After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

The white tiger stood up.

"Then you two can talk, I have nothing more to say."

Baihu left Zhou Yan's bedroom.

As soon as the White Tiger left, the Vermilion Bird inquired.

"So, where do you want to go next? Back to Suzaku Academy, or travel to other places?"

Zhou Yan pondered for a moment and then asked.

"Can we go to the Ten Thousand Miao Mountains?"

Zhou Yan wanted to upgrade his Chongming Bird.

This is of course no problem.

Zhuque nodded.

"Then I'll find a few people to take you to visit the Ten Thousand Miao Mountains."

Zhuque also left Zhou Yan's bedroom.

The bedroom fell silent for a moment. Zhou Yan waved to the Chongming Bird in the distance, and the Chongming Bird flew to Zhou Yan. Zhou Yan stroked the bird's head and said calmly.

"From now on, you will become a phoenix."

……

Penglai in the North Sea.

Zhongdou Xingjun sat on a mountain peak, quietly waiting for the sky to turn from white to black, and one by one, the stars jumped out from the night sky.

Zhongdou Xingjun took out his beloved erhu and slowly began to play it.

Halfway through, Zhongdou Xingjun stopped, took off his sunglasses, and looked at the changing stars in the night sky above with his pure black eyes.

After a long while, Zhongdou Xingjun's lips curled up in a playful smile.

"Little one, have you finally left this world?"

"Great, that's wonderful."

Zhongdou Xingjun put the erhu in his hand aside, took out a piece of yellow paper and a brush from his bosom, moistened the brush with his tongue, and began to write talismans on the yellow paper.

The concept of talismans is different from what many people imagine. In modern terms, talismans are actually text messages. You write them down and burn them, and the message goes to the god you are asking for.

It's like when a younger person sends a WeChat message to your parents saying they're out of money and need some, and your parents transfer the money to you.

If you send a text message to God, God will do things for you. Generally, after God does something, you should also fulfill your vow, such as by holding a banquet to express your gratitude.

But Zhongdou Xingjun is different. He is a great star official, so he can draw the talisman casually without needing to set up an altar or perform any rituals. He can simply throw it away after drawing it, and the talisman will turn into a stream of light, soar into the sky, and go straight to the Big Dipper.

The five Dipper Star Lords in the sky each have different duties. Their positions are nothing more than the Southern Dipper governing life, the Northern Dipper governing death, the Eastern Dipper governing fortune, and the Western Dipper governing protection.

Zhongdou Xingjun can use the divine authority of all four Xingjun.

Therefore, the Central Dipper Star Lord now draws a talisman on the Big Dipper.

The Big Dipper shone brightly in the sky, and then a dim, fading starlight fell from afar towards the earth.

Beidou's soul-killing technique.

Chapter One: The Calamity

Oyama Prefecture, capital city of Daigan, Ivy Hospital.

When Xu Ruheng, the richest man in the area, woke up in the ICU, someone next to him shouted as soon as he woke up.

"Master Xu is awake! Master Xu is awake!"

A large number of people poured in from the ICU ward. Xu Ruheng's two closest biological children rushed to his bedside and asked questions with different expressions.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"The doctor said you have internal organ failure and your body is aging very rapidly."

"Dad, did you eat something...?"

Xu Ruheng glanced at his children and other subordinates. This man, who had controlled the entire Dayan City with his wealth and could be called the number one person in power and money, sneered.

"I'm not dead yet, I'm doing very well."

The children all looked somewhat uneasy.

As the richest man in the state capital, Xu Ruheng was qualified to ask Xuanwu for Xuanshui. Thanks to the medicinal effects of Xuanshui, Xu Ruheng, who was eighty years old, still had the physical condition of someone in their forties. Among his children, the oldest was already fifty-five years old.

They were all afraid that they wouldn't outlive their fathers and wouldn't be able to get their fathers' property to buy Xuanwu's Xuanshui.

Seemingly sensing his children's worries, Xu Ruheng suddenly fell ill yesterday and collapsed in his study. The servants called an ambulance and took Mr. Xu to the best and most expensive hospital in the city.

After a series of tests at the hospital, the situation was not optimistic.

Xu Ruheng's body, which had been rejuvenated by the Xuan Shui, was now beginning to decline and age.

"All right."

Xu Ruheng stood up and said with a serious expression.

"Get out of here, I like peace and quiet!"

Xu Ruheng had long held considerable power, and upon hearing this, his other children and subordinates exchanged glances, bowed their heads, and left.

After all these people left, Xu Ruheng quickly covered his mouth with one hand, and a violent cough, so intense it felt like he was about to cough up his internal organs, came out of the man's throat.

As his cough subsided, Xu Ruheng moved his hand away and saw shocking bloodstains on it.

Xu Ruheng's attending physician came over, and the doctor hesitated.

“Mr. Xu, your body is aging abnormally. If this continues, I'm afraid you won't live past next year.”

Xu Ruheng's face was pale.

"I understand. Leave me alone."

The attending physician left.

For the next three days, Xu Ruheng underwent daily hospital examinations and spared no expense in seeking consultations with renowned doctors, but the results became increasingly worse.

Xu Ruheng's physical decline was faster than anyone imagined.

On the fourth day, Xu Ruheng drank the Xuan Water, which was a hundred times more expensive than gold and had no market value, but still could not reverse the decline of his body. Xu Ruheng then understood.

This isn't a normal physical problem; it's a curse.

Xu Ruheng began spending large sums of money to invite various awakened individuals to his mansion and offered a bounty: whoever could cure his illness, he would give away half of his wealth.

Money can be earned back, but if you lose your life, you lose everything.

Trading half of your fortune for a life is a great deal, a huge win.

Thus, the awakened ones come like water and go like water.

Ten days after falling ill, Xu Ruheng's butler mentioned it during Xu Ruheng's meal.

"Sir, when I went out to buy some supplies today, I met a blind fortune teller. He gave me a few divinations, and they were incredibly accurate. I invited him to the guest room. Would you like to go and see him?"

Xu Ruheng nodded.

"I'll go over after I finish eating."

Xu Ruheng didn't care whether the fortune teller had any special skills or not; he was willing to seize any opportunity that presented itself.

If all else fails, go to Zhongzhou City a week later and ask the Four Symbols Divine Beasts, including Xuanwu, for help.

However, this matter is very uncertain. Xu Ruheng knows that none of the Four Divine Beasts have a way to break the curse. Their divine duties are not here, so going there would most likely result in nothing.

After leisurely finishing his meal and cleaning his mouth, Xu Ruheng had his butler push him from the cafeteria to the reception room where the fortune teller was.

The reception room has a typical living room layout, with three sofas arranged in a "冂" shape around a coffee table in the center, an LCD TV mounted on the wall, and a beautiful lamp in the center of the ceiling.

The blind fortune teller sat on a sofa with a banner next to him. The banner read "The Immortal Points the Way" on the front and "Divine Calculation" on the back.

The butler pushed Xu Ruheng in front of the fortune teller, stopped, and said...

"Mr. Wei, my master has arrived."

The blind fortune teller adjusted his sunglasses and spoke again.

"Hiss, why is your master so shiny?"

The butler looked puzzled, but Xu Ruheng smiled and thought it was just the old blind man's usual tactic of saying something shocking.

"If you're not capable, I'll give you some money, and you can leave on your own."

The blind fortune teller shook his head.

"Sir, let this old Taoist priest guess, did you have little fortune in your childhood and suffer many calamities in your life, leading to poverty and destitution, where even having enough to eat was a luxury?"

Xu Ruheng nodded.

"Yes, those are all things of the past."

Like many wealthy people, Xu Ruheng enjoys writing autobiographies to recount his life experiences.

However, Bill Gates won't tell you in his speeches or autobiography that his mother was an IBM board member and that she was the one who helped him land his first big deal.

When Buffett talks to people or is interviewed, he will only tell you that he knew how to visit the New York Stock Exchange when he was 8 years old, but he will not tell you that his father, a congressman, took him there, or that he was received by a director of Goldman Sachs.

Pan XX won't tell you that his rise to wealth began after he married the wealthy businesswoman Zhang Xin.

The rise of the wealthy is generally based on deep-rooted foundations.

Xu Ruheng didn't. He started from scratch and became the richest man in a city, or rather, a state, through his own efforts and a bit of luck.

It can be called a legend among the poor.

Xu Ruheng guessed that the old blind man had read his autobiography somewhere, and that these words wouldn't fool him.

The old blind man shook his head.

"No, when this old gentleman came in, I clearly sensed that he was of lowly birth, destined for a life without wealth or honor, and destined to die without a complete corpse."

The butler said angrily.

"What are you saying, you old blind man!"

Xu Ruheng shook his head.

"Alright, Lao Zhang, quiet down."

A charlatan would be abnormal if he didn't say things like that.

The old blind man stretched out his hand.

"Perhaps the old Taoist priest is mistaken. Sir, may I touch your hand and have my palm read?"

Xu Ruheng casually reached out and let the old blind man grab his hand. The old blind man touched Xu Ruheng's hands with both of his, muttering something under his breath.

"That's right. He suffered many misfortunes in his youth, his fate was full of twists and turns, he never had any windfall, and he died without a complete corpse."

The old blind man's hand slowly moved to another palm line, and he immediately exclaimed in surprise.

"This is?!"

The old blind man released his grip and said in horror.

"Sir, did you experience a major disaster when you were around twenty years old?"

Xu Ruheng's expression changed.

When he was twenty, Xu Ruheng did indeed encounter a major disaster. At that time, he heard that there were extremely precious immortal plants in Chang'an Mountain, which was close to the human forbidden zone. Any one of them could fetch a seven-figure price. At that time, Xu Ruheng was destitute and on the verge of being stabbed to death and having his organs sold. Without saying a word, he went to Chang'an Mountain.

Then, like many others who dreamed of getting rich in Chang'an Mountain, he quickly succumbed to the harsh environment of Chang'an Mountain.

The old blind man shook his head, as if he were looking at something.

"That's right, that's right. I was wondering why, when someone who clearly looked like a villain who died a violent death was surrounded by auspicious light as he walked in, old sir, did you encounter some auspicious signs during that great disaster?"

Xu Ruheng shuddered again.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Xu Ruheng said seriously.

"Old Zhang, you can go out now."

"Yes, sir."