My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange

In the center of the great hall, a super king-size bed occupying several square meters held the central position.

At this moment, a stunning figure of somewhat indistinguishable gender was languidly sprawled in it.

Well, you couldn’t really tell whether it was male or female.

Because prior to becoming the real person, Wuyou God Monarch was just a dual-ended plug. Yet, after he attained enlightenment through the Yin and Yang Dao, it indeed became impossible to determine his gender.

Because, quite frankly, he could be either male or female. This wasn’t an interpretive description, as used in his previous life, but a descriptor in the literal sense.

Also, it wasn’t anything as perverse as being a hermaphrodite.

When he wanted to be a man, he was a man. When he grew tired, he could change into a woman’s form to lie down and enjoy a little relaxation.

Because of this, his relationships within the sect were quite extensive.

After all, as Devil Cultivators, they didn’t think much of sowing wild oats among their comrades, let alone exchanging cultivation insights and achievements with one another during their leisure time.

"My dear Qi Qi, what is the secretive matter? I’m kind of curious too!"

As Wang Zijia walked through a plethora of pink curtains and stood before the giant bed, the indolent God Monarch Wuyouzi lay there, the light muslin covering his graceful body, exposing and concealing all at once. Despite being covered, he appeared as tempting as if he were not.