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

Zhuque turned the car around and drove towards the end of the road.

"Very well done."

Suzaku made no attempt to hide the smug smile on his face.

"Those bastards from the First Academy really need to be taught a lesson."

Zhou Yan asked curiously.

"Lord Suzaku, have you been watching from outside the whole time?"

Zhuque glanced at Zhou Yan out of the corner of her eye.

"If I hadn't been there to keep things under control, do you think Qinglong would have let you bully his men?"

Zhou Yan nodded secretly. He realized that beating Dongfang Yu to a crisp was indeed too much of a slap in the face to Qinglong. Normally, when he used his first Purple Heaven Divine Thunder in conjunction with the Life Martial Sword to pierce Dongfang Yu's heart, Qinglong could have come out and declared himself the winner.

But Qinglong watched helplessly as Dongfang Yu was charred into a crisp by three bolts of Purple Heaven Divine Lightning.

Of course, Zhou Yan was still wondering if the people lying in ambush outside had a grudge against Dongfang Yu. Why hadn't they come out to rescue him at this point? Now, after hearing what Zhuque said, he realized that Zhuque was watching outside. Qinglong couldn't just bow down and submit to Zhuque for the sake of a subordinate, so he let him do as he pleased.

and so……

Zhou Yan asked curiously.

"Could Dongfang Yu really be dead?"

Zhou Yan used the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning to roast Dongfang Yu to a medium-rare state, with more than half of his internal organs and body charred. Normal people would die from such injuries, and Zhou Yan's omniscient ability also told him that Dongfang Yu had died medically.

Zhou Yan had come up with an excuse, saying that Dongfang Yu was too strong and he had to go all out, but Dongfang Yu was no match for him and died after a few blows.

Zhuque shook her head.

"What are you thinking? Dongfang Yu's primordial spirit is still intact. With Qinglong's secret longevity techniques, it will only take a few weeks to restore Dongfang Yu."

Zhuque chuckled again, her tone full of mockery.

"The physical body is easy to obtain, but the inner demons are hard to eliminate. This little guy has exposed the inner demons of Dongfang Yu. If he doesn't receive guidance from Buddhist masters or learn the Taoist methods of eliminating inner demons in the future, he will probably become depressed and melancholic."

Zhou Yan chuckled.

Ultimately, it's Dongfang Yu's fault for being so cunning. Zhao Wenhe said that those who achieve great things don't concern themselves with trifles, and then he invoked divine authority, so that he felt no remorse for the deaths of millions of people. He truly is a model of someone who has done all sorts of wrongdoings in his life and is not afraid of ghosts knocking on his door in the middle of the night.

Dongfang Yu had done countless bad things in his life. When a ghost knocked on his door in the middle of the night, he was so scared that he wet himself. He was a half-baked bad guy.

"Oh, right."

Zhou Yan clasped his hands together in front of his chest, his face full of pleasure.

"How about I wait until Dongfang Yu recovers, then I'll bring him some flowers and a fruit basket to visit him? I can also apologize to him or something."

Zhuque couldn't help but laugh a few times.

"Alright, alright, let's be lenient when we can. Don't do something so hurtful."

Zhuque could easily imagine Zhou Yan bringing a fruit basket and flowers to see Dongfang Yu, then bowing his head and admitting his mistake in front of the vice principal of the First Academy, saying things like, "I didn't expect you to be so weak, Principal Dongfang," "I should have held back a bit," and "Are you still in pain? It's all my fault for being so rough." These words would definitely make Dongfang Yu furious again.

An apology delivered in the manner of a victor is far more infuriating than a direct insult.

They're all cultured people; once they've fought in public and gained the upper hand, that's enough. If they continue to insult each other, that's just making an enemy.

Zhuque didn't want to break ties with Qinglong yet.

Zhou Yan nodded.

"Whatever Lord Suzaku says goes."

Zhuque really liked Zhou Yan's docile and obedient behavior at this time.

"Oh, by the way, I've taken over your pets."

Zhuque drove the car across the street, and the logo of the Wutong Hotel at the street entrance shone brightly in the night.

"As for the pills you wanted to refine, I've had someone refine them for you, and they'll be delivered in a few days. Since you stood up for me today, I'll waive the cost of the pills. I'll also give you one more free request."

Zhuque turned to look at Zhou Yan.

"You can ask me for resources, connections, or some not-too-excessive, well, illegal activities."

Zhou Yan asked, puzzled.

Why do you think I would make illegal demands of you?

Zhuque turned her head.

"Young man, don't speak too confidently. Who knows, you might suddenly decide to break the law at any time."

The neon logo of the Wutong Hotel outside the windshield became increasingly prominent, and Zhou Yan could even see the dry-hanging marble layers between the hotel's floors.

Because of this close proximity, Zhou Yan saw a large number of people standing neatly outside the Wutong Hotel, estimating that there were at least two thousand.

Zhuque drove to the middle of the street outside the Wutong Hotel, parked the car in a parking lot, and then got out of the car.

Zhou Yan followed along.

As soon as Zhou Yan's feet touched the ground, a dense cluster of fire points suddenly shot into the sky above the street where he was standing. These fire points exploded in mid-air, illuminating a patch of sky with colorful fireworks.

Zhuque walked to the front of the car and raised an eyebrow at Zhou Yan.

"Do you like it? I spent ten million to buy this large-scale firework."

Finding fireworks in this environment is quite difficult, so Zhuque had to use a lot of connections and spend a lot of money to find fireworks that would normally be considered extremely expensive.

As Zhou Yan watched the fireworks, his gaze shifted downwards, and he saw the streets and square in front of the Wutong Hotel filled with neatly arranged students from the Zhuque Academy.

The students were divided into two square formations, their ranks neat and symmetrical, each standing ramrod straight like cast-iron statues, motionless and silent. A path was left in the middle leading directly to the lobby of the Wutong Hotel, which was brightly lit and contained glimpses of teachers in beautiful clothes. Coupled with the spectacular fireworks exploding in the sky, the scene was truly impressive.

"Let's go, let the other children see that their hero has returned."

Zhu Que led the way to the Wutong Hotel, with Zhou Yan following behind.

In less than a minute, Zhou Yan and Zhu Que arrived in front of the group of students from Zhu Que Academy outside the hotel. Waves of firework light shone on the faces of Zhou Yan's seniors, juniors, and so on, displaying their excited and admiring gazes to Zhou Yan from various angles.

After sight comes hearing.

When Zhuque walked into the outermost student line, the students on the outermost side began to applaud.

Upon receiving the signal, rows of students behind them began to applaud. These awakened students already possessed extraordinary physical abilities, and stimulated by their intense emotions, their applause, several times louder than that of an average human, filled the area.

Zhou Yan could no longer even hear the fireworks exploding in the sky.

Zhou Yan followed Zhuque through half of the procession. As the applause subsided, several awakened students from the innermost part stepped forward. These students took out four horns, each about the size of a person, and each puffed out their breath and blew them out.

"Waaaaah..."

The sound of rousing bugle calls replaced the applause, and the faint sound of outdoor speakers could be heard from the surroundings. Zhou Yan listened to the background music, which seemed to be the ancient piece "Triumphant Return".

Six teachers walked out of the lobby of the Wutong Hotel and went up the steps at the entrance. The principal of Zhuque Academy, who was at the head, spoke loudly.

"My dear children, today I am proud to announce to you that Zhou Yan from our school has beaten up the teachers and students of the First Academy of CTMD!"

Another teacher, all muscle, stepped forward, clenched his fist, and shouted.

"You even beat that bastard Dongfang Yu so badly he can't take care of himself! I don't care what conflicts or disagreements you had with Zhou Yan before!"

"Today! Zhou Yan is our hero!"

Another burst of enthusiastic applause erupted around them, and many students shouted excitedly.

Zhou Yan is now like a football king who led a certain country's football team out of Asia and became a world champion. Glory and respect are surging in like a tide, overwhelming this young man.

Behind a teacher, Leng Qing and Lin Anru, both wearing matching dresses and carrying flowers, walked over. The two women approached Zhou Yan and each handed him a bouquet of freshly picked flowers.

Leng Qing muttered under her breath.

"With such a violent temper, you'll get yourself killed sooner or later, but..."

Leng Qing's tone changed abruptly.

"I like people with such a fiery temper. You did a good job."

Zhou Yan saw that the woman's taming level had appeared, and it was currently at 30%.

Lin Anru winked at Zhou Yan.

"If you confess your feelings to me now, I'll say yes."

Zhou Yan remained silent.

"All right."

The Vermilion Bird is afraid of clapping.

"Let the feast begin!"

Led by Zhuque, Zhou Yan headed for the elevator. Several teachers surrounded Zhou Yan, putting their arms around his shoulders and leading him up to the third floor.

The Vermilion Bird had already prepared a banquet there, just waiting for Zhou Yan to arrive and begin the feast.

Chapter One: The Kingdom of the East Sea

It's raining.

heavy rain.

Wang Xuan walked along the main street of the capital of the Eastern Xia Federation under an umbrella. Several large commercial buildings had their 100-inch external screens light up and begin playing various advertisements.

Normally, these advertisements wouldn't attract anyone; with people and cars passing by on the street, no one would pay attention. But this time, as soon as the large outdoor screen lit up, many people stopped in front of different commercial buildings to watch the advertisements playing on the screen.

These advertisements feature scenes of melee Awakened warriors battling in the preliminary rounds of the four-school competition. Unlike the scenes shown in the game, these melee Awakened warriors have solid muscles, and their attacks are visceral and impactful. Men enjoy the adrenaline-pumping feeling of men clashing, while women appreciate the Awakened warriors' good looks.

Suddenly, the streets were filled with newcomers watching the four-school competition, forcing many car owners to honk their horns and urge them to leave.

Wang Xuan found a good spot to stand, held up his umbrella, and looked up at the Awakened Battle being broadcast on a commercial building.

Two days remain until the four-school competition, while the preliminary rounds have already lasted for more than ten days. During these ten days, the Awakened competition, with its intense punches and full-on special effects, has attracted the attention of hundreds of millions of people in the Eastern Xia United Kingdom.

Furthermore, Xuanwu intended to make the competition known to the whole country, and various competition videos were broadcast during prime time, which immediately boosted the popularity of the four-school competition.

Although many people say that winning a seat in Congress through a contest is unreliable and goes against the essence of democracy, more people are beginning to approve of the federal government's selection of members of Congress.

The reason is that Xuanwu started creating personas for the participants in the four-school competition.

The method for creating a persona is also very simple: find a group of handsome men and beautiful women with a 9 out of 10 appearance, shoot music videos for them, interview them, and give them moral praise and political analysis.

You don't need to ask whether their persona is believable. As long as they're good-looking, they can easily gain a large following just by wiggling their butts. After all, this is an era where if a villain in an artwork is handsome, people's values ​​will follow the villain's looks.

Thus, with the help of Yun's wife and husband, a large group of awakened individuals in the four-school competition gained a solid following.

Wang Xuan could only say that this was the only option he had.

The federal government of the Eastern Xia Federation was in a real bind and couldn't manage much, so it could only resort to a feudal system to find administrators for the other turbulent states.

Therefore, as long as the knife is accurately plunged into the lifeline of the Eastern Xia Federation at this moment...

They were probably the only Xia clan member in the last thousand years who still wanted to take over the Eastern Xia Federation and seize its sacred artifacts.

Wang Xuan lowered his head again, left the spot where he had just watched the advertisement for the four-school competition, and walked along the path to the end, where he arrived at a hotel called Biluo Hotel. Wang Xuan closed his umbrella and hung it up at the umbrella stand at the hotel entrance.

After straightening his clothes and wiping the moisture off his face, Wang Xuan entered the Biluo Hotel. This hotel was a typical old-fashioned hotel, with no tiles on the walls, only a layer of white paint, and the marble floor was covered with a thick layer of patina. The hotel receptionist didn't look outside the door, but turned his head to look at the television inside the reception desk.

Even as Wang Xuan approached the front desk, the receptionist was busy eating sunflower seeds and didn't even glance at the customer.

Wang Xuan shook his head and walked to the stairs next to the front desk.

This hotel doesn't have an elevator.

As Wang Xuan descended the stairs to the second floor, the door to room 207 was open. A woman wearing a thin nightgown was standing there, smoking. As Wang Xuan passed by, the woman blew a puff of smoke at him. When Wang Xuan looked at her, the woman said something suggestive.

"Handsome, would you like to come and see my room?"

Wang Xuan turned around and walked to room 213, then knocked on the door.

The door opened automatically, and Wang Xuan went inside.

The suites in this hotel are of the classic style, with a door leading directly to the entrance, a bathroom on one side, and a bedroom at the other end.

This type of suite is so well-designed that you can see the whole thing at a glance. That's why Wang Xuan immediately spotted Zhongdou Xingjun sitting on the edge of the bed at the far end of the suite, with his feet in a basin of hot water.

Wang Xuan entered, closed the door, and then spoke.

“If you enjoy foot baths, sir, next time you come to our country, I will take you to Hufeng Hot Springs, a wonderful place that only our Xia people can visit.”

After the Xia people arrived in the East Sea Kingdom, they became the local traditional nobles. Over the past thousand years, the Xia people have acquired vast swathes of territory in the East Sea Kingdom. Some of these scenic spots are off-limits to the local indigenous people, and only the Xia people are allowed to visit and enjoy the scenery.

Zhongdou Xingjun said calmly.