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

A young Taoist boy spoke from three meters away from Zhou Yan.

"okay."

Zhou Yan went to the canteen, where several young Taoist disciples served him food. Zhou Yan didn't eat, but the Nine-Colored Deer happily ate the food.

Zhou Yan propped his chin on one hand, looking at the Taoist priests in the dining hall.

Zhou Yan glanced at those he had never seen before, but he took a few more looks at those he had captured from Dawu Mountain who had inexplicably become someone else's.

It was during those few glances that a flash of inspiration struck Zhou Yan.

……

Mount Dawu, Zhao Wenhe's bedroom.

Zhou Yan, the incarnation of the God of Literature, bowed before Zhao Wenhe's bedchamber.

"Your Majesty, Zhou Yan has arrived."

Zhao Wenhe's voice came through.

"Come in."

Zhou Yan licked his lips, puffed out his chest, pushed open the door, and walked into the cleaned-up bedroom.

This palace is a small bedroom with a bed, a table, and a wardrobe inside. It is simple but not shabby, and the interior is very tasteful.

Zhao Wenhe was sitting at the only round table in the room, holding a glass of wine in his hand, sipping it slowly with his lips on the rim, and glancing sideways at Zhou Yan.

The former was malevolent; "Zhou Yan" felt that the eerie aura emanating from the house was about to engulf him.

Two meters in front of Zhao Wenhe, "Zhou Yan" knelt down and touched the ground with his forehead.

"Your Majesty, Zhou Yan... has arrived."

"Ah……"

Zhou Yan heard the sound of wind, the sound of clothes falling to the ground, the approaching footsteps, and then a fragrant breeze wafting towards him.

"Minister Bai, please rise."

Zhou Yan straightened up, but his head was lowered. From this angle, only Zhao Wenhe's toenails and ankles could be seen.

"My dear minister, why do you not raise your head?"

Zhao Wenhe's voice is very intriguing.

Zhou Yan deliberately made his voice sound flustered.

"Your Majesty, I fear it would be disrespectful to meet you in person, and I dare not be disrespectful."

Zhao Wenhe chuckled softly.

"You child, you're suddenly being particular now."

"Zhou Yan" said seriously.

"How dare you act recklessly before the Emperor?"

"Wow..."

Zhou Yan felt a chill on his head, followed by the smell of alcohol running down his head to his neck and shoulders, soaking his upper body clothes.

"Whoosh..."

"Snapped……"

With his head down, "Zhou Yan" saw a wine jug thrown out, smashing to the ground and breaking into pieces, followed by Zhao Wenhe's mocking laughter.

"My dear Bai, your clothes are wet. Shall I give you a change?"

Outside the palace.

"I'm hiding in the corner controlling 'Zhou Yan'," Wenquxing cursed.

"Dark Lord!"

After a pause, Wenquxing cursed again.

"Why the hell didn't you ask me out?"

Wenquxing believed he was still vigorous in his old age and could marry a few more wives without any problem, but for the sake of the bigger picture, Wenquxing thought for a moment and then said...

Inside the palace.

"Zhou Yan," who was kneeling, said solemnly.

"His Majesty……"

"I have heard that to ensure a tree grows tall, its roots must be firmly established; to ensure a river flows far, its source must be dredged; and to ensure the peace of the nation, its virtue and righteousness must be cultivated. How can one expect a long flow if the source is not deep? How can one expect a tree to grow tall if the roots are not firm? Even the most foolish person knows it is impossible to govern a nation without virtue, let alone the wise! A ruler who holds the weight of the imperial power and occupies the vast territory, aspiring to the highest heavens and eternal peace, yet fails to consider the dangers of peace, to practice frugality and restraint, to cultivate virtue, and to be unable to control desires, is like cutting the roots to make the tree flourish, or blocking the source to make the river flow long."

"Your Majesty, morality is the foundation of governing a country; one must not speak recklessly or act arbitrarily!"

Zhou Yan bowed his head again, touching the ground with his forehead.

Zhao Wenhe's eyes narrowed slowly as he faced Zhou Yan.

"My dear Bai, I've been thinking about something these past few days: how can I tie you to my boat so that you can't jump off no matter what?"

Zhou Yan's eyes darted around.

"Your Majesty's boldness and decisiveness, is it not enough to attract me, to make me fall for you, and to make me utterly loyal?"

Zhao Wenhe chuckled.

"My dear minister, you don't think I'm like your nine-colored deer, believing everything you say, do you?"

If this Bai Ze hadn't been a minor, Zhao Wen and Zhou Yan, who believed it was capable of resisting, wouldn't have bothered to give it a second glance. Therefore, they were determined to subdue this Bai Ze before it could resist.

Zhou Yan paused for a moment before speaking again.

“Your Majesty, I, Bai Ze, am a divine beast of heaven and earth. If you want me, you must marry me properly.”

"A proper marriage?"

Zhao Wenhe liked Zhou Yan's compromise.

"can."

Zhao Wenhe turned around and said as he walked away.

"Ye An!"

Ye An hurriedly walked to the door outside the palace. The Wenquxing knelt down on both knees and said respectfully.

"Your Majesty, what brings you to me?"

"If I were to arrange a marriage for you, how long would it take?"

Wenquxing hesitated.

"Two days."

"Keep it simple, it has to be finished tonight."

Wenquxing clenched his fists tightly, then released them after a few seconds.

"As Your Majesty commands."

"Wow..."

The door in front of Wenquxing was flung open by a gust of wind, followed by Zhao Wenhe's voice.

"Minister Bai, you may go ahead. I will formally marry you tonight."

Behind the door, "Zhou Yan" strolled out. Wenquxing stood up and looked at this clone.

Both sides saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Wenquxing even murmured something under his breath.

"Among three thousand concubines, you are ranked first. You really think highly of yourself."

Zhao Wenhe considers himself the emperor, and an emperor should have three thousand concubines. These three thousand concubines are certainly not limited to Zhou Yan. In fact, Zhou Yan is the first. In the future, who knows how many men Zhao Wenhe will support, how many husbands he will support.

A tyrannical ruler!

Chapter Thirty-Four: The Truth

Shanyang Cave Heaven.

Zhou Yan sat on a small hill in Shanyang Cave Heaven. Below Zhou Yan's hill, more than thirty people were practicing martial arts, a kind of health-preserving martial art. The leader was an old Taoist priest with white beard and white hair, who looked like a hermit. The old Taoist priest was practicing his martial arts while talking.

"Practicing martial arts is for self-cultivation. You young people, if you practice our unique Five Animal Frolics every day, your whole body will be strengthened..."

As the old Taoist priest spoke, Zhou Yan counted the number of people.

Zhou Yan mentally called out to the God of Literature after repeating this five times.

"We can't hide it any longer. Fifteen hours. Can you find the key to the Mountain and River Map within fifteen hours and then subdue it?"

In another fifteen hours, Zhou Yan will be formally married to Zhao Wen, and the matter of his clone will definitely be exposed.

Wenquxing couldn't very well go up and engage in sexual intercourse with Zhao Wenhe himself. Zhao Wenhe wasn't stupid; as a martial arts master, he could certainly distinguish the physical differences between Wenquxing and Zhou Yan.

Fifteen hours?

Zhou Yan clutched his chest, looking somewhat helpless.

"Grandpa, let's not talk about this now. Go and see how many Awakened Ones are still outside."

"Row……"

A minute later, Wenquxing replied in Zhou Yan's mind.

“There are 70 people outside the Great Hall now.”

Are there five fewer now?

The following set of Five Animal Frolics has been completed.

Zhou Yan walked down the small hill and came to the side of these young Taoist priests. The old Taoist priest with white hair and a youthful face, who was in the lead, immediately spoke.

"Children, this is Bai Ze, the immortal from Linshan Cave Heaven."

The young Taoist priests below bowed to Zhou Yan in unison and shouted.

Greetings, Immortal.

Zhou Yan waved his hand, then pointed to a Taoist priest and beckoned him.

"Come out for a moment."

The Taoist priest who was being pointed at pointed to himself, and with Zhou Yan's nod, the priest walked shyly to Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan led the young Taoist priest to a corner and then asked him another question.

"I was watching you practice the Five Animal Frolics just now, and I suddenly saw your past life."

The Taoist priest was stunned.

"My, in my past life?"

Zhou Yan nodded.

"Yes, have you spent your entire life in Shanyang Cave Heaven?"

The Taoist priest nodded.

"I was adopted by my master when I was a child, and I have been practicing Taoism in the Taoist temple since I can remember."

Zhou Yan asked again.

"Actually, your name in your previous life was Wang He, and you were an awakened one."

The Taoist priest looked puzzled.

"I don't remember any of that."

Zhou Yan gritted his teeth and said.

"Do you remember going to bars and karaoke bars to drink and pick up girls?"

The Taoist priest blinked.

For some reason, he had a vague recollection of karaoke bars and picking up girls.