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

Zhou Yan used the Extreme Eye a few more times. After using it a few more times, Zhou Yan roughly figured out the various dark histories and private gossip of the residents in this high-end community. Logically speaking, he could leave and go back to the Wutong Hotel to wait for Zhuque and the others to come and question him.

The only problem is that Su Bijun hasn't seen it yet.

Zhou Yan didn't know who Su Bijun was, but it seemed that she was a very high-ranking person. When she came to Zhangjia Community, the villas provided by the Zhang family were the best. Zhang Ye's father even came to ask Su Bijun's housekeeper if she needed any help.

His outward identity was that of a six-eared macaque. If Zhuque asked about Su Bijun's situation later, he couldn't very well say that he didn't know, could he?

What if Suzaku says he doesn't know and tries to eavesdrop now?

Damn it, who is this Su Bijun? She's wasting my time and I have to sit here a little longer.

Zhou Yan left the wall of Zhangjia Community and went to a milk tea shop on the street opposite the gate. After all, this shop was located at the entrance of an upscale community. Zhou Yan glanced at the menu and found that the milk tea and snacks were generally twice as expensive as those in normal milk tea shops. A cup of milk tea cost more than 50 yuan. But there was no other way, and there was no better place to hide.

At the entrance of the shop, Zhou Yan pointed to the milk tea shop's menu and said.

"Give me a matcha milk, a lemonade, and a fried chicken platter."

The milk tea shop owner responded.

"Okay, I know."

Zhou Yan led Su Xiaowan to a corner seat.

Like any other bubble tea shop, this one had a glass wall facing the street, allowing Zhou Yan to see the street through it.

After a while, the shop owner placed the milk tea and snack platter in front of Zhou Yan. Zhou Heng held Su Xiaowan, feeding the little fox while staring out the glass wall.

Zhou Yan waited from noon until four o'clock in the afternoon before he saw a group of people running out of the entrance of Zhangjia Community. This group of people swept and cleaned the ground. Many fully armed soldiers walked to the entrances of various shops on the street. A soldier also walked into the milk tea shop where Zhou Yan was. This soldier shouted to Zhou Yan and other customers and shopkeepers.

"From this moment forward, none of you are allowed to leave your seats! Until we leave, understand?!"

There were quite a few young people drinking milk tea around Zhou Yan. When they heard these arrogant words, they were angry, but when they saw the submachine gun in the security personnel's hands, their displeasure naturally subsided.

The security personnel walked to the door with satisfaction and stood at attention with their guns at the ready.

A little while later, a red carpet was laid out from the entrance of Zhangjia Community, and flower baskets and a band began to stand on both sides of the carpet.

Zhou Yan rubbed his forehead.

Do rich people like to show off like this?

Ten minutes later, dozens of cars drove out from other entrances and exits of the street, followed by photographers carrying video cameras and reporters holding cameras, who each found a good spot to stand.

Zhou Yan silently scanned the group of reporters outside the glass wall. Judging from the work documents on these reporters and the logos on their cameras, they should be from several major media outlets in Zhongzhou City.

Su Bijun has quite the grand entrance. Not only did the Zhang family come to greet her personally when she arrived, but now even reporters have come.

Zhou Yan was extremely glad that he had stayed behind to investigate Su Bijun's true situation. Judging from the current situation, there was a high probability that Zhuque would ask him about Su Bijun.

Music from an outdoor speaker started pouring into the milk tea shop from outside.

Zhou Yan listened for a while, then couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

This piece is called "The Emperor Enters the Battle," a tune played in ancient Chinese operas when the emperor personally led his troops into battle. Because the emperor was always guaranteed victory when he led his troops into battle, and no unexpected reasons were allowed, this piece was also called "The Song of Certain Victory."

Damn it, the Emperor's Victory Song! Just how arrogant are these people outside that they dare to use such a tune as background music?

After the outdoor speakers, a band of dozens of people began playing various instruments. The sound from the outdoor speakers was the base tone, and the band was the active part. As soon as the active part joined the base tone, it immediately filled the music with a generous and passionate feeling that could never be sung with a rigid sound system.

Following the scent, Zhou Yan saw a long black car slowly drive up from the end of the street, stepping onto a red carpet.

Reporters on both sides of the red carpet immediately turned their cameras, focusing their shots on the extended black car.

Zhou Yan cupped his face in one hand inside the milk tea shop.

Well, brother, even when Zhuque brought us to Zhongzhou City, we didn't have such a grand entrance.

The black car pulled up in the middle of the street and stopped. A young woman dressed in a black suit, who looked extremely beautiful and dignified, and who gave Zhou Yan a feeling of a gentler version of Zhao Wenhe, stepped out of the black car.

Zhou Yan looked the girl up and down; she was very strange, extremely strange.

The girl was clearly covered up very well, with nothing exposed except her hands, neck, and face, but she still gave Zhou Yan a thrilling feeling of tenderness and charm, and every movement and stillness exuded elegance.

Zhou Yan opened the girl's attribute panel.

Name: Su Bijun.

Age: 25.

Height: 168cm.

Weight: 50 kg.

Personal attributes.

Strength: 3500 (1 represents the average physical fitness of an adult)

Neural reaction speed: 6500

Agility: 6500

Endurance: 10 billion

Intelligence: 20 billion (speed only)

Spirit: 20 trillion

Perception: 20 billion

Bloodline: Star Lord Attribute - Heart Moon Fox (Awakening Level 77%)

Bloodline Awakening Passive Skill.

Heart Fire: A spark ignites from the sea of ​​the heart, burning away the seven emotions and five desires.

Marriage: I can tell you how much your girlfriend likes you (for mortals only).

Strong Luck: Don't worry, compared to us, this is just an unlucky person.

Incense-infused golden statue: The golden statue, a convergence of countless faiths, possesses immense power in every action.

False words: all that is said or said is supernatural.

Star Official's Mystic Arts: He has currently mastered five immortal arts.

Allure: Naturally charming, every smile and frown is graceful, everyone has a guaranteed 40% favorability, except for me.

Divinity: Currently missing.

How to obtain Divinity: Obtain it from the Star Hall on the fifteenth peak of Kunlun Immortal Palace by imperial decree.

Divinity...missing?

Zhou Yan looked up an explanation for the missing divine status. The explanation was quite simple: the bloodline of some lower-level true gods would be diluted by human blood, causing their bloodline to decline. Therefore, they needed to find divine status or other things to replenish their divine status.

This behavior is similar to a fully awakened demigod seeking a path to advancement, except that a true god lacking a divine spark is more likely to become a true god than a normal fully awakened demigod, as they only need to find the divine spark.

The problem is that Zhou Yan had never seen the Kunlun Immortal Palace Star Hall in any reports of human forbidden zones. The Awakened Ones had searched almost all the safest places in human forbidden zones. Places they hadn't been to were either too dangerous for anyone to go to, or those who had gone to them never returned.

Whether the Star Palace is too dangerous for anyone to go to, or whether anyone who goes there never comes back, it shouldn't be touched by awakened beings below the level of True God. But even True Gods don't dare to venture into the forbidden zone of humanity.

The Wuqu Star that Zhou Yan just met today was the one who was killed and silenced for sixty years in Kunlun Immortal Palace. At that time, Wuqu Star went with Wenqu Star. Two dignified True Gods were killed by the defense of Kunlun Immortal Palace and ran away in a panic. Wouldn't it be a death sentence for a normal demigod to go there?

As soon as Su Bijun emerged from behind the glass wall, the surrounding reporters walked up to her in order. The reporter closest to her held a microphone to her mouth and asked respectfully.

"You must be Miss Su Bijun, right?"

Su Bijun nodded with great poise.

The reporter asked again.

"I heard you're also going to participate in the four-school competition in two weeks, and your target is Fengxia Prefecture?"

Su Bijun opened her strikingly beautiful lips and answered with a single word.

"Ah."

Then other reporters came up, one after another asking Su Bijun about the four-school competition and her future.

Su Bijun answered as she walked. Zhou Yan drank his milk tea and watched the woman walk from the street to the entrance of Zhangjia Community. The head of the Zhang family, Zhang Ye's father, came out and led the woman into Zhangjia Community.

Upon arriving at this point, the head of the Zhang family, Zhang Ye's father, stepped forward and addressed the visiting reporters.

"This plague is a punishment sent down by the heavens by the people of the Eastern Xia Federation for their disrespect for heaven and gods. I hope that from today onwards, our country's laws will place greater emphasis on religion, such as making it illegal to eat beef! For example, requiring people to visit the nearest temple to worship every week, and establishing a special priesthood profession in the country!"

The reporters outside were in an uproar.

This kind of religious governance did not exist for most of the history of the Eastern Xia Federation, and the so-called religiousization of law had no broad popular support.

Even Zhou Yan, who was in the milk tea shop, couldn't help but shake his head.

Zhou Yan had heard that Laozi rode a bull, which is why some religious fanatics forbid people from eating beef, saying it would be blasphemous. Of course, most places in the Eastern United States wouldn't be so obsessed; only the Indiana, where religion is deeply ingrained, would have such an unscrupulous demand.

The Zhang family patriarch on the other side was still shouting.

"After we become members of parliament, we will push for religious laws to be incorporated into the constitution. At that time, as long as the people of the whole country wholeheartedly believe in the gods and offer sacrifices to God every now and then, the gods will bless us."

Su Bijun, standing next to the head of the Zhang family, changed her expression, then lowered her head and walked dejectedly into the Zhang family community.

Seeing this, Zhou Yan gathered some information from the people around Su Bijun and then chuckled to himself.

The Su family has offered sacrifices to Gouchen Shangdi and Ziwei Dadi for more than ten years, and performed dozens of half-sacrifices, but the Heavenly Emperor has never paid them any attention.

Chapter 11

Zhou Yan was somewhat relieved that he had helped Xie Xin when facing the Awakened Ones from Indiana. These Indian guys could only cause trouble in their own little corner of the world, but now that they were out there, they were preparing to establish religious rule in various places.

Zhou Yan now felt as if members of the White Lotus Sect had entered the cabinet and were involved in politics, something that had never happened in any previous dynasty, but was now happening right before his eyes.

Fortunately, he was Bai Ze, and once he grew up, he would crush one after another these Indian proposals for religious governance.

Capitalists are still capitalists, and even the awakened are merely dependent on capitalism for their livelihood. What kind of era has this religious rule of state regressed to?

As soon as Su Bijun entered Zhangjia Community, the music playing on the street gradually decreased, the bands stopped playing one after another, and then the security personnel left one by one. Zhou Yan carried Su Xiaowan out.

As Zhou Yan walked out, he felt a chill run down his spine. The young man couldn't help but turn around. Behind him, at the entrance of Zhangjia Community, stood an old man in a Tang suit. The old man looked at Zhou Yan with a gloomy expression. When Zhou Yan met his gaze, the old man smiled slightly, revealing a smile that was as kind as could be, yet tinged with murderous intent.

Zhou Yan nodded to the old man.

The old man turned and entered Zhangjia Community. A security guard following behind him glanced at Zhou Yan and then reached out and rubbed his neck.

The threat was self-evident.

Zhou Yan turned back. It wasn't surprising, was it? He had been here for several hours. If the Zhang family members opposite him had even a little bit of control over the situation, they would definitely have noticed his problem.

However, this family is really patient. They pretended not to see me for so long, and only when I was about to leave did they come forward and tell me that they knew I had been here.

Within Zhangjia Community.

The security personnel followed their master toward Su Bijun's villa.

After walking a few steps, the security personnel asked in confusion.

"You're just going to let that guy go like that?"

That's Zhou Yan, the man who got their young master pregnant, caused him to break down, and now he's holed up in his bedroom, too afraid to go out.

The old patriarch of the Zhang family sneered.

"How do you compare to that guy Dongfang Yu?"

The security personnel chuckled.

"Although I can't beat Dongfang Yu, if the master and I join forces, can that child stop us?"

The old man of the Zhang family said with disdain.

“What do you know? Zhou Yan has a bad temper and always rushes in when something happens. Now he’s wearing a mask, sunglasses, and a hat, as if he’s afraid we’ll spot him. That means he doesn’t want to have a conflict with us.”

Old Master Zhang sighed.

"Since they're willing to give us face, let's accept it."

Zhou Yan's near-death experience with Dongfang Yu was still too terrifying. The old man of the Zhang family was too old to argue with such a sharp-tongued young man. As long as Zhou Yan didn't act recklessly, he wouldn't kill him.

As he spoke, the old man looked in the direction of his old house. On the second floor of the old house, the curtains in Zhang Ye's bedroom were open, and half of Zhang Ye's head was peeking out from behind the curtains.

The old man couldn't help but smile.

He knew his grandson liked Su Bijun very much, but he didn't expect that under these circumstances, his grandson would be willing to draw back the curtains to see Su Bijun.

The old man said to the security guard beside him.

"Go and bring the camera."

The security guard understood his master's meaning and bowed.