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

The meeting room fell silent for a moment.

……

Zhongzhou City, Zhongzhou Library.

Library administrator's office.

Little Yama sat on a chair, holding a jade pendant in his hand. Cracks appeared on the top of the pendant, which then shattered into several pieces.

Little Yama's pupils contracted, and then he sighed deeply.

"I'll be resurrected in a hundred years, Ye An, you old codger, you can't be later than me, can you?"

"Ok?"

Little Yama sensed something, so he got up from his chair and walked to a small door in the office. The door opened, revealing a downward passage. Little Yama went down the stairs.

If you follow this road to the end, you'll find yourself in a basement.

There was nothing around the basement except for a platform in the middle, on which sat a huge petri dish containing a human head that was floating up and down.

Little Yama walked up to the human head, and the head slightly opened its eyes.

Little Yama asked in surprise.

"Old Wang? You, what are you doing at this time..."

The head placed in the petri dish belongs to Wuquxing. As a true god, even if Wuquxing was blown up in Kunlun Immortal Palace and only his head remained, he would still have a chance to be resurrected. However, there are differences in the resurrection of true gods through their divine status. For example, if someone is killed by a nuclear bomb, the resurrection time is less than a minute. If someone is killed by another true god and is restricted, it is not impossible that they will never be able to be resurrected for decades, hundreds of years, or even without a special method.

The Martial Star is restricted by the immortal magic of the Kunlun Immortal Palace, and cannot be quickly resurrected after death. The Literary Star can only collect the head and leave it there, patiently waiting for the Martial Star to wear down the time before resurrecting.

According to Wenquxing's estimation, the maximum time required for Wuquxing to be revived is one hundred years, and the minimum time is sixty years.

Now, more than sixty years later, Wuqu Star is gathering the martial fortune of the world and there are signs of revival. In at most ten years, Wuqu Star will return.

But before his return, Wenquxing, in order to provoke Zhao Wenhe, split himself into boundless literary energy, which can be considered as death, and it will take at least thirty years for him to gather literary energy and be resurrected.

Although thirty years is not a long time for a true god, Wenquxing thought that since Xiao Yama had been resurrected, it was the time when he needed help. So he split himself up even more thoroughly, postponing his own resurrection by thirty years, and helping Wuquxing to awaken ahead of time.

Inside the petri dish, the Star of Martial Arts opened its mouth toward Little Yama.

"Let me...out..."

Little Yama broke the petri dish and took out the head of Wuqu Star.

Wu Quxing spat out a few mouthfuls of sour water and mumbled something indistinctly.

"I feel like I've slept for a long time."

Little Yama smiled wryly.

"It's good enough that you're back. Hey, you haven't collected enough martial luck yet, and your body can't even manifest. That old bastard Ye An is too impatient. He's in such a hurry to revive you. Isn't he afraid of leaving you with any hidden health problems?"

Wu Quxing said calmly.

"At most, I can only have demigod-level power in the next ten years. Never mind, let's not talk about that. Saint Lin, help me with my body."

"Yes, I'll definitely give you the best body in the world!"

Little Yama carried Wu Quxing's head out of the basement.

As he stepped out of the basement, sunlight streamed in through the librarian's office window, falling on Wu Quxing's eyes. Wu Quxing squinted slightly, then opened them a few seconds later, remarking with a sigh.

"Three thousand miles of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning; sixty years of wasted effort by a man of painstaking effort."

……

Penglai Island, nestled amidst mountains and grottoes.

A day and a night have passed since Wenquxing (the star of literature) overshadowed Zhao Wenhe.

During this time, Confucius disappeared, and all the awakened ones who knew Zhou Yan's identity as Bai Ze were pulled into the dream world to receive the memories (part of his existence) of the Mirage Dragon and erased. Zhou Yan took the Nine-Colored Deer and other divine beasts to the Linshan Cave Heaven created by Alona to avoid disaster.

Once inside, Aruna began an irreversible decline because he had forcibly sustained Confucius's energy expenditure.

The little guy found a hilltop, lay down, and panted for a long time, exhaling more and inhaling less, his body shrinking continuously until he was only a meter long before stopping.

Zhou Yan offered a few words of comfort, then tossed the "Thousand Autumns," a work condensed from the millennia-old literary lineage of the Wenqu Star, into his own small universe.

Aruna said that when she is no longer able to continue, it will be the time when the entire Penglai Island is cleansed and reopened. At that time, Aruna will regain her sense of self and knowledge, and the twelve grotto-heavens will disappear. Zhou Yan will then return to Penglai Island from this grotto-heaven.

Perhaps the Star Lord of the Central Dipper was waiting outside at that time.

Zhou Yan had made preparations for this. Once Arona fell into slumber and he returned to Penglai, he would immediately use the Lesser Universe Spell to teleport to the beach of Penglai Island.

As expected, the four mythical beasts were squatting outside.

Even though Zhao Wenhe's matter has been resolved now, if the Four Divine Beasts had any sense at all, they would definitely come out of Penglai Island and come in to find out the details.

Therefore, as long as one appears within the sight of the Four Divine Beasts, the Central Dipper Star Lord will most likely be unable to do anything to one.

In any case, this book "Qianqiu" cannot be in the hands of that cunning old man, Zhongdou Xingjun. At the very least, it should be controlled by the Four Divine Beasts, and ideally, it should be held by Xiao Yama.

"Snapped……"

Arona, who was almost asleep, suddenly opened her eyes, and a white-haired dragon claw suddenly grabbed Zhou Yan's thigh, while shouting.

"I...I remember now..."

"Where is my soul...?"

Arona struggled to her feet, her eyes, which seemed to hold the starry night sky, meeting Zhou Yan's gaze. Zhou Yan saw a pair of starry rivers filled with intense emotions, and then a series of images entered Zhou Yan's mind.

Zhou Yan saw a sea, an endless sea, but he was quickly proven wrong. At the end of the sea appeared a landmass, and on the land was a great mountain. The mountain was surrounded by golden light, and the sounds of Buddhist chants and Zen hymns were constantly heard.

In this environment covered in shimmering gold light and filled with grand chanting, a giant white-haired dragon suddenly flew out from the golden light. The dragon's entire body was covered in bloody wounds, many of which were so deep that the bone was visible. In particular, there was a large gash between its eyebrows, revealing a dim, star-like swirling light spot inside.

The white-haired dragon flew away for a while, but couldn't hold on any longer and landed on a mountain. Just then, a middle-aged swordsman wearing short clothes and carrying a long sword on his back walked up to the mountain.

The white-haired dragon, spitting blood, asked the middle-aged swordsman.

"Master Chunyang...why...didn't you stop it?"

The middle-aged swordsman said indifferently.

“Great compassion is also great evil… Aruna, don’t you understand?”

The video then cuts off.

Zhou Yan then saw Aro's weak dragon face.

The young woman shouted at Zhou Yan, spitting out blood.

"In Mount Ling, there is another lonely one. Bai Ze, go to Mount Ling and find the other one..."

The mirage dragon began to dissipate into mist.

"I'll wait for you..."

"Help me find me..."

"I will forgive you..."

Chapter One: Changes

Two and a half months later.

Dragon City, the First Academy.

The Lunar New Year holiday has been over for half a month. This time of year is usually the most lively, with firecrackers going off all day long, and there are many folk performances on the streets. Some shops hire puppeteers to distribute leaflets and gifts.

But less than three months had passed since that plague, which swept across the country, was incurable, and whose onset was certain to be fatal.

Mi Qing got up at nine o'clock in the morning and went straight to the window of her single dormitory room, opened the window and looked outside.

The First Academy of Dragon City is located in the city center, where land prices are incredibly high. It is precisely because of these high land prices that the leaders of the First Academy demonstrate to other social classes that any student who can attend this academy is distinguished from ordinary people.

We are fundamentally different kinds of people.

Mi Qing liked this class-based society, and whenever she had the chance, she would open the window to look at the petty, despicable people outside the school.

The last few months have been even more interesting. During the pandemic, the people outside initially stormed the government and hospitals, followed by various acts of vandalism and looting. Later, after discovering that the government, police, and military had abandoned ordinary people, they engaged in various killings and violence. Some groups even united to storm the First Academy where the Awakened were studying.

In a society without laws and rules, everyone unleashed the malice in their hearts. As a result, the teachers of the First Academy slaughtered the rioters who attacked the academy and then hung their corpses outside the school in an extremely cruel way. Some students inside the school jokingly called their teachers "modern-day piercing masters".

This blatant display of violence did indeed have an effect; at least the thugs who were awakened by hatred felt a jolt of fear when they saw the mutilated corpses of the First Academy's teachers, and the number of thugs attacking them decreased significantly.

The riots and bloodshed lasted for nearly a month. Mi Qing also watched as corpses hung outside her school for a month. Later, she even helped her teacher kill several people who wanted to throw Molotov cocktails at her school.

After that, things stabilized. The plague suddenly appeared and then suddenly disappeared. Once the military and National Guard were no longer losing people, the federal government began to mobilize all available resources to sweep through the nearby states one by one.

Kill the rioters, win back the hearts of the people, and restore order.

Unfortunately, this order is easy to break, but much more complicated to rebuild.

In the two and a half months, only the states strongly controlled by the federal government and the Four Divine Beasts have restored some order, while the other states are still in turmoil.

This year's New Year celebrations saw an unusual period of chaos in the Eastern Xia Federation.

Of course, all of this is none of Mi Qing's business; the turmoil among mortals has no effect on her, this noble awakened one.

Mi Qing got up, washed up in the bathroom, and then left the dormitory.

As soon as I stepped outside, several friends who were heading to the cafeteria for breakfast came up to me. One of them, a plump woman with alluring features, teased me.

"Hey, Xiaoqing, have you heard? There are a few countries abroad that are trying to take a piece of our land because they see our country is in turmoil."

Mi Qing gave a cold laugh.

"Let them come if they dare."

The plague that nearly wiped out the Eastern Xia Federation suddenly disappeared. Who knows if it will suddenly reappear? Any foreign country with a brain would immediately pass laws to ban the entry of citizens of the Eastern Xia Federation. Only fools and idiots would invade the Eastern Xia Federation at a time like this.

Another friend remarked.

"Oh, right, it seems that half of the billionaires on our country's rich list have died in this unrest."

My friend shook his head.

"So, these mortals are weak and powerless. They're gone at the slightest thing. Even capitalists can't escape the limitations of the human body. We Awakened Ones are much more powerful. Look at our First Academy, only three students with the lowest bloodline level died this time."

Mi Qing's lips curled into a smile.

She originally had a ghost-level bloodline and was in an mediocre position at school, but because she was favored by Qinglong, she now has a demon-level bloodline and has set a goal for Qinglong to become a demigod.

Once I become a demigod, I will be among the top students in this school.

Mi Qing went to the cafeteria with her friend.

The cafeteria is self-service. Mi Qing picked up a plate and went to a noodle stall to get herself some seafood noodles. As she was getting them, a familiar aroma wafted by, followed by a gentle voice.

"You're up? I thought you wanted me to get you food and bring it to your door."

Mi Qing turned her head and looked at her boyfriend, Bai Lin, who had the bloodline of a red-bottomed macaque, with joy.

Ever since Qinglong took a liking to Mi Qing, Mi Qing's status in the First Academy has risen dramatically, and even Bai Lin, who has demigod blood, is willing to associate with her.

It is an honor for me to be associated with a demigod, which is enough to make me a figure that no one in the school dares to mess with.

Mi Qing said coquettishly.

"I'm not that delicate, I don't need you to bring me food every day."

It was quite cold a few days ago, and Mi Qing was too lazy to go out, so she asked her boyfriend to get her some food.

This demigod was also gentle with Mi Qing, ordering food and having it delivered to her door, which made many of Mi Qing's friends envious, all wishing they had a demigod boyfriend who cared for them so much.

Bai Lin and Mi Qing each prepared their noodles and then went to a nearby table to sit down.

As soon as they sat down, the originally noisy environment of the cafeteria suddenly became quiet, and Mi Qing and Bai Lin subconsciously looked towards the cafeteria entrance.

A team of five walked in through the door, drawing everyone's attention like a black hole.

Bai Lin, having put down his noodles, looked at the team with envy.

"These are our school's top students. Xiaoqing, do you see Senior Wen walking at the front? He was the top student in the four schools last year, a demigod with the bloodline of the Tongbei Ape."

Mi Qing nodded in envy.

When these top students weren't around, Bai Lin was the strongest, most favored, and most watched student in the school. But now that these top students have arrived, Bai Lin has been overshadowed, and everyone is revolving around them.

Bai Lin was somewhat jealous, but given his level of awakening, he could go to the human forbidden zone to hone his skills tomorrow and then participate in the four-school competition. These senior students would inevitably cooperate in the future, so Bai Lin was quite respectful to them.

Mi Qing and Bai Lin watched their top student slowly finish her noodles. Afterward, the two left the cafeteria together, and Bai Lin escorted Mi Qing to her classroom before leaving.

Mi Qing tilted her head back, accepting the envious glances from her classmates as she walked to her seat and sat down.