In Zhou Bai's perception, extremely subtle, white airflows like needles and threads flew out of the air and rushed into his sea of ​​consciousness.

‘Finally found.’

Zhou Bai was happy and knew that this was a natural disaster area. Someone became hostile to him and was attacked by the black evil of Guihai, reducing his luck.

So Zhou Bai jumped along the place where the white luck came.

‘Is this guy?’ Zhou Bai’s soul power swept over the other party and stopped using the Guihai Black Evil. Because Guihai Black Evil is too easy to recognize, he switched to shit mode after activating it once, and then took out a facial scarf and put it on.

...

Two minutes ago, in a tall building in the dungeon, a 15 or 16-year-old boy was sitting at his desk, constantly writing something.

If you look closely, you can see that the paper is full of information about this competition of the four schools.

While writing, he muttered: "Zhou Bai...Cangming...Kongchan..."

Looking at the information he had sorted out, he breathed a deep breath, tore the entire piece of paper full of information to pieces, threw it into the trash can on the side, and still recalled the contents of the Fourth School Competition in his mind.

"These immortals are really stretching their hands longer and longer. Even the results of the four-school competition wanted to be manipulated, and they did not regard people as equal objects of communication."

"One day, I want these immortals to kneel in front of me to admit their mistakes. I lock them up in the zoo and give them to all humans in the world to see."

After complaining about the immortals and gods in his heart, he thought of Zhou Bai, Kong Chan and other students.

"The Four Dao Schools are not useful, so I put my hope on a few students? Zhou Bai, Kong Chan, and Cang Ming, just relying on the resources of the Dao School?"

"Now it is a critical moment of life and death, and they are still thinking about turning the tables on a few students? These monks have really cultivated their way into dogs over the years."

"They occupied the most resources of human beings and enjoyed the fruits of everyone's labor. As a result, so many years have passed, not only have they failed to defeat the demons, but they have also retreated step by step. Human beings were beaten to the point where they stood, and they were all useless guys."

At this moment, the pen in his hand flashed and made a sound: "I have received the information you provided, it's very good."

Listening to the sounds made in the pen, the boy's expression changed, with a hint of fear and a hint of nervousness: "For the past few months, I have sent you information every day. When will you do what you promised us?"

A cold voice came from the pen: "Low. You can prepare it. As soon as next month, at least two months, I will help you complete the transformation of the devil's reincarnation."

Hearing these words, the young man was delighted: "The demon is reincarnated! I can finally become a demon. As long as I have the power of the demon, such as immortals, the four great schools, Zhou Bai, Kong Chan, and Cang Ming, I will be trampled under my feet."

When the boy thought of how he had mastered the power of the demon and was immortal, he couldn't help but become excited.

After a while, the boy found that the pen in his hand had quietly quieted down, as if the other party had completely disconnected.

He let out a sigh of relief and remembered the process of getting this pen.

The young man's name is Jin Xiang, a student who has not been admitted to the Taoist school and is preparing for the re-examination.

It was a day when he went to the library. He accidentally picked up a pen on the ground, but he didn't expect that he could directly contact the demon through this pen.

Originally, the moment he picked up this pen, he wanted to hand it over immediately, but after hearing about the reincarnation of the demon, he hesitated.

‘The Heavenly Court and the Four Great Dao Schools are all unreliable. The only one who can save humanity is ourselves.’

With this idea, he began to collect information for the demons, and then discovered that in Beihai City, he was far more than him and became the demons' offline.

With expectation for the demon to turn around, Jin Xiang carefully placed the pen in his chest pocket and leaned on the chair with a happy look on his face.

"Jin Xiang! It's time to eat!"

Jin Xiang frowned and said impatiently: "I understand."

He walked out of the room and saw that his parents were already sitting at the table preparing for dinner. His mother looked at him and said, "Don't forget to wash your hands."

Jin Xiang sat down and said, "What's the point of washing? Have I touched dirty things?"

My mother said angrily: "Did you hear me if you ask you to wash your hands? Don't eat if you don't wash it!"

Jin Xiang curled his lips and walked to the bathroom, thinking to himself: ‘Tsk, when I become a demon, no one wants to order me anymore.’

He came to the toilet to wash his hands, but felt his feet suddenly slip and almost fell down. When he looked down, there was a piece of black and smelly thing on the ground. He stepped on it and large pieces stuck to his shoes.

He was stunned: "This is..."

He took a few steps back and found another pool of shit constantly appearing at his feet, which made him scream: "What's going on? Why are there so much shit in the toilet!!"

The mother in the restaurant said speechlessly: "There is no shit in the toilet? Don't forget to flush the toilet after you finish pulling it."

"No!" Jin Xiang said in shock: "So much shit, so much shit on the ground!!"

My mother frowned when she heard this and walked towards the toilet. Before she got close, she couldn't help but cover her nose. When she saw the messy scene in the toilet, she shouted: "Jin Xiang, what are you doing! Who asked you to shit on the ground!"

"It's not me! It's not me!" Jin Xiang said anxiously: "It's the shit that suddenly appeared on the ground!"

My mother looked at him with contempt, covered her nose and said, "You pulled it yourself, it's best to clean it." After that, she turned around and left, leaving Jin Xiang with anger: "It's really not what I pulled it!"

My mother turned her head and said, "It's so sparse, my stomach is not good, right? I've eaten less food and drank more porridge recently."

"Damn! I said it wasn't me!" Jin Xiang walked forward and took two steps, and two more filthy pieces on the ground immediately grew out, making his eyes burst out: "Tao Technique! It must be a Taoist attack!"

My mother rolled her eyes after hearing this: "Who can use shit when attacking Taoism?"

The father beside him worried, "Is this child too stressed that he has not been admitted to the Taoist school for three years..."

"That's because there is a problem with the Dao School's system!" Jin Xiang said angrily: "And you wait and see. I will definitely become an existence that transcends the immortal god and the heavenly court in the future!"

Seeing Jin Xiang walking out on a large pool of filth, my mother said angrily: "What are you doing! Go back quickly! Clean the toilet for me!"

Jin Xiang walked back a few steps and immediately found several dilutions coming out at his feet. He said in surprise: "I understand, can I awaken the bloodline of the immortal gods! I have mastered extraordinary abilities? This has caused me to summon these... filthy every step of my movement?"
Chapter completed!