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

"Then the girl said that she only considered me a friend. From that moment on, I started to hate girls' gentleness. They give me fantasies, but don't let those fantasies come true."

Jiufeng laughed out loud.

"So this game is, um, a test, Daoyun, you..."

Zhou Yan reached out and grasped Chu Daoyun's small hand. Chu Daoyun felt that Zhou Yan's palm was very warm, so warm that her heart was melting.

Zhou Yan looked sincere.

"Would you like to try dating me?"

As expected, Chu Daoyun turned her head to the side.

"You could have said this back then."

Zhou Yan's lips twitched.

"So, that's why you rejected me in the first place?"

Zhou Yan's palm left Chu Daoyun's hand, and Chu Daoyun grabbed Zhou Yan's hand in return, the girl also looking serious.

"Yes! I, I'm willing to date you, Xiao Yan!"

Zhou Yan felt relieved.

"Alright then..."

Zhou Yan smiled broadly.

"How about we start with dating and watching a movie?"

Jiufeng: "..."

We can skip these unnecessary steps.

I'm still wearing my winning underwear...

Zhou Yan clapped his hands.

"By the way, I heard that director Fang Ya's movie 'My Romantic Prince' is premiering next week. How about we go see it together?"

"After the movie, I'll take you to eat stinky tofu and big meat skewers on Fangchang Street. Tonight, we'll ride the Ferris wheel at the Beijing Institute of Fashion Technology amusement park."

Jiufeng forced a smile.

"That sounds great."

Zhou Yan smiled gently.

"Anywhere I am with you will become beautiful."

Jiufeng's face flushed red. The girl, who had never experienced the sweetness of love before, felt as if she were soaking in a honey pot.

"Oh, right..."

Zhou Yan's expression changed.

“Our matter will take some time, Dao Yun. Why don’t you talk to Lord Zhuque about that Demon Arhat and Zhang Ye first?”

Zhou Yan reached out his hand again.

"My phone, um, could you buy me another one? I'll pay for it."

Jiufeng's expression changed several times, but she quickly abandoned her plan to seduce Zhou Yan today. Since they were already dating, she figured it was best to go through the motions; otherwise, as a girl, being too proactive might not be appropriate.

"Okay, I'll go buy you a phone, Xiaoyan."

Jiufeng tidied up the playing cards, got up, and left the bedroom.

The sense of crisis that had been hanging over Zhou Yan, as if he were facing Chi You, disappeared.

Zhou Yan slowly lay down on the bed and exhaled a breath he had been holding for a long time.

Zhou Yan knew very well what it meant to "openly repair the plank road while secretly crossing the Chencang pass" and what it meant to "speak human language to human beings and ghost language to ghosts." Given Jiu Feng's personality, even if he dared to say, "If you win, let me go," she could turn on him on the spot.

When the opponent's combat power is overwhelming, any skill is just a joke.

Therefore, Zhou Yan could only go along with Jiu Feng's lead and use the excuse of getting to know her to keep her occupied.

Even the most promiscuous woman wouldn't agree to date someone one day and then have sex with them the next.

Even the succubus from Teacher Niu Ru couldn't compare.

Jiufeng is that kind of girl. Even though she was ready to seduce Zhou Yan today, she immediately swallowed her thoughts again because of Zhou Yan's words "let's date".

Lying on the bed, Zhou Yan was truly impressed with his own quick wit; Jiu Feng had managed to escape.

……

Jing'an Residential Area.

Numerous police cars surrounded the entire residential area. Bai Hu emerged from a luxury car, entered the gate of Jing'an Residential Area, and then walked to Villa No. 15.

At the villa's exterior wall, Baihu spotted an old acquaintance.

The Xuanwu is so strong that it is beyond human capabilities.

Xuanwu stood on a section of the wall, head held high, his expression solemn.

The White Tiger walked up to the Black Tortoise and teased him.

"Brother Ankang, you're so busy with work, how come you have to come and handle something as trivial as the death of a demigod?"

Xuanwu sniffed and said calmly.

"I smelled something unusual."

Xuanwu aspires to become the Nine Heavens Demon-Slaying Ancestor, and is therefore extremely sensitive to demons and monsters. Xuanwu previously defeated Zhang Ye, and now he has sensed the scent of a demon cub on Zhang Ye in this Jing'an residential area.

The White Tiger sighed and told the Black Tortoise everything that the Nine Phoenixes had told it.

Xuanwu narrowed his eyes.

"Where is the place where the sacrifice is offered to the sixth day?"

White Tiger shrugged.

“I went to check it out. The altar where the sacrifice was performed was badly damaged. However, based on the identifiable information, it seems that someone obtained the permission of the Demon Lord Mara by sacrificing something.”

Xuanwu chuckled.

"Perfect, I need a few little devils to practice on."

During this period, Xuanwu received the "True Martial Subduing Demon Skill" from Little Yama. With the recent appearance of the Heavenly Demon, Xuanwu felt that his "True Martial Subduing Demon Skill" would finally have a use.

At this moment, a policeman walked over, stood in front of Xuanwu and Baihu, saluted the two divine beasts, and said.

"Members of Parliament, we have retrieved surveillance footage from the vicinity, and this is the photo of the perpetrator that we have found."

The police officer took out his phone and handed it to Xuanwu.

Jing'an Community is an affluent area. Thanks to high taxes and donations from local wealthy residents, it is heavily patrolled by police and has surveillance cameras everywhere. Naturally, the scene caused by Mo Luohan and Zhang Ye did not escape the capture of the surveillance cameras.

Xuanwu took the phone and immediately saw Zhang Ye and Wusheng Luohan on the screen.

Zhang Ye was nothing special; Xuanwu had already killed him once. But that Arhat Wusheng seemed strange to Xuanwu no matter how he looked at him.

Xuanwu handed the phone to Baihu, then asked the approaching police officer a question.

"Who is this guy who fought with the Zhou family brat?"

The policeman shook his head.

"I don't know. We've checked the national population database, but the AI ​​system couldn't find the person's identity information. However, we interviewed nearby residents, and they said that the guy next to Zhang Ye claimed to be the monk Wusheng, a monk from Western Buddhism, who came here to save all sentient beings."

"Eh... Monk Wusheng?"

Baihu looked up from his phone screen and stared at the police officer in surprise.

"Are you sure you want to call him Monk Wusheng?"

The police officer nodded.

"That's what that guy calls himself, but I have reservations about whether it's really true."

Xuanwu looked at Baihu.

What do you know?

The White Tiger revels in the Way.

Do you know Zhao Wenhe?

Xuanwu snorted unfriendly.

Baihu explained.

"During the two years of great disasters in the Taisho Dynasty, the people suffered greatly. As the monarch, Zhao Wenhe opened the national treasury to provide relief to the disaster victims year after year. At the same time, he also held grand Buddhist ceremonies, inviting eminent monks and famous Taoists from all walks of life to come and pray for good weather and a bumper harvest for the people in the coming year."

"And this monk Wusheng is a high-ranking monk who came from the Western Buddhist tradition. It is said that he can sit on a charcoal fire without it burning, and he can remain unharmed even when attacked by ten thousand soldiers. He is a high-ranking monk who has attained enlightenment."

Because this epidemic was caused by Zhao Wenhe, Baihu was quite interested in Zhao Wenhe and even studied him in various historical records.

The monk Wusheng came across this by chance while reading Zhao Wenhe's personal history.

Xuanwu asked in return.

"Was this Monk Wusheng a figure from hundreds of years ago?"

The white tiger extends two fingers.

Two hundred years ago.

Xuanwu remained silent.

Zhao Wenhe also lived two hundred years ago.

……

The master bathroom of Jiufeng Villa.

Zhou Yan picked up the new phone that Jiu Feng had bought for him, inserted the new SIM card, and dialed Wu Quxing's number.

The call was answered quickly.

Who are you?

"It's me, Zhou Yan..."

"Hmm, why did you call me?"

Zhou Yan recounted in detail how he had been attacked by the demonic Arhat.

"That Wusheng, if nothing unexpected happens, should be from Zhao Wenhe's generation, the era of that guy Zhongdou Xingjun. Brother Wu, do you know anything about Wusheng?"

After Zhou Yan received the phone from Jiu Feng, he investigated Wu Sheng's identity information. There wasn't much information; the only thing mentioned in historical records was that Wu Sheng had performed a prayer ceremony for Zhao Wenhe, and that was it.

It doesn't matter if he's gone. Based on the age of the monk Wusheng that Zhou Yan saw, Zhou Yan knew that Wusheng was definitely not an Arhat of this era. This guy should be even earlier than Little Yama, he should be Zhongdou Xingjun, the monster of Zhao Wenhe's era.

“Wusheng…Mao Luohan…That old bastard from Zhongdou seems to have mentioned this before, but I don’t think he did. Little guy, wait a minute, I’ll go ask someone.”

Ten minutes later, Wu Quxing's voice came through Zhou Yan's new phone.

"Alright, I've asked..."

"That old fellow Wei Yong once talked to someone and said that during Zhao Wenhe's reign, the entire dynasty's fortunes experienced a resurgence. Besides Zhao Wenhe himself being a true god, he also recruited many talented and extraordinary people, and this monk Wusheng was one of them."

"The night before the fall of the capital of Taisho, it seems that this monk Wusheng came with his junior brother and master to help Zhao Wenhe."

Zhou Yan said in horror.

"Master, junior brother?"

The monk Wusheng is an Arhat. Even if he doesn't have a divine status, he still has the fighting power of a true god. If we consider his master and junior brother to be of higher rank, they should also be Arhats.

In other words, on the eve of the fall of the capital, Taisho, there were a total of three Arhats and one Plague God guarding the capital.

Zhou Yan said in disbelief.

"How did the Taisho Emperor break through?"

Wu Quxing sighed from the opposite side.

"Because the leader of the refugees who came to attack the capital was also a true god, and not just any ordinary true god."

Zhou Yan became curious.

What bloodline does the "Refugee Commander" have?