the textbook for the first time, he felt very novel, but their comments about him were not friendly at all.

"In 225 BC of the God Era, in order to seize the right to use the Nine Netherworld God Realm, the Demon King Asa led the demons to launch a war between gods and demons. The gods worked together to kill him. From then on, the demons were leaderless and retreated to the Demon Realm. However, this also marked the beginning of an era of large-scale hunting of humans by the demons."

Xi Che stared at this page of the textbook in a daze, and the memories that he wished to seal up flooded into his mind again.

However, it was also the first time he knew that in this era, the war between the demons and humans had also broken out in full swing? It's not that it's hard to understand. Although the demons have retreated back to the Demon Realm and most of the demons with strong combat power have died, there is no guarantee that there won't be one or two demons who will never change their ways and sneak up to catch people to eat...

Before the war between gods and demons broke out, there were countless gods and Buddhas in the heavens, and the internal competition was quite fierce. Each one was more diligent than the other, and the demons were not as rampant as they are now.

It was also the first time that he knew that the nickname given to him by the human race was "Victorious Devil".

Quite impressive.

Xi Che was in a daze when he suddenly heard someone calling his name. He subconsciously looked up and found that the old professor wearing glasses was standing on the podium, staring at him.

It seems like he was named.

Xi Che stood up hurriedly.

The classmates around him obviously knew that he was distracted, and they all cast unfriendly looks at Xi Che - oh, it seemed that because the original owner was usually a lonely and cowardly person, and was often bullied, most people in the class subconsciously formed a group, and 90% of the students were not very friendly to him.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is a fundamental human trait.

Xi Che looked at these people expressionlessly. When his eyes swept over a handsome boy with brown curly hair, the other party smiled at him slightly. From his expression, it seemed that he was worried about him.

Is there anyone in this class who is still worried about him? But who is this...

"Student Xi Che, please answer this question."

The old professor knocked on the blackboard with his pointer, as if to remind Xi Che to concentrate. Xi Che quickly came back to his senses and saw a question written on it -

which god will kill the devil in the end, and by what weapon?

...

Fuck, this question is really heartbreaking.

Xi Che didn't want to answer.

But he didn't want to admit defeat as he felt so many unfriendly looks around him, waiting to laugh at him.

Xi Che took a deep breath and controlled his emotions: "Died...died under the staff of the law enforcement god."