With the wind howling in my ears and the darkness all around me, I was falling into a deep hole at a high speed.

　　"With a thud, my butt touched the ground, and with stars flying in front of my eyes, I spurted out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

　　When I woke up, it was a new world.

　　A sea of yellow.

　　A rolling sea of desert that stretched as far as the eye could see to the end of heaven and earth.

　　The raft glided over the yellow sand as fast as it could, as light as a leaf. Wuka ambled at the head of the raft, the swing of his wide robe lifting and brushing across the sea of sand like a paddle.

　　"Here, what is this place?" I opened my eyes and looked around in confusion. The blazing sun overhead was blindingly white, there was not a breath of wind, and the air was like a cloud of solidified vapor.

　　The surrounding area was empty and desolate, and the silence was frightening.

　　"Reincarnation Sand Sea." Wuka turned her head, her expression eerie.

　　"Reincarnation Sand Sea?" I repeated dully, my aching bones, the blood stains on my lapel, reminding me that this wasn't a dream.

　　I wasn't dead! Old me is still alive! I'm really alive! I was so shocked and happy, I was dancing with excitement. I had escaped! God damn it, that son of a bitch Wuka is really something!

　　Wuka stared at me and suddenly reached his hand into the sea of sand and withdrew it. In front of my eyes, the blood and flesh on the palm of my hand horrifyingly disappeared, turning into a ghastly white bone. Amidst my shrieks, Wuka reached into the sea of sand again, retracted, and his palm was reborn in flesh and blood again.

　　"This is reincarnation, death - reincarnation - rebirth." Wuka narrowed his eyes and smiled like a demon.

　　I shivered, "Where are we going?"

　　"The North Realm."

　　"The North?" My mind flashed to hideous monsters, sword wielding men and women in Daoist robes. The North Realm, what kind of place is it anyway? How come I've never heard of it before?

　　Wuka said in a sinister voice, "Don't worry, as long as you follow me, you can have whatever you want."

　　I raised my head blankly, the sea of sand was long, and the past sixteen years were all drifting away with the raft that floated along.

　　It was as far away as a dream from another world.

　　In the vast sea of sand, a few swaying shadows appeared. The raft rushed forward and brushed past them.

　　A bird with dull feathers fluttered its wings, broke out of the dune, and collapsed into a skeleton in the sea of sand.

　　A hand steeply stretched out from the desert and abruptly retracted. In that instant, I saw the thick black hairs on the palm of the hand.

　　I called out in surprise, "What's that?"

　　"It's a couple of people who are paranoid about entering this place." Wuka sneered, "They are all extremely smart and have inadvertently discovered the secrets of the North. Unfortunately, now they can only be trapped in this oceanic sea of sand, turning into livestock and enduring the endless suffering of reincarnation."

　　I was creeped out, "What kind of place is the Northern Realm?"

　　Wuka didn't answer, although this guy saved me, he wasn't a good person. I remembered some legends told by the storyteller when I was in Luoyang, the North Realm, could it be the mansion of the gods and ghosts?

　　A cold wind blew unexpectedly, and Wuka's black robe flew up. The wind grew stronger, and the sand and dust around them rolled rapidly. The blazing sun disappeared, the sky was overcast, and dark clouds densely covered the sky above.

　　"It's going to rain electricity!" Wuka suddenly hugged me tightly, skin to skin.

　　I had fantasized countless times that I was cuddling with a beautiful young girl. But an old, ugly and scary man, Wuka, mercilessly shattered my beautiful dream.

　　My goosebumps rose, pervert!

　　The sky had turned into a pitch black night.

　　The wind howled and thunder roared. The sky shone with zigzagging lightning, like a fiery snake, dancing madly.

　　Torrential rain poured down, and the rain was blue, as if it were a merciless steel whip, striking down. Everywhere there were flashing blue lines, like powerful lightning, tearing through the night.

　　Strangely enough, when the rain fell near me, it veered off course, and I was surrounded by dripping water.

　　My heart shook, and I suddenly realized that neither the Dao-robed man and woman's swords nor the electric rain could harm me. This was the reason why Wuka was looking at me. Only by bringing me as a psychic medium could he successfully enter the Northern Realm.

　　The raft slid rapidly, the entire sand sea undulating in waves, the sky spinning.

　　I cried out in alarm, my voice swallowed by the roaring thunderstorm. Countless strange monsters and evil ghosts drilled out of the desert, whistling harshly and lunging at the raft.

　　I nearly wet my pants in terror as the ghosts and monsters collapsed before they even got close. Blue raindrops hit their bodies, bursting into flames, burning, and soon turned into a body of ink-black charcoal.

　　The electric rain gradually stopped, and bright clouds appeared in the sky. Wooka let go of me with a sigh of relief. My poor first embrace was dominated by an old man.

　　After a long time, the raft slowed to a stop.

　　The sea of sand came to an end.

　　Cloudy, dense smoke, a huge incomparable stone egg towers in the clouds and smoke, round, hard, high enough to see the head at a glance, in the stone egg gray-brown surface, from top to bottom, engraved with two strange words. The handwriting shone brightly, flowing with iridescent light.

　　Staring at the handwriting, Wuka's eyes shot out a burning red light, he pulled me, step by step toward the stone egg. At the bottom of the stone egg, there was a rectangular pit, he told me to lie down in the pit, and he himself laid down on the side and closed his eyes.

　　I froze for a moment, what was this son of a bitch's idea? Did he make me sleep with him?

　　He really isn't a normal pervert!

　　The stone egg suddenly rumbled and rolled towards us. My heart trembled as the giant peak-like stone egg slammed down, my eyes went black, my bones seemed to have been crushed, my body was in so much pain that I couldn't breathe, and I fainted to death again.

　　When I woke up again, I heard the sound of gurgling water in my ears.

　　There was water in all directions, clear and transparent, like the waves of a young girl's eyes. The water kept flowing, into my nostrils, ears, and eyes. But there was no sensation, as if I were still on land and could breathe at will.

　　We were in a dark stone cave, the cave was full of water, Wuka kept on slapping me, to see me wake up, he finally stopped.

　　Touching the swollen and painful face, I climbed up with one bone, furious: "You son of a bitch, why do you hit me in the face? If you hit me again, I'm still more handsome than you!"

　　Wuka viciously choked my neck, his face full of fierce: "If you dare to curse one more word, you will die!" The sharp nails embedded deeply into my flesh. It dawned on me that we had definitely entered the North, and Wuka no longer needed me.

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　　I immediately smiled; he could kill me as easily as crushing an ant.

　　"Honestly." Wuka let go of me and pointed to a door behind the stone cave, "Go push the door!"

　　How could a person not bow his head when he was under the roof? Although I was cursing Wuka in my stomach, all the way to his old mother and grandmother, I still had the good sense to do as he commanded.

　　Behind the door, there was surprisingly a palace. Although half of the four palace pillars had collapsed, and although the door plaque was broken and crawling with weeds, the palace was still crystal clear and dazzling.

　　A crystal palace!

　　Not a single person could be seen in the empty hall. I bravely called out a few times, and no one answered.

　　Wuka swept up abruptly and rushed towards the hall, I felt curious and followed him. Through the winding corridors, ahead of us were long curtains strung with night pearls, glittering and fluttering in the watery waves.

　　"Thump thump thump thump ......" My heart suddenly beat very fast, it seems that behind the beaded curtain, there is something I am very familiar with, calling me endlessly.

　　It's so weird, I surely haven't been here before! I reached out with a trembling hand and violently lifted the beaded curtain.

　　An appallingly large beast bone appeared in sight.

　　It resembled a butterfly, but not quite the same, white and bony, with the shape of its wings flattened out to the sides, rounded and full of graceful curves. Two sharp horns stood up on the head, and seven sharp claws were born under the bulging belly bone, embedded in a pillar of fiery red onyx on the ground.

　　The beast bone's head was raised high, and even though it was just a corpse, I could still feel a majestic aura coming over me. It was as if it was ready to take on the wind with its giant wings and charge up into the sky, straight into the clouds!

　　Wuka stood in front of the beast's bones, trembling with excitement, his face as if he was ecstatic: ''O legendary Dragon Butterfly Demon King, I've finally found you! Give me your power, I will be your faithful servant." His eyes glowed with blood-red light, he let out a wild laugh and flew towards the beast's bones like a blood-sucking bat.

　　I suddenly realized that this was what Wuka really wanted.

　　"Boom." Inside the onyx pillar, a fiery flame was violently ejected and wrapped around Wuka. Wuka let out a mournful scream and immediately incinerated, "Lord Dragonfly Demon King, I have come to serve you!" Terrified, he looked at the beast's bones as he desperately struggled in the flames.

　　I laughed happily. Bastard, you also have today!

　　"Save me, save me!" Wooka rushed towards me in panic.

　　I nimbly dodged and Wuka pounced, the flames gradually engulfed him, Wuka was still screaming miserably, "Lord Dragon Butterfly Demon King, today is the day of your reincarnation! Without my body, you can't be reincarnated and resurrected!" Suddenly, he stared at me and screamed in horror, "Could ...... could you be ......"

　　"Puff!" Before the words were finished, Wuka was burned into a ball of charred meat fell to the ground. Day his grandmother, witch card this guy is really burned ah, actually lasted so long! I walked over and flew up and kicked him away.

　　The beast bone was right in front of me, for some reason, I looked at it and couldn't help but take a step over to it, my mind going blank.

　　For a long time, I reached out with a trembling hand and touched the beast bone, and with a loud bang, the behemoth collapsed, smoke rose up, and the white skeleton turned into flour and flew everywhere.

　　The onyx pillar miraculously shrunk, becoming thin and short, and finally coalesced into a fiery red bead that broke through the air.

　　"Pfft!" The fire bead shot into my brow and disappeared.

　　A flaming heat surged up to my heart, spreading towards my torso. I felt like a volcano burning up, hot flames boiling, blood pulsing, and my body filled with energy. It seemed that with one swing of my fist, I could bring down the palace in front of me.

　　Heat continues to expand, I can not help but scream, "Rumble", the ground shakes, deafening, the palace exploded, I was lifted by a huge force, straight upward.

　　Dazzled all around, countless strange images and scenes flashed in the field of vision.

　　"Bang!" I fell from a high altitude and landed on my back in a flat sand drop style.

　　Surrounded by dense forests, purple lavender fields, and clear lakes, green mountains stretching into the distance, and white clouds floating in the sapphire-clear sky.

　　Covering my raw ass, I almost thought I had arrived in Wonderland. Especially when I saw three great beauties, three absolutely soul-crushingly superb beauties!

　　The first one stood at the edge of the lake, facing me sideways, her short blonde hair dazzling like a flame of light. Wet beads of water glistened down her snow-white, soft shoulders, sliding and dripping down her voluptuous back. The bulging hips, long white legs, and slender ankles were more perfect than a goddess in an ancient painting. At her feet, a golden shield stood erect, reflecting the buttermilk-white torso in streams of color.

　　My dick saluted her first.

　　On the surface of the lake, blooming a huge and incomparable snow lotus flower, the second beautiful woman is half lying in the stamen, pitch black long hair hanging down leisurely, with the lake water rippling, without the slightest smoke and fire. Her eyes, reflected in the water waves, were brighter than the water waves. The snow-white Taoist robe could not cover the undulating curves like mountains. She curled up her legs like a sleeping fairy, with a long, mottled sword resting across her knees.

　　A third woman, like a sultry, beautiful snake, hovered down from a large tree and approached me. Her skin was olive-colored, imprinted with faint patterns, and her firm breasts rose high, her nipples like black and purple grapes, hard and jutting out. As she walked along, her slender waist curled and twisted, and the outline of her full, rounded buttocks could be seen through her tight, scaly short skirt. Beauty, you're really flirty! My throat was dry and I gulped, she was like a ripe sweet fruit, plump and juicy.

　　My dick was busy.

　　"You're finally back, Dragonfly Demon King." Her voice was sexy and hoarse, the flower leader of Yichun Academy was like a slice of dried melon shell compared to her.

　　For a moment, three beautiful women and six gazes were all gathered on my face. I suddenly felt that something was wrong, the gazes of the beauties were cold like ice, and seemed to carry hatred and disgust.

　　I am the Dragon Butterfly Demon King? What the hell does that mean?

　　I looked blankly at the surface of the lake, and in the water, my long, fiery red hair flew fiercely.