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

After adding this text, Zhou Yan suddenly discovered that the airflow around him was like his own arms, which could be moved with a thought. Then, by controlling the fire, the flames could also be extinguished and danced with a thought, just like his own arms.

Da Yan can grant Zhou Yan supernatural powers of three characters or less. However, perhaps because Zhou Yan's awakening level is not high, this ability has a time limit. Controlling fire and wind can only last for five minutes. After five minutes, the keyword disappears, and the cooldown for writing the keyword again is thirty minutes.

Then, the keywords can't be too scary. For example, Zhou Yan tried to add keywords like "Heavenly Emperor" and "control of life and death" to himself, but found that he couldn't write them in.

However, this is enough. After all, the Great Evolution has just been released, and the awakening bonus is not enough. Just like when the Small Universe was first released, it was only 5×5×5 in size, but now it has reached 20×20×20 in size.

Zhou Yan estimated that as his awakening level increased, not only would the number of words in the keywords, the number of keywords, the duration of the keywords, and the upper limit of the keywords all increase, but according to the explanation below, he could even add keywords for others.

Based on this explanation, Zhou Yan thought of Taotie. The ability of these four ferocious beasts is to increase people's XP. His own Great Evolution, when developed to a high level, can also increase people's XP. However, the upper limit and scope of his own Great Evolution are stronger than Taotie's ability.

This is the difference in bloodline level. Lower-level bloodlines are far inferior to higher-level bloodlines in terms of both ability and physical qualities. However, this is not absolute. Bloodlines can be upgraded, and upgraded bloodlines seem to be more powerful than bloodlines of the same level.

Zhou Yan thought of Little Yama and Xuanwu. In fact, the bloodline of a true god can also be upgraded. Xuanwu rushed towards the direction of the True Martial Emperor, and Little Yama also went from the bloodline of King Qin Guang to the Central Ghost Emperor.

What about yourself?

Is Bai Ze the end of his bloodline?

If the bloodline of a nine-thousand-year-old is advanced another step, it can't just directly become a ten-thousand-year-old, can it?

Zhou Yan smiled and shook his head. He was overthinking it. He wasn't even halfway awakened yet, so why was he thinking so far ahead?

Zhou Yan lowered his head and continued to stroke the fox's fur. Su Xiaowan felt comfortable from Zhou Yan's strokes, so she simply turned over, revealing her white little belly. Zhou Yan gently scratched Su Xiaowan's itchy spots. The Chongming bird behind Zhou Yan rolled over, as if it had smelled something, and got up. It then clucked and ran under the bed, starting to peck at the golden silkworm worm that Zhou Yan had been terrified of.

"Coo coo coo, these bugs taste pretty good..."

The Chongming bird talked as it ate, but it only ate a few bites before it was finished, and it had to lie back down on the bed to rest.

Zhou Yan looked back at the claw marks of the Chongming bird on his bed sheet and couldn't help but shake his head. Maybe he should find a pair of shoes for the Chongming bird in the future. It should take off its shoes before getting into bed and put them on when getting out of bed, otherwise the little guy's claws will be too dirty.

"A white horse leisurely treads through fragrant blossoms."

The coir raincoat and the rain look for green plum blossoms..."

Zhou Yan's phone rang. He took it out and saw the caller ID read "Detective Wang".

Zhou Yan's heart stirred. He put the little fox on his lap onto the bed, went out onto the balcony, and pressed the call button.

Detective Wang's voice came through.

"Is this Mr. Zhou?"

"Well, it's me."

"Here's the thing, we've found out about 80090% of the location of Ling Mountain that you requested."

After leaving Penglai, Zhou Yan not only dealt with the affairs of Wenquxing's funeral, but also remembered the request from the mirage dragon Alona. Whenever he had free time, he would search for "Lingshan" on his computer. The computer provided Zhou Yan with a lot of information, including the so-called location of Lingshan.

However, Zhou Yan looked at the 3D view on the navigation satellite and found that the Ling Mountain shown on the computer was not the Ling Mountain that Aruna had described, neither in terms of the shape of the mountain nor its geographical location.

After continuing his search, he still couldn't find Mount Ling. In desperation, Zhou Yan asked a teacher at the Vermilion Bird Academy. On the teacher's recommendation, Zhou Yan found a very famous detective and commissioned him to find the address of "Mount Ling".

After two months of investigation, Detective Wang finally called me.

Zhou Yan said happily.

"What was the result? Where is Mount Ling?"

Detective Wang on the other end of the phone gave a smug hum.

“Mount Ling is not in this world. Well, to be honest, even if you traveled all over the earth using normal methods, you still wouldn’t find Mount Ling.”

Zhou Yan asked in surprise.

"Interesting. Detective Wang, stop keeping me in suspense and just tell me what you need to say. I won't shortchange you a single penny."

The phone's speaker emitted Detective Wang's cough, followed by a very serious statement from him.

"After receiving your request, we conducted a comprehensive investigation based on the information you provided..."

Before leaving, the Mirage Dragon Arona gave Zhou Yan a memory containing the true form of Mount Ling. Zhou Yan was the only person who could find a counterpart to Mount Ling. He used the "Illusory Heart Sutra" to recreate it and showed it to ordinary people like Detective Wang.

"We first determined the location based on the angle of the sunlight and the position of the mountains and sea, as I mentioned to you before, Mr. Zhou, right? Based on the sunlight and the characteristics of the sea surface at that time, its latitude and longitude were..."

Zhou Yan replied.

“北纬N32°42′56.66″，西经W117°9′39.90″。”

"Yes, but that place is the famous beach of the Southern Qi Kingdom. Forget about Ling Mountain, there isn't even a small hill there. Later, we changed our approach to the investigation and ended up investigating the mountain where the mirage dragon fell."

Zhou Yan nodded slightly. After Aruna flew out of Mount Ling, she flew all the way from the sea to a mountaintop and landed there. She even encountered the Pure Yang Patriarch dressed in a tight-fitting outfit.

Zhou Yan had considered asking the Pure Yang Patriarch for the truth, but the man was elusive and no one knew where he and He Xiangu had gone off to enjoy themselves.

"According to our latitude and longitude, that mountain is an unnamed mountain on the far western border of our country. Mr. Zhou, you know that the country has been in turmoil recently. I found two awakened people to be my bodyguards so that I could get to that mountain."

Zhou Yan understood what the detective meant.

"I'll add another million for you later, okay?"

"Hey, Mr. Zhou, since you're so generous, we can't be ungrateful either. I've been accompanying my two bodyguards to that nameless mountain for the past two months. There's hardly any infrastructure around that mountain, but there are actually three villages living off the mountain."

Zhou Yan chuckled. One hundred and fifty years ago, the Eastern Xia United Kingdom was an infrastructure powerhouse. The entire country relied on the continuous construction of skyscrapers, subways, and trains to continuously boost its GDP. However, this infrastructure frenzy only lasted for less than a hundred years. Almost all state-owned infrastructure companies were acquired by private enterprises, and after the acquisition, infrastructure construction stagnated.

Therefore, in some remote areas that have not yet been covered by modern infrastructure, the country has never considered sending them trains, subways, or urbanized steel jungles. Whenever reporters ask about these things, members of Congress still call it protecting the environment and protecting the hometown on which the local people depend for their livelihood.

Respect human diversity.

You have no roads, no trains, no urban infrastructure, so people can only live like cavemen.

Detective Wang continued on the other end of the phone.

"Then I found the biggest village and went into the biggest house..."

It's a very simple principle: when you go to a backward place, the person with the biggest house and the most farmland will have a high status in the village. If you need to do something or ask someone a question, you can't go wrong by asking the person with the biggest house.

"That house was a family of three generations, twelve people living together. After I went in, I used cigarettes and a lighter as weapons and started chatting with the elders in the family. As we chatted, I started talking to them about the White-haired Dragon, Mount Ling and such."

"As the conversation went on, the old man actually said that about five hundred years ago, their ancestors saw a white dragon descend from the sky and land on their western mountain. There were still imprints left by the dragon's body on the western mountain. At that time, a feng shui master from their village went to take a look and came back saying that it was a real dragon from the sacred mountain. He said that he had sent it away and that the feng shui master had also left after that."

Zhou Yan gasped. Could this feng shui master be the Pure Yang Ancestor?

It's true that you big-name deities really enjoy mingling with ordinary people; you've even managed to get the title of feng shui master.

"Then I kept asking about the two words 'Lingshan,' and the old man said that Lingshan was extraordinary, a place where gods lived. Ever since the flying dragon landed on the mountain, many ancestors in the villages would dream of a sacred mountain protected by golden light at the end of the sea outside the mountain where they lived. One ancestor dreamed of it many times and couldn't help but go to find it. He made a boat, put water and dried meat on it, and it took him a year to go there."

"A year later, this ancestor returned, and his appearance shocked everyone. He was a 20-year-old young man when he left, but he returned in his seventies or eighties. No one in the village dared to recognize him."

"However, this ancestor, who is almost 60 years old, knows all the secrets of the village, and was able to reunite with his parents. He also said that he went to a place of great bliss and enjoyed his whole life there, and only returned home because he missed home."

That place is called Lingshan.

Zhou Yan inquired.

"So, Mount Ling has been found?"

"Not yet. This is all we've found so far. We'll go to different places to gather more information later. We should be close to finding Mount Ling."

"Yes, thank you for your help. Is there anything else?"

"It's gone."

"I'm hanging up."

"Ah."

Zhou Yan hung up the phone.

It's really good to be rich. Zhou Yan had no clue where to start looking for this sacred mountain, but if you have a few million in your hands, you'll naturally have a bunch of professionals running errands for you.

Judging from the progress of the intelligence that Detective Wang has found, it seems that we are not far from finding Mount Ling. Should we go to Mount Ling then?

Zhou Yan paced back and forth on the balcony. He had promised Arona that he would go to Lingshan, but seeing Arona come out of Lingshan covered in injuries, and hearing Lu Dongbin's words, "Great compassion is also great demon," that place seemed no safer than the forbidden zones for humans, and might even be more dangerous.

So, will you bring Little Yama along?

Little Yama is quite capable. With me by his side, we might be able to venture into Mount Ling and rescue Arona. Then we'll have another True God with near-full awakening on our side.

Well, we'll estimate it later. We haven't found Mount Ling yet, so let's not think too much about it.

Zhou Yan walked back to the balcony door, opened it, and prepared to go in and continue petting the fox.

Zhou Yan paused as soon as the door opened.

Inside Zhou Yan's bedroom, the Nine-Colored Deer was still grazing by the bed, the Double-Eyed Bird lay on the bed with its wings spread, and Su Xiaowan had been grabbed by a pretty little girl wearing a skirt and black stockings, who was vigorously rubbing her soft belly.

The little fox Su Xiaowan struggled a few times, but she couldn't resist the little loli in black stockings, and could only be humiliated by being touched all over.

The little girl in black stockings turned to look at Zhou Yan, her clear eyes revealing a mature charm beyond her years.

"Your pet is amazing."

Zhou Yan asked in surprise.

"Little Yama?"

I was just thinking that Little Yama could be my main tank and main damage dealer in the future, but when I turned around, I found Little Yama standing next to me.

It's true that auspicious beasts are lucky; whatever they wish for comes true.

Little Yama put Zhou Yan's fox aside, grinning.

"Aren't you surprised to see me? Doesn't it make you feel like the sun is shining brightly and the food tastes better today?"

Zhou Yan walked into the bedroom, speaking as he went.

"The way you're talking makes it sound like a simp has seen a goddess."

Little Yama was swinging her little feet by Zhou Yan's bedside.

"This is just a normal man's reaction when he sees a beautiful woman."

Zhou Yan shrugged.

"At least I wouldn't do that. By the way, Little Yama, did you come to me for something?

Little Yama is quite busy, so the fact that he could find time to meet with me suggests that something important must have happened.

Little Yama pulled a book from his robes and said...

"Zhao Wenhe has been suppressed to the eighteenth level of the abyss underworld by me. He won't wake up easily, so this book, 'Qianqiu', is written here."

Little Yama tossed "A Thousand Autumns" to Zhou Yan, who caught it.

Little Yama winked at Zhou Yan.

"This book was left for you by the God of Literature, and I brought it over specially."

Zhou Yan grabbed Qianqiu and glanced at it. Many thoughts flowed through his mind. A few seconds later, Zhou Yan asked Xiao Yanjun.

"I understand why Wenquxing gave me this book. He didn't want me to be disappointed in humanity, and he wanted me to know that humanity is constantly moving forward."

Zhou Yan licked his lips.

"So, Little Yama, have you ever thought about whether there are areas in our current social system that can be improved?"

Zhou Yan had just met two junior students who were demigods. These two had very simple thoughts: why would they rise to the top if not to make money?

I've worked so hard on all sorts of social activities and campaigned for votes, and you think I'm doing it all for the sake of humanity?

This wasn't just the opinion of these two junior students; almost everyone in the entire Eastern Xia Federation thought the same way: the purpose of rising to power is to be greedy; what's the point of being in power if you can't be greedy?

Little Yama shook his head.

"I do not know."

Little Yama looked at Zhou Yan with a wry smile.

"Social progress comes from the unity of all people and the formation of new values. It's not about what I think is possible or what I think is feasible. In fact, the reason you find this society disgusting now is because our country has reached its end. Capitalists and powerful families have controlled the upward mobility channels, and the people have no hope. In my time, people could improve their social class through education and become superior by learning a skill."

"Communication between classes could also rely on absolute talent. At that time, everyone felt that our country was so promising and that their efforts would surely be rewarded. As a result, society was thriving and everyone was working hard to live."

So that's why.

Little Yama pointed to her chest.

"The social system isn't broken yet; what's broken is people's hearts. As things stand, I see no need to change the social system. All I can do now is try to change people's hearts."

Zhou Yan nodded secretly. It was somewhat laughable. About thirty years ago, when the democratic system was beginning to decline and a large number of congressional candidates were involved in drug use and other scandals, a historian and sociologist stood up and published an "end of history" thesis, which stated that the democratic system was the best social system in human history and there would never be a better one.

So if people abroad want their countries to improve, they should just learn from the national system of the Eastern Xia Federation. As for the people in our own country, they shouldn't complain, because our country's system is the best in the world and in the history of humankind. No matter how bad our country is, it is still better than foreign countries.

Zhou Yan had heard such remarks since he was a child, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that what the historian said was true. But after experiencing more and seeing more of the ills of society recently, he thought that the historian was talking nonsense and was just trying to glorify the federal government. But now that Xiao Yanjun said it, Zhou Yan felt that what the historian said was true.

Because neither Little Yama nor he himself could think of a better social system.

Among tribal settlement systems, slavery, feudalism, and constitutional monarchy, democracy is undoubtedly the best, without a doubt. However, the idea of ​​the end of history is an exaggeration. Zhou Yan believes that there will definitely be better social systems in the future, and history will absolutely not end here.