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

There are no foxes left in Qingqiu. Zhou Yan doesn't know if the Five-Colored Stone has worked, but judging from the current miserable state of Qingqiu, it seems that the Five-Colored Stone has failed.

Did all the Qingqiu foxes vanish in an instant?

Zhou Yan started to have a headache. Just like when he went to save Bixia Yuanjun last time, although Nuwa had given him a way out, this way out seemed dangerous no matter how you looked at it.

The most dangerous part is that Qingqiu's fate may be similar to that of Lingshan. If I know too much, I might get killed before I can solve the problem. But if I don't know anything, I might fall into a trap and die because I don't think or understand.

In this environment where knowledge is poison, Zhou Yan felt more and more that Bai Ze's omniscience buff was likely to be negative.

The journey to the farthest reaches has come to an end.

Zhou Yan opened his eyes again outside the city walls of Qingqiu City.

This time, Zhou Yan didn't plan to gather any more information. The young man sighed and walked into Qingqiu City.

The first thing you see when you go inside is the young Bai Rusu's corpse, which is impaled on the ground by countless steel bars.

Upon seeing it, Zhou Yan felt a slight stirring in his heart, and a flash of inspiration appeared in his mind.

As Zhou Yan walked past Bai Rusu, whose body was pierced by steel bars, he saw Bai Rusu jumping to her death and then being hit by a car.

After passing these three white-clad beauties, Zhou Yan arrived at his destination.

The Nuwa Temple of the Qingqiu Clan.

Su Xiaowan, who was hanging by Zhou Yan's collar, looked up expectantly at the plaque above the entrance of the Nuwa Temple that read "Nuwa Temple".

"Is this the place where the Qingqiu clan worships the goddess Nuwa?"

Su Xiaowan's tone was full of envy.

With such a large city and a temple dedicated to such a top-tier deity, Su Xiaowan could easily imagine how powerful her race had been in the past and how much favored by Nuwa she had been.

who knows……

Su Xiaowan looked around with her fox head raised, and Zhou Yan entered the Nuwa Palace at that moment.

Behind the entrance to the Nuwa Temple is a courtyard with a large bronze cauldron. Each of the four corners of the bronze cauldron is carved with a flying dragon, and the body of the cauldron is carved with various beasts and scenes of human life. The carving is exquisite and lifelike, and it is definitely handmade.

Zhou Yan sighed.

"With the craftsmanship of this cauldron, it would be a national treasure if it were taken abroad."

Zhou Yan was no stranger to bronze artifacts from his own country. In his view, the bronze cauldrons in the Nuwa Temple were likely used for burning incense, and their craftsmanship was absolutely no less than that of the pinnacle of ancient bronze artifacts.

Unfortunately, it belongs to the Nuwa Temple, and I wouldn't dare take it even if I chopped off my own hands and feet.

After passing the bronze cauldron, you arrive at the main hall of the Nuwa Temple. Inside the main hall, there is nothing else superfluous except for a statue of Nuwa with a human body and a snake tail.

Zhou Yan hesitated for a few seconds outside the main hall, and after mentally preparing himself several times, he walked into the main hall.

Zhou Yan was prepared to be questioned by Nuwa.

"You're ready to choose between me and Houtu."

and many more……

Zhou Yan, who had stepped into the Nuwa Temple, withdrew his foot. After thinking for a moment, he revealed his mythological form, put Su Xiaowan on his back, and walked into the main hall.

Chapter Eight: Hatred

Zhou Yan carefully lifted his claws and stepped into the Nuwa Palace.

The Nuwa Temple hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and the Nuwa statue was covered in a thick layer of dust. However, weeds and mold hadn't grown there; the Nuwa Temple was just a bit dusty and dirty.

Zhou Yan silently walked to the statue of Nuwa, his head bowed, like a kitten who had made a mistake and was being scolded.

However, after waiting for a long time, Zhou Yan did not hear any sound. He looked up and saw the kind and gentle face of the Nuwa statue above his head.

Emmmmmm……

Goddess Nuwa, please say something! Your inaction is making me a little scared...

Su Xiaowan, who was lying on Zhou Yan's back, whispered.

"Brother, why don't we clean up this temple? It's so dirty."

Zhou Yan took a few steps back, then used the Great Evolution technique to add the keyword "Wind Control" to himself.

A breeze stirred inside the Nuwa Temple, and Zhou Yan carefully blew up the dust inside and carried it outside.

Beyond the ground was the statue of Nuwa. Zhou Yan used a gentle breeze to blow away the dust from the statue inch by inch.

It took Zhou Yan a full half hour to clean all the dust from the main hall.

Then he continued to bow his head under the statue of Nuwa, pretending to be a well-behaved child waiting to be scolded.

But after waiting for half an hour, Nuwa still didn't react.

Zhou Yan looked up with a troubled expression.

The amount of time I'm awake each day is limited...

"Nuwa... Your Majesty..."

Zhou Yan spoke in a low voice.

A few seconds later, a faint "humming" sound came from the empty and quiet temple.

Zhou Yan instantly became furious.

Did Nuwa really look after herself?

Zhou Yan took a few steps back, his whole body trembling.

However, after that "humph," there was no more sound in the temple, as if the cold "humph" just now was an illusion.

Su Xiaowan climbed up to Zhou Yan's ear and whispered a question.

"Brother, it seems like Goddess Nuwa... just paid attention to us?"

Su Xiaowan turned her head again.

"But why did you respond to us for a moment and then stop responding?"

Why are you ignoring it?

Of course they're scolding me, Bai Ze...

Damn it! Why?!

Yinglong, you're such a joker!

Zhou Yan made up his mind that he would definitely try to trick Yinglong if he had the chance in the future.

But before that, Yinglong was trapped.

Zhou Yan stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. The tip of his tongue touched a few fluffy hairs. To be honest, he was a little uncomfortable with Bai Ze's mythical form.

"If I can't adapt, I can't adapt," Zhou Yan said hesitantly.

"Goddess Nuwa, besides solving my Little Western Paradise problem, did you also want me to lend a hand to Qingqiu?"

A strange gaze turned to Zhou Yan. Although Zhou Yan couldn't see it, the sensation of the gaze was so intense that it made his scalp tingle.

"Bai Rusu had been to Qingqiu before. When she left, she encountered several of her past selves. These past selves were dead. I went to see them, and the remains of Bai Rusu were all her own."

"so……"

Zhou Yan hesitated.

Paowu↓≤【◇↓糁@_｀Si'er swooping′: "Perhaps all the foxes of Qingqiu died in the past, but Goddess Nuwa, do you hope that I can save the fox spirits of Qingqiu from the past?"

When Zhou Yan's true form arrived in Qingqiu City, upon seeing Bai Rusu's corpse, a very strange thought came to mind.

What would happen if we saved these young girls and loli Bai Rusu before they died?

Will there be a second Bai Rusu in this world?

By the same token, if the real Bai Rusu suddenly died, and he saved the past Bai Rusu, would the past Bai Rusu be the real Bai Rusu?

Applying this idea to Qingqiu, Zhou Yan felt that what Bai Rusu had experienced might be some kind of reminder.

This reminder was meant to save Qingqiu.

"Squeak..."

The arms of the Nuwa statue suddenly moved. Normal stone statues would crack and break if they dared to move, but the Nuwa statue moved like a human body. It did not have the stiffness of a machine and quickly pointed to the east.

The index finger of the Nuwa statue points east.

Zhou Yan understood.

"I will definitely help Goddess Nuwa deal with Qingqiu."

Zhou Yan grabbed Su Xiaowan and left the Nuwa Palace. As they left, Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief; the matter with Nuwa was now resolved.

But what's next?

Zhou Yan decided that he couldn't offend Houtu either, so he decided to go and rescue Bixia Yuanjun after he had resolved his health issues. He was determined to save Bixia Yuanjun from the Paradise Temple.

In short, act obediently towards Nuwa, and try to appease Houtu as much as possible.

Zhou Yan certainly didn't want to wake up the next day pregnant with Hou Tu's child, and possibly more than one.

To the east of the Nuwa Temple was a row of side halls. These halls housed shrines to the successive fox kings of Qingqiu, as well as other great demon sages such as Kunpeng, Yinglong, and Jiufeng.

Zhou Yan even saw his Bai Ze Temple in a small side hall, but the Bai Ze statue in the temple was headless, and its body was covered with cuts, resembling a slow, agonizing death.

This tastes wrong.

Zhou Yan examined the origin of the knife marks. Three.

The knife scar on her neck belonged to Su Yue, the queen of the Qingqiu royal family.

Su Yue's carving was the most ruthless; every cut was aimed at the major arteries, and the carvings were extremely deep. Zhou Yan could even see the knife marks penetrating more than ten centimeters into the stone statue. Clearly, she had used a technique like sword energy to achieve such a deep penetration.

The scar on her lower abdomen belonged to Su Zhaojun, the third princess of Qingqiu. That woman was alright; the scars weren't deep, and they were crooked and uneven. It seemed she was discouraged while carving, but then felt sorry for herself, so she didn't carve them deeply, and her hand was very hesitant; she couldn't even draw a straight line.

The scratches on the four claws belonged to Feng Baiping, the Holy Maiden of Qingqiu. Feng Baiping's scratches were rather subtle; their width varied, and they were oddly shaped. The Omniscient explanation was that they were made by digging with fingernails and biting with teeth.

Something's amiss. What grudge does Feng Baiping hold against Bai Ze that she could grab the Bai Ze statue's hands and feet, dig with her fingernails, and bite marks with her teeth? (Hedgehog)

Finally, there's the scratch on his buttocks, which, according to Omniscient, was left by Su Yinjun, the Fox King of Qingqiu. 4

The source of the scratches is subtle: a whip. This means that the Fox King once used a whip to lash the statue of Bai Ze.

Zhou Yan stared at Su Yinjun for a long time before finally confirming that the name represented a male fox.

So, Bai Ze, what did you do back then?

It's one thing for a woman to torture you to death, but why would a man seek revenge on you?!

Zhou Yan walked out of the Bai Ze Palace with a puzzled expression. This time, he arrived at the place that Goddess Nuwa had indicated with her arm—the Transmission Hall.

The Hall of Transmitting the Dharma is located directly east of the Nuwa Main Hall.

Zhou Yan went inside.

The young man saw a platform inside the bare hall and a blank bamboo scroll containing a divine script.

The bamboo slips were small items, Zhou Yan thought, looking at the platform supporting them.

A keyword floats beside the platform: Five-Colored Stone.

The base of the bamboo slips is made of five-colored stones.

Chapter Nine Su Xiaoxiao

The hall was bare, with only a stone platform and a blank book on it.

But Zhou Yan had no doubt that this bare-walled Dharma Transmission Hall was the most important place in the entire Qingqiu, apart from the main hall where the statue of Nuwa was enshrined.

The Five-Colored Stone is here, and the wordless Heavenly Book that inherits the immortal arts of Qingqiu is also here. In comparison, the palaces of Qingqiu Royal Palace that Zhou Yan visited before, as well as the palaces in different regions, were somewhat inadequate. Even though they contained various gold and jade ornaments and countless priceless treasures, they all seemed to be just gold and jade on the outside.

Zhou Yan entered the Hall of Transmission and carefully walked to the wordless book. With his omniscience, Zhou Yan could see the Qingqiu inheritance contained in the wordless book. However, these inheritances were personally customized by Nuwa for the fox fairies of Qingqiu. Zhou Yan could also learn them now because of his special characteristics, but it was much more difficult to learn them and the effect was not as good as that of the foxes of Qingqiu.

Therefore, instead of learning these four things, it would be better to learn Taoist spells such as "Purple Heaven Divine Thunder" and "Illusory Mind Sutra," which have no racial requirements.

Su Xiaowan climbed down from Zhou Yan's shoulder, transformed back into human form, and arrived at the wordless book.

Su Xiaowan looked at Zhou Yan, who nodded his chin toward the wordless book.

"Bai Rusu said that touching this thing will allow you to inherit the legacy."

Su Xiaowan swallowed hard, carefully stretched out her hand, and placed her still-haired paw on the wordless book. Instantly, countless pieces of information entered Su Xiaowan's brain.

The blank book that Wenquxing had given to Su Xiaowan was quickly completed.