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

Yang Meixin stood up and could tell from the appearance of the two women that they were definitely not ordinary people.

"Let me take you both to the guest room to rest."

It's best to appease these two women first.

Su Yue narrowed her eyes.

"Not here? Really?"

Feng Baiping, standing beside Su Yue, sneered incessantly. (8)

Both of them knew that Bai Ze should be in Qingqiu Cave Heaven right now, but given Bai Ze's personality, he would run away at the slightest sign of danger. Even as a young Bai Ze, his ability to escape was not to be underestimated. Sigh.

So the two great fox spirits of the Qingqiu clan didn't go to their own home to catch the slippery and elusive Bai Ze, but instead came directly to Zhou Yan's hometown.

"Is there anyone here who is close to Bai Ze... Zhou Yan?"

Su Yue looked down at Yang Meixin with an air of pride that wasn't arrogant—an air Yang Meixin had only ever seen in serious members of parliament who hadn't emerged from the four-school competition.

This woman must have held great power in some area in the past, otherwise she wouldn't have developed such an aura of looking down on others.

"Yes, someone who has a good relationship with Councilor Zhou..."

Yang Meixin took out her phone.

……

One room on the fifth floor.

While lying in bed, Jiu Feng received a call from Yang Meixin and pressed the answer button.

"Miss Chu, two ladies are looking for you."

Miss?

Could he be a teacher from the White Tiger Academy?

Chapter Seventeen: The Shura Field

At the entrance to Qingqiu Cave, beside the cold pool.

Bai Rusu rubbed her head and got up from where she was lying on the ground.

"came back?"

Bai Rusu looked at the blue sky and white clouds above her head in confusion, then looked down at the wild grass and trees around her.

Bai Rusu thought that after saving the real animal rights activists, she would accompany Zhou Yan through several more cycles, discover some secrets, and then use those secrets to deduce the truth of this cycle, and finally break through.

It turned out there were really only three people, and each of them went through it once and came back.

And what's more, the older sister he likes is actually just a stepping stone for a group of young people to prove they can be gangsters?

Bai Rusu thought of the past of a certain Sun Country, where the ancient warrior class seemed to be willing to slaughter their own people for the purpose of testing their swords.

Those young people, despite living in modern society, developed a feudalistic mindset.

"Idiot..."

Bai Rusu laughed sarcastically.

However, she soon felt sad. Although Bai Rusu had never regarded those underprivileged people who received "happy education" as her own, the thought that those children could be so foolish as to kidnap and kill in order to prove their bravery made her feel sad.

How could Zhongren be so stupid?

Can't you use your brains even a little bit?

Footsteps came from afar. Bai Rusu didn't even need to look to sense that Zhou Yan was carrying Su Xiaowan and walking over from half a kilometer away.

Bai Rusu quickly got up, brushed off the grass seeds and dust from her body, then found a rock to sit on, lit a cigarette, and was puffing out smoke just as Zhou Yan arrived.

"Qingqiu City... is it ready?"

"2. Bai Rusu, who smokes, asked."

Zhou Yan stroked Su Xiaowan's fox fur and echoed.

"That's about enough. Teacher Bai, if you have other ideas, you can go to Qingqiu City and take a look yourself."

Bai Rusu's expression changed several times, but the anger in her heart eventually subsided.

4. Bai Rusu is no longer young; she is almost fifty years old. At this age, she has lost the drive to make progress. Moreover, Qingqiu City is so strange that Bai Rusu dares not and cannot go there.

"Forget it."

"Black and white as silk," she said disdainfully.

6. "I don't want to go through another inexplicable cycle of reincarnation with you."

After a pause, Bai Rusu asked blankly.

"You stinky monkey, what do you think would happen if we went back in time, changed the predetermined course of some dead people, and rescued them?"

"We can't..."

Bai Rusu took a drag of her cigarette and then exhaled.

"Have these people come back to life?"

In the altered past, Bai Rusu saves her neighbor, Zhou Yan kills Shen Qing who drove Su Xiaoxiao to her death, and Su Xiaowan rescues her former zookeeper from poachers.

Three people who had been killed in the past were rescued.

If these things were true, Bai Rusu would be somewhat afraid.

Changing the future is nothing special, because the future is uncertain and can develop in any way. As mentioned earlier, in probability theory, anything that is not zero is bound to happen.

The past is predetermined. What will happen to Bai Rusu if the timeline changes, such as if her mother dies?

Doesn't that negate my own existence from the past?

Zhou Yan remained silent for a moment, then muttered to himself.

"Perhaps these people's past doesn't exist."

Therefore, by modifying their past actions, they are creating a foundation for these people to stand on in the past.

Previously in the world of "A Chinese Ghost Story," after Zhou Yan rescued Nie Xiaoqian—no, the Bodhisattva of Joy—he went to Guo Bei County, near the Jile Temple, where he ate breakfast and observed the surrounding people. 8

It turned out that these people had no idea who the Bodhisattva of Joy and the Jade Maiden of the Azure Clouds were.

Perhaps communication was difficult for people in ancient times, or perhaps these people were illiterate, but Zhou Yan used his omniscience to search for everyone in the vicinity and spread the word to find information about the Bodhisattva of Joy and the Jade Maiden of the Azure Clouds.

The result was still no; it seemed that the Bodhisattva of Joy and the Goddess of the Azure Clouds simply did not exist in this world.

Therefore, Zhou Yan had no choice but to destroy Pudu Cihang and grant Bixia Yuanjun and Huanxi Bodhisattva divine titles bestowed by the emperor, allowing them to enjoy incense offerings.

Thus, the world came to have Bixia Yuanjun and Huanxi Bodhisattva. (Part Three)

Zhou Yan created the past for Bixia Yuanjun and Huanxi Bodhisattva, and the feedback to the present is that Bixia Yuanjun and Huanxi Bodhisattva have been resurrected, and the future has begun to flow within the Jile Temple.

Bai Rusu looked at Zhou Yan in confusion. Having never experienced "A Chinese Ghost Story," she couldn't understand what Zhou Yan meant.

"What are you pretending to be, kid? Just say what you have to say..."

Just as Bai Rusu opened her mouth, Zhou Yan suddenly coughed several times, and blood gushed from his nose, ears, eyes, and mouth simultaneously.

Zhou Yan coughed violently, and large amounts of internal organs seemed to shove out of his throat as if they were free.

"Brother!"

Su Xiaowan shouted and spat out auspicious energy towards Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan covered Su Xiaowan's mouth, coughing and vomiting internal organs while firmly shaking his head.

Zhou Yan vomited a small mountain of internal organs in front of him before his coughing subsided.

My earlier guess was correct.

It seemed that he had come into contact with a deeper secret of the sacred mountain, and the poison brought by this secret had become much more severe.

Zhou Yan's vision was blurry, but he was still alive.

Because he had received the enhancement from the Five-Colored Stone, his awakening level had increased significantly. Therefore, Zhou Yan did not stop him from continuing to think based on what he had seen and heard in Qingqiu, which led to his current conclusion.

I am becoming stronger and am constantly delving deeper into the secret core of Mount Ling.

It shouldn't be long before I find out what happened at Mount Ling back then, and then I'll be even more confident in rescuing Bixia Yuanjun.

Zhou Yan was determined not to offend Houtu, so Bixia Yuanjun had to rescue her.

Zhou Yan lay down on the ground.

Although the information about Mount Ling did not kill him, the poison it contained still tore Zhou Yan's body to pieces. Zhou Yan needed to rest to recover from the damage he had suffered.

Zhou Yan spoke to Bai Rusu in a trembling voice.

"Take me... back to sea... I need to rest."

Zhou Yan closed his eyes and collapsed to the ground.

……

Zhou Yan saw a mountain peak and saw himself sitting on a rock. Beside him was a white snake affectionately rubbing against his feet.

Zhou Yan lowered his head, reached out, and gently stroked the white snake, speaking softly.

"You little rascal, so gentle and adorable, it's pitiful that a prince would roast you alive and drink the resulting wine."

Zhou Yan caught the white snake and placed it on his lap.

"From now on, you can be my little sister. As long as I have something to eat, I won't let you go hungry."

The little snake of the white snake hissed and flicked its pink tongue. Its red eyes shone with gentleness and spirituality, and its purity was no less than that of the nine-colored deer.

In the days that followed, Zhou Yan chopped firewood and searched everywhere for ginseng and precious Chinese medicine. He ate his fill one day and went hungry the next, but he never let the white snake he raised go hungry.

Time passed from youth to old age. Zhou Yan went from a young boy to an old man lying in bed. In his final moments, Zhou Yan saw a cute, innocent child dressed in white come to his side, take his hand, and say something.

"My love, I only regret that my cultivation has been so slow, and I have only now reached the stage of human form..."

"In my next life, I will surely seek your reincarnation, and we will be together in love for a lifetime, never to be apart!"

……

Zhou Yan suddenly opened his eyes.

"Oh, you're awake?"

Bai Rusu's voice came from the side. Zhou Yan turned his head with a headache and met Bai Rusu's smiling eyes.

He was currently in a single cabin on a yacht, and Zhou Yan could clearly feel his room shaking.

Bai Rusu did indeed lead him out of Qingqiu Cave.

Bai Rusu jokingly said, "Ba÷Airflow※□°○=Death肆」≡JiaOLIuQU:."

"While you were sleeping, you kept saying 'Little White, don't go.' What, is this Little White me?"

Zhou Yan chuckled.

You wish!

"This is Xiaobai."

Zhou Yan picked up Su Xiaowan, who was lying next to his pillow, and rubbed the little fox's head as he spoke.

"You're nobody."

Bai Rusu was not annoyed, and asked the question.

"How are you feeling? Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

Zhou Yan shook his head.

"much better."

Zhou Yan lay back down on the bed, but as he lay there, his mind was filled with the white snake from his dream.

If nothing unexpected happens, that white snake is probably Aruna.

The dream of the White Snake that I am currently experiencing may be Nuwa's way of reminding me what I will encounter when I go to the Qingjing Temple on Mount Ling to save Aruna.

It's not something that's hard to understand. The dream I just had was clearly a scene from "The Legend of the White Snake." My identity in "The Legend of the White Snake" was either Xu Xian or Xu Xian's previous incarnation.

As for saving Arona, Zhou Yan thought that Arona was a white-haired dragon, and Bai Suzhen was a white snake. Snakes can shed their scales, grow claws, and transform into dragons.

So, is the way he's supposed to save Arona by telling Bai Suzhen to stop dreaming about dating that old scumbag Xu Xian and just go and ascend to become a dragon?