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

"I know this is wrong, but in order to find the Holy Maiden and to protect your safety, Mr. Zhou, my master implanted many tracking spells, poisons, and electronic trackers into your body..."

Zhou Yan remembered that Zhang Ye had indeed said that Su Changqing had placed many tracking devices on him, but Zhang Ye, the old traitor, had erased them all.

"Who knew that the traitor would secretly make a move..."

Song Nantuo's face was filled with grief and indignation.

"We've also placed the 'Five Signs of Decay' curse on you, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Yan raised an eyebrow.

"Your master is unaware of these 'Five Signs of Decay'?"

Song Nantuo sniffed.

"If I had known, why didn't I help Mr. Zhou get rid of him? How could I not know that the traitor was my third senior brother? And how could I have died at the hands of my third senior brother?"

As Song Nantuo spoke, tears streamed down his face again.

Zhou Yan stared at Song Nantuo's face for a long time. Song Nantuo's emotions changed naturally from crying to sobbing, without any trace of artificiality. It seemed that he was really sad and in pain because his master had died and the traitor was so hateful.

Are all charlatans this good at acting?

I've been looking at it for so long, how come I haven't noticed a single flaw?

The road ended at the Su family's large villa.

The villa's upper two floors had been completely blown up, leaving the area inside the walls in a state of chaos. Outside the walls, dozens of people from the Celestial caste of Indiana stood at a distance, while a circle of Miro cult members stood close to the walls.

Zhou Yan glanced around and spotted the two Su family demigod henchmen who had come to arrest him earlier. The two henchmen looked somewhat uneasy when they saw Zhou Yan and even took several steps back. As for the other Miro Cult members, many of them looked grief-stricken and were sobbing.

Zhou Yan walked to the gate of the Su family villa.

The main gate was open, and Zhou Yan could see Xuanwu's tall, strong, and otherworldly body standing inside, as well as Su Bijun, the graceful and elegant Holy Maiden of the Mi Luo Sect, who had recovered considerably.

In front of the two men were two corpses covered with white sheets.

Zhou Yan walked through the gate of the wall.

Su Bijun turned around when she heard the voice, and her expression became unnatural after seeing Zhou Yan.

Xuanwu didn't turn around, but asked.

"Little one, I've been waiting for you to come and see me."

Xuanwu, with his back to Zhou Yan, pointed to the covered corpse in front of him.

"Look, if there are no problems, these two bodies will be handed over to the Su family to handle."

Zhou Yan silently walked to Xuanwu's side and slowly lifted the white sheet covering the corpse on his left.

A strong smell of blood wafted out, and Zhou Yan saw Su Changqing.

The old man, who had previously had many interactions with Zhou Yan, lay on the ground, his face pale and with traces of blood on his chin.

Zhou Yan opened the attribute panel, and the status bar inside the attribute panel read "Poisoned by Black Abyss Poison, all supernatural powers lost".

The white cloth was lifted to the chest, and Zhou Yan saw a fist-sized, explosively split wound. There was no wound on the back, only on the chest. The wound looked like it had exploded from the inside. Zhou Yan saw fragments of heart flesh gushing out, bits of flesh mixed with ribs and chest flesh, and a piece of clothing spread out from the chest.

Su Bijun explained from behind Zhou Yan.

"This is the Mind-Stealing Curse, my... beast's most prized spell."

Zhou Yan raised his gaze to the top of the attribute panel.

Name: Su Changqing.

Judging from the name, it is indeed Su Changqing's corpse.

Zhou Yan then opened the attributes such as place of origin and occupation, and what he saw all matched Su Changqing's identity as the vice leader of the Miro Cult.

Zhou Yan covered the body with a white sheet, then walked to another body and uncovered it.

This corpse was in far worse condition than Su Changqing's. The flesh on the left side of his body was torn apart, and his ribs, leg bones, and skull were exposed to the air, with his internal organs spilling out onto the ground.

Su Bijun sighed, her ethereal and elegant features taking on a beauty reminiscent of Xi Shi clutching her heart.

“This is my third senior uncle. He was an orphan when he was young and was adopted by Lord Su. Lord Su loved this child dearly from a young age, and even though he wasn't of a high caste, he went against the majority opinion to make him a bishop, but unexpectedly…”

Su Bijun said bitterly.

"You ungrateful wretch!"

Xuanwu took out a notebook sealed in a plastic bag from his pocket.

"This is the diary I found in the room of the traitor."

Zhou Yan took it, opened the plastic seal, and then wrapped his hands in his clothes to flip through the diary. The contents of the diary were simple: this "traitor" was complaining that he was not accepted by the high-caste circles, and that the people felt that he, an orphan, was unworthy to be a bishop.

The "traitor" didn't want to live like this. He wanted to be respected, to be of a higher caste, and to join the upper class of Indiana.

Zhou Yan put the diary back into the plastic bag.

Xuanwu asked.

"how do you feel?"

Zhou Yan said sarcastically.

"Who in their right mind keeps a diary?"

Xuanwu shook his head.

"This diary is old; it wasn't just written today."

Zhou Yan hummed in agreement. Bai Ze's omniscient ability allowed Zhou Yan to see that the earliest entries in these diaries were written a year ago, and the subsequent entries were not fabricated.

As for the corpse beside him, which was missing half of its flesh and blood, it was also a bishop of the Miro Cult and a disciple of Su Changqing; its identity and name were correct.

Based on the circumstances and evidence gathered along the way, it seems that what Song Nantuo said is true: Su Changqing tied him up, replaced him with Su Bijun, and then the traitor came out, preparing to curse him to death. Su Changqing discovered the abnormality, fought with the traitor, and finally died together.

Zhou Yan covered the traitor with a white cloth again, and then lifted the white cloth covering Su Changqing.

The omniscient ability scanned the area and confirmed that Su Changqing was brain dead, physically dead, and beyond dead.

Zhou Yan then turned to look at Xuanwu.

"Lord Azure Dragon, if you come here, can you revive Vice Sect Leader Su?"

Zhou Yan remembered that the Azure Dragon could restore the physical bodies of all twelve mature Dongfang Yu (Vice Principal of the First Academy).

Su Bijun's eyes lit up.

Xuanwu shook his head.

"Qinglong does indeed possess the secret to longevity, but that's a perk reserved for his own top academy. Some core teachers and students need to consume elixirs for extended periods and learn special internal cultivation techniques. Their mastery of these special techniques must be exceptional to complement Qinglong's secret to longevity and to rebuild their physical bodies after they have decayed."

"Otherwise, what's the point of having my Xuan Shui? If my body is damaged, I can just ask Qinglong to make another one."

The Azure Dragon's longevity technique has extremely demanding requirements for the user, and the preparation time is measured in years. Therefore, compared to the Black Tortoise's Xuan Water, which can prolong life simply by drinking it, the Azure Dragon's longevity technique is considered useless by most people.

Chapter Fourteen Ghosts

"Su Changqing is really dead."

Xuanwu's expression remained calm.

"This guy's physical body and spiritual platform are completely shattered. The Miro Cult is not a sect that specializes in resurrecting souls in the underworld. At least I can't think of a way to bring Su Changqing back to life."

Zhou Yan countered with a question.

"For example, soaking Su Changqing in Xuan water."

Xuanwu frowned.

"What do you take Xuan Shui for? Xuan Shui can prolong life, but it doesn't have the ability to resurrect."

Zhou Yan nodded secretly.

Before coming, Zhuque said that Xuanwu had acknowledged that Su Changqing was dead. As a true god with a high level of awakening, if he could confirm that Su Changqing was dead, then Su Changqing should be dead in most judgments.

For example, Zhou Yan can now see Su Changqing's body, which is beyond dead.

Then things started to get complicated. Zhou Yan thought that the signs of the five signs of decay meant that Su Changqing wanted to kill him, but now Su Changqing was dead in front of him, and the blame was all placed on his traitorous disciple.

Zhou Yan felt he didn't like this conclusion, but disliking it didn't matter.

Su Changqing is dead. The guy I wanted to avenge and kill is dead.

Even after he spent countless hours and found numerous pieces of evidence to prove that Su Changqing was the one who wanted to harm him, it was all in vain.

You can't argue with a dead man.

A shadow fell over Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan silently looked up, and the Xuanwu, so strong it seemed otherworldly, asked.

Are you satisfied with this result?

This question wasn't directed at Zhou Yan. Since Zhou Yan was present but Zhuque wasn't, Xuanwu naturally assumed Zhou Yan represented Zhuque. Asking Zhou Yan if he was satisfied was essentially asking Zhuque if he was willing to let the matter be resolved this way.

Zhou Yan: "..."

I'm not satisfied... but the person is dead.

You can't just drag the corpse out and whip it, can you?

Su Bijun said softly.

“I know that you repaid kindness with enmity for my sake. I will send someone to apologize and compensate you later. Mr. Zhou, you can draw a line at that time. My Su family can afford it.”

Zhou Yan chuckled.

Do we look like people who are short of money?

However, at this point, there's no better way to put it.

Zhou Yan shook his head at Xuanwu.

“Su Changqing is dead, and the traitor was his third disciple. I acknowledge that.”

Xuanwu remained expressionless, while the rest of the Su family members breathed a sigh of relief.

The trouble with Suzaku is now over.

……

Suburbs of Zhongzhou City.

A convoy of more than 300 people drove out of the last line of defense of the Zhongzhou City army.

In the center of the convoy, on the roof of a huge armored motorhome, a Sue from Indiana opened the sunroof and leaned out. Before him was a winding suburban road covered with vegetation and yellow soil. Occasionally, one could see the bodies of those who had come to Central City to seek refuge but met with accidents before reaching Central City, lying on the ground being eaten by crows and wild dogs.

The Su family member shook his head mockingly as he watched all this, muttering to himself.

"Infidels deserve to die."

"May the great Celestial Venerable Miluo cleanse all heretics from this world."

After a sincere prayer, the Su family went down from the window and into the RV.

The RV was quiet, even though soothing music was playing from the indoor stereo.

"Cough, cough..."

Just as the Su family was about to go to the refrigerator in the RV, they suddenly heard a cough coming from one of the bedrooms.

The Su family members reached the bedroom door and hurriedly asked.

"Grandpa, are you alright?"

"Su Qing, bring me a Yin-Gathering Pill."

"Hey, okay."

Su Qing went to the refrigerator, took out a box of black pills from the freezer, and then went to the bedroom door where the patient was coughing incessantly and opened it.

The RV's bedroom is small, only two square meters, with just a single bed and a semi-transparent old man sitting on it.

If Zhou Yan were here, he would definitely be stunned, because the person sitting on the bed is none other than Su Changqing, who died in Zhangjia Community.

Su Changqing's grandson, Su Qing, pushed the Gathering Yin Pill, which was packaged in a plastic box, in front of Su Changqing.

Su Changqing stretched out his semi-transparent hand, opened the box containing the Yin Gathering Pill, took out one pill, and inhaled it.

A stream of Yin energy entered Su Changqing's body through the Yin Gathering Pill, making Su Changqing's semi-transparent body much more solid.