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

Neural reaction speed: 800

Agility: 800

Endurance: 200

Intelligence: 50 million (speed only)

Spirit: 50

Perception: 30 million

Bloodline: One of the Four Mischievous Monkeys - Red-bottomed Macaque (Awakening Level 49%)

Bloodline Awakening Passive Skill.

Water control: The water around the body is as easy to control as an arm or finger.

Water Body: Can transform any part of the body into water.

Micro-control: It can control the three states of water.

Monkey: Greatly increases the efficiency of learning all immortal arts and spells.

Water Escape: Allows for spatial jumps within a half-kilometer radius of water sources, once every ten minutes.

Immortal Arts: Currently, I have learned two immortal arts: the Mirror Technique and the Ice Crystal Technique.

Status: Furious (emotions stirred up by illusion).

Weakness: For us, it doesn't matter where we hit.

It seems to be the second possibility.

Zhou Yan's gaze shifted from the attribute panel to Bai Lin. Bai Lin confidently puffed out his chest. He had inquired about Zhou Yan; Zhou Yan enrolled later than Mi Qing, and his awakening time was less than half a year at most.

In less than six months, how much awakening can Zhou Yan achieve?

Moreover, he himself was a demigod, so what was Zhou Yan?

He's just a piece of trash who can't even get into the four-school competition.

Bai Lin had seen the list of participants for the Four Schools Competition and had also been instructed by his teachers that the participants in the competition were either experts from major aristocratic families or the most outstanding students from the four schools. Although Bai Lin was also an outstanding student, his awakening level was still low, so it was best to avoid anyone on the list of participants.

Clearly, Zhou Yan is not in this group.

So once Bai Lin figured out Zhou Yan's identity and saw that Zhou Yan wasn't on the list for the four-school competition, he went to seek revenge on Zhou Yan.

This villain who beats women and abandons them after starting a relationship must be fundamentally reformed with an iron fist!

This is a just act!

Bai Lin felt his manly heart beating ever stronger, giving him boundless power.

Zhou Yan raised one hand and asked, both amused and exasperated.

"Alright, alright, Bai, Mi Qing is indeed my girlfriend, but I don't think I owe Mi Qing anything."

Bai Lin's eyes widened.

"You bastard, how could you say such a thing? It seems you're rotten to the core."

Bai Lin knew very well that Awakened Ones looked down on normal people. Zhou Yan's statement that he didn't owe Mi Qing anything probably meant that Zhou Yan felt he was bullying an ordinary person, and even killing Mi Qing wouldn't be a big deal.

Lower-level Awakened Ones like to find a sense of superiority in ordinary people, but Bai Lin, as a demigod, would not cause trouble for ordinary people. Moreover, Mi Qing is not an ordinary person; she is Bai Lin's girlfriend.

Bai Lin rubbed his other hand, which was clenched into a fist, with one hand in a palm.

"Enough with the nonsense, let's have a fight."

"We won..."

Bai Lin's vision blurred, and he realized he was seeing Zhou Yan.

For a moment, Bai Lin's heart sank. He thought Zhou Yan was afraid of him and had run away. But after that moment, Bai Lin's head felt light, and then darkness swept into Bai Lin's vision.

In reality, Bai Lin was sent flying backward, crashed into a roadside flowerbed, rolled several times, and then lay still.

Zhou Yan appeared in front of Bai Lin, and the boy shook his head.

Bai Lin can hydrate his body to achieve near-physical immunity, but this hydration takes time, and Zhou Yan's agility is more than fifteen times that of Bai Lin.

This 15 times speed doesn't mean Zhou Yan's speed exceeds Bai Lin's by 15 times, but it's no problem for him to knock Bai Lin away before Bai Lin can react.

This kid is too far behind me. As for Mi Qing's situation, it's probably just a bunch of complicated love triangles between men and women. If you don't get involved, it's fine, but if you do, it'll definitely be a messy and unresolved mess.

Wang Xuan drove up to Zhou Yan's side. This nobleman from the East Sea Kingdom seemed to be getting to know Zhou Yan all over again, looking him up and down with his eyes.

Zhou Yan's speed and effortless attack just now showed that his physical qualities had surpassed Wang Xuan's. However, Wang Xuan did not rely on his fists for a living, so even if he had high strength and agility, it would be useless to him. But this does not prevent Zhou Yan from being outstanding and rare in the world.

Therefore, Wang Xuan raised the stakes even higher.

"Mr. Zhou, do you know who our Donghai Kingdom's Sage of Literature is?"

Zhou Yan turned to look at Wang Xuan, pondered for a moment, and then responded.

"Wang Siming?"

Wang Siming was a great Confucian scholar during the Tang Dynasty nearly a thousand years ago. At that time, the dynasty changed, and as a loyal and patriotic person, Wang Siming fled with a group of royal family members and his family after the capital of the kingdom was captured. However, unlike other loyalists and descendants who remained in the mainland of the Eastern Xia Federation waiting for the opportunity to be established as king again, Wang Siming went to the Eastern Sea Kingdom.

Meanwhile, the Donghai Kingdom also accepted the Confucianism and a large amount of Dongxia culture brought by Wang Siming. For this reason, Wang Siming was also known as the Sage of Literature and the First Sage in the Donghai Kingdom.

Wang Xuan said meaningfully.

"Yes, it was Wang Siming, a great Confucian scholar from your country during the Tang Dynasty. When the Tang Dynasty fell, the sage of literature saw no hope of restoring the country, so he brought your royal family and hundreds of sages to our country to expand our territory and spread our teachings."

"When he came, he didn't just bring people with him. The First Saint also brought a national treasure artifact with him."

Zhou Yan said in horror.

"Could it be the Imperial Seal of the State?"

Wang Xuan's expression stiffened, and he shook his head.

"It's not that exaggerated. What the First Sage brought was a map of the constellations of the heavens."

Zhou Yan looked puzzled.

Wang Xuan explained.

"In the past, the Eastern Xia United Kingdom was visited by all the surrounding countries, and every year the countries paid tribute to your country and regarded your country as the central country."

Zhou Yan said with disdain.

“I understand. After neighboring countries come to pay tribute, we have to return the tribute many times over.”

How much did the ancient Eastern Xia allied states value their reputation?

The surrounding small countries would come to pay tribute to the emperor every year, and the emperor of the Eastern Xia would return the tribute in the form of silk and porcelain worth several times that amount. So some small countries would send small tributes every three days and large tributes every five days, because this was a way to make money.

Wang Xuan shook his head.

"It wasn't just about paying tribute multiple times. The reason why the Eastern Xia Federation was able to rule over all the surrounding countries was because your country's Imperial Observatory would produce a chart of the twenty-four solar terms every year, showing the changes in the solar terms across the world, which would make it easier for the surrounding countries to cultivate their own land."

Since before the Qin Dynasty, there has been a saying that one can determine the seasons by observing the stars. This saying comes from the direction of the handle of the Big Dipper in ancient times.

The "Celestial Phenomena and Star Chart" states: "The Big Dipper is located south of the Ziwei Palace and north of the Taiwei Palace. It is called the Emperor's Chariot, which governs the commands, moves in the center, and controls the four directions, establishes the four seasons, balances the five elements, shifts the seasons, and determines the calendar. All of these are related to the Big Dipper."

Since ancient times, astrologers have discovered that the changes in the Big Dipper in the sky can indicate the changing of the seasons. These changes are systematically classified as follows: when the handle of the Big Dipper points east, it is spring; when the handle points south, it is summer; when the handle points west, it is autumn; and when the handle points north, it is winter.

Using this as the basis for weather and seasonal changes, the four-season calendar was created, leading to the establishment of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau, which was used from the Qin Dynasty to the Taisho era to observe celestial phenomena, calculate solar terms, and formulate calendars.

It was renamed several times during this period, such as Sitiantai (司天台) and Sitianjian (司天监).

Wang Xuan explained these points again and emphasized them once more.

"In ancient times, only your country grasped the key to celestial phenomena. All the surrounding countries had to rely on the twenty-four solar terms of your Imperial Astronomical Bureau to determine whether they dared to plant or judge the weather. From the Qin Dynasty onwards, countless great masters of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau began to complete the celestial constellations. It was not until the Tang Dynasty that great masters led by Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng completed the celestial constellations and perfected the celestial constellation map. From then on, the weather of the world no longer needed to be observed by stargazing or asking the heavens. One only needed to look at the celestial constellation map."

Wang Xuan stretched out one hand.

"On the day this picture was made, the royal family and nobles of the Tang Dynasty, as well as the Celestial Master, all said that the changes in celestial phenomena in the future would all be within the palm of one's hand."

In ancient times, the ability to determine the seasons by observing celestial phenomena was a unique skill, a skill that inherited the wisdom of the sages and made all the surrounding nations bow down and call Dongxia the Central Kingdom.

If this unique skill could be integrated into the celestial constellation chart, then this celestial constellation chart would naturally become a model of Eastern Xia culture.

Zhou Yan suddenly got a little angry.

"So this treasure was taken by Wang Siming?"

Wang Xuan laughed heartily.

“Divine objects in the world are reserved for the capable. For example, in the Song Dynasty, during the change of emperors, without the suppression of the celestial constellation map, the unique skills were lost, which is both sad and lamentable.”

During the Song Dynasty, the Western Xia's astronomical assessments and seasonal divisions were more accurate than those of the Song Dynasty's Imperial Astronomical Bureau for a period of time. According to ancient records kept secret by the Eastern Sea Kingdom, this was because the Tang Dynasty had lost the map of the heavens and constellations, thus losing the sacred artifact that suppressed the secret arts of the state.

The Donghai Kingdom developed step by step by relying on this celestial constellation map.

Zhou Yan looked unwell.

Damn it, he's holding onto someone else's ancestral treasure and saying it belongs to the capable. If Zhou Yan weren't outmatched by Wang Xuan, he would have confronted him directly.

Wang Xuan astutely changed the subject.

"This celestial constellation chart can not only divide the seasons and make the changes of stars as clear as the lines on the palm of your hand, but also show the rise and fall of calamities and the changing of all things. Before coming to the Eastern Xia United Kingdom, I specifically went to see the celestial constellation chart and found that the destiny star of the Eastern Xia United Kingdom was dim and faintly seeped out with a demonic red color, which may indicate that calamities may rise again."

Zhou Yan looked intently at Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan slowly rolled up the car window and spoke at the same time.

"As the saying goes, 'Those who understand the times are the heroes,' Mr. Zhou, I firmly believe in our country's celestial constellation map..."

Zhou Yan spat.

Wang Xuan changed his words.

"The Celestial Constellation Chart cannot be wrong, so Mr. Zhou can wait and see if the prophecies of the Celestial Constellation Chart will come true."

"I hope that Mr. Zhou will know by then that the Eastern Xia Federation is not a place to stay for long."

Wang Xuan drove away.

Chapter Fifteen: Demise

Wang Xuan drove for a while, then turned his head and looked at Zhou Yan through the rearview mirror outside the car window.

Zhou Yan's reflection in the rearview mirror showed no signs of the worried or thoughtful expression Wang Xuan had hoped for; instead, his face was remarkably calm.

Of course, anyone who has cancer can remain calm until they know they have it.

Therefore, Wang Xuan was very much looking forward to seeing what Zhou Yan's expression would be when his prophecy came true, and how impatient Zhou Yan would be to come to him and pledge allegiance to him.

Wang Xuan drove to a hotel near the hotel where he was staying at Zhuque Academy. After parking his car outside, he got out and went inside.

The hotel's lobby features many foreign demigods, some embracing beauties from the Eastern Xia Federation, others sitting in a corner being interviewed by reporters from the Eastern Xia Federation.

Several demigods waved happily when they saw Wang Xuan, and Wang Xuan nodded in acknowledgment before getting on the elevator.

The elevator reached the sixth floor, opened the door, and Wang Xuan stepped out. This hotel has two presidential suites, both on the sixth floor, and there are only these two presidential suites on the sixth floor.

Wang Xuan disliked being disturbed, so he booked both rooms. At that moment, there was only one cleaning lady sweeping the hallway on the entire floor. Wang Xuan walked past the cleaning lady and arrived at the door of his suite, where he opened the door with his room card.

As soon as the door opened, Wang Xuan heard the mournful sound of the erhu strings being pulled, and a sorrowful woman's voice, as if her family had been destroyed, sang along with the erhu.

"The Yellow River flows eastward for 30,000 li and the mountain rises five thousand ren to the sky."

The remnants of the people wept bitterly amidst the dust of the barbarian invasion, yearning for the return of the royal army once more.

Wang Xuan quickly entered the room and closed the door. Behind the door was a corridor that connected the living room and the bedroom. The bedroom door was closed, and from the open-plan living room, one could see an elderly man playing the erhu sitting on a brown leather sofa.

The old man was still singing in his plaintive, womanly voice.

"A thousand years of history would be ashamed if I remained nameless; with a loyal heart, I would serve the Emperor."

Since then, I have served in the army on the shores of Tianhan, where the morning snow on Nanshan Mountain is as rugged as jade.

Alas! Though Chu had only three households, it could still destroy Qin; how could the mighty Eastern Xia be so devoid of talent!

Wang Xuan walked to the refrigerator in the living room, opened it, took out a bottle of beer, twisted it open with his fingers, and said casually.

“Mr. Wei, you don’t need to provoke me with such words. Our Donghai Kingdom is no longer the same as the era of the Sage of Literature. We no longer have the intention to subdue the Dongxia Federation.”

It is said that the blessings of a virtuous ruler last only three generations. The Tang dynasty nobles who went to the Eastern Sea Kingdom to spread civilization and win the hearts of the people were preparing to launch a counterattack against the Eastern Xia. However, before their deaths, these remnants of the Tang dynasty had not found an opportunity to do so. Therefore, many of these remnants of the Tang dynasty, before their deaths, clung to their heirs, expressing their deep reluctance to forget their homeland and their only wish that their descendants would restore it.

According to the historical records of the Donghai Kingdom, many of the first generation of the Xia people who came from the Tang Dynasty cried like children before they died, saying that they had no face to see their ancestors and former emperors in the underworld.

However, the second generation's desire to recover the lost kingdom was not as strong, so everyone dragged it out. Now, a thousand years have passed, and it is no longer the third generation that ends, but more than ten generations. Even Wang Xuan, who is very familiar with the culture of the Eastern Xia Federation, is unwilling to say that the Tang Dynasty has been restored. Everyone is living happily in their own little plot of land.