The years when I would transform

Wang Xiao jumped down from a mountain peak thousands of feet high. He sang loudly in the air. His voice was so deep that it shook the rocks and almost caused a landslide.

"One sweeps the floor, one cooks, and one is a wet nurse. She's a wet nurse, and when she's free, she can have sex..."

Freyvogon was above Wang Xiao, plugging his ears with his hands, "Old Wang, can you please shut up? Your singing is killing you!"

Wang Xiao landed lightly on the grass, looked up at Freyvogon who was still in the air and said, "If you don't sing loudly, how can you attract the lucky guy?"

"What lucky guy?" Freyvogon also fell back to the ground, leaving two deep footprints on the grass.

"Of course he is the lucky one from the White Feather Clan."

"White Feather Tribe? Are they coming?"

"It's probably coming soon. I saw it when I was smoking on the top of the mountain just now."

Frevogon subconsciously raised his head to look at the 30,000-meter-high mountain and muttered, "It's so far away, and there's fog and clouds, but I can still see the ground through the clouds. My eyesight is really terrible."

Wang Xiao inherited the legacy of Sun Wukong, and his eyes had become as sharp as fire. He could see through the clouds, no big deal.

"How many people are there in the White Feather Tribe?" Frevogon asked.

He thought that there were only two of them, and if the Baiyu tribe had dozens of people, it would be difficult to fight them.

Although I can launch a sneak attack... and assassinate a few people, what about the rest?

Can Lao Wang do it alone?

His strong point is not confronting the enemy head-on, but launching surprise attacks from the dark.

Wang Xiao twisted his neck, stretched his arms, and squatted down to stretch his legs. Was he doing radio gymnastics?

"There aren't many of us, just a few. Let's stretch our muscles first and then grab the maid."

Wang Xiao had already reserved a maid before even meeting the person. This remark made the Baiyu people who were watching the live broadcast so angry that they gritted their teeth. All kinds of insults followed one after another, instantly filling the screen.

After the Tianjiao Conference began, the entire Lanyue Star blocked the cosmic network, and all participating evolvers lost contact with the outside world. Naturally, Wang Xiao could not see the hundreds of billions of cordial greetings.

Even if he saw it, he would probably pretend not to see it.

Because there were so many people scolding him, he couldn't scold them all!

Before Wang Xiao finished his radio gymnastics, six handsome men and beautiful women came in. All of them had good looks, especially the Saint and the Son of God in the front. It would be a great loss for the otakus and fujoshis in the universe if these two people didn't become stars of the universe.

The Holy Son descended from the sky and landed on the grass three thousand meters away from Wang Xiao. "Wang Xiao?"

Wang Xiao raised his eyelids and glanced at the Holy Son, and he was actually a little jealous, "You sissy, have you heard of my story?"

To be honest, the Son of God is not effeminate at all, he is just too good-looking and handsome. Wang Xiao is jealous of him because he is so handsome that he turns him into trash in seconds.

The Holy Son didn't know what sissy meant, but he could sense that the word was definitely not meant to praise him, so he said, "You sharp-tongued brat, do you think you're invincible in the universe just because you defeated that loser Long Zekun?"

The Saint did not speak, but just stood quietly beside the Son of God, looking at Wang Xiao coldly, like an icy beauty.

Wang Xiao shifted his gaze from the Saint Son to the Saint Daughter, his eyes lit up, "There is actually such a beautiful woman in the universe..."

"How could our Saint be the same as those mediocre women of other races..." The Baiyu people behind the Saint heard the second half of Wang Xiao's sentence before she finished speaking.

Wang Xiao said: "...she is qualified to be my maid and wash my socks and underwear for me."

Phew~~~~~

A cool mountain breeze blew by, stirring Wang Xiao's bangs, the grass on the ground, and the angry hearts of the White Feather Clan...

The cold eyes of the Saint were filled with even more chill, as if even the air around them had frozen. She had never seen such a rude and arrogant person before, and even when facing the Cang clan's prodigy, she had never experienced such strong emotional fluctuations.

"Wang Xiao, your arrogance and ignorance will bring you disaster." The saint's voice was cold and firm, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.

However, Wang Xiao did not seem to take the saint's warning to heart. A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes wandered over the saint's graceful figure, as if he was really evaluating her "qualifications" to be a maid.

"Don't waste time talking to him. Kill him and bring his head back to the ancestral planet. Place it on the altar to avenge the deaths of our people."

"I'll go first. I want everyone to know that the Yanhuang people are bastards and cannot withstand a single blow."

A genius from the White Feather Clan shouted angrily, then flapped his wings and punched Wang Xiao from a distance. A visible air wave accompanied by a roar swept towards Wang Xiao like a violent storm.

The air wave contained the full force of the White Feather Clan's genius, which was enough to scare ordinary evolvers.

The Baiyu Clan did not underestimate the enemy and attacked with all their strength. Even if they looked down on Wang Xiao, since Wang Xiao had received an invitation from the Tianjiao Association, no matter how weak he was, he was still several times stronger than an ordinary evolver.

However, Wang Xiao just smiled slightly and did not move, as if the air wave was just a breeze in the summer and posed no threat to him.

Just as the wind wave was about to touch Wang Xiao's body, he suddenly spoke, "It's hot, thank you for the wind blowing for me."

He raised his arm slightly, aimed his palm at the air wave, and gently squeezed it. The air wave, which was comparable to a laser weapon, was easily crushed and turned into a level 13 gale that scattered in all directions and blew down large tracts of trees.

It’s a sin, it’s a sin. Protecting the environment is everyone’s responsibility.

Wang Xiao's understatement made everyone present look stunned.

That seemingly casual grip demonstrated his unfathomable strength. Even the genius of the Baiyu clan couldn't help but re-evaluate Wang Xiao.

“Interesting.” The Holy Son raised his eyebrows slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In that smile, there was both recognition of Wang Xiao’s strength and a hint of playfulness. “However, this ability alone is not enough for you to be arrogant in front of me.”

The saint still maintained that cold expression, but the coldness in her eyes seemed to have subsided a little, and she began to look the man in front of her squarely.

"It's more than just a little interesting. There's something even more interesting. You can try to take my punch."

With a light shout, Wang Xiao suddenly jumped up and rushed straight towards the genius who had attacked first. His movements were so fast that almost everyone present could only catch a glimpse of his afterimage.

"What a fast speed!" An evolver of the White Feather Clan exclaimed. They didn't expect Wang Xiao's speed to be so amazing.