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

"In youth, one's love for one's children is tender, yet one may wish to express it but remain silent."

My lofty ambitions have been fulfilled, and my fame and achievements are now complete, my hair is white with age.

The crabapple blossoms are withered, the east wind is powerless, and a vast expanse of white clouds hangs in the de

Easy to leave, hard to stay after romance and fleeting beauty...

Zhou Yan reached out and grabbed the phone, placing it in front of him. The caller ID showed Zhang Ye's number.

Zhou Yan rubbed his eyes, got out of bed, and answered the call.

"Honey, are you still sleeping? Sleeping too long isn't good; it can give you a headache and impair your cognitive abilities. But my silly wife is kind of cute too."

Zhang Ye's voice was sweet and cloying, as if it had been sweetened.

Zhou Yan rubbed his forehead.

Honestly, if he didn't need Zhang Ye's help right now, Zhou Yan would have hung up the phone immediately, given how Zhang Ye kept calling him "wife."

Have you said enough?

Zhou Yan interrupted Zhang Ye's rambling.

"Hehehe, that's enough, honey. I've already asked Brother Bo Xun for what you wanted. As soon as he heard you wanted it, he immediately got it for you. I sent it to you by express delivery, and it should arrive today."

"Look how much your husband loves you. How about you say 'kiss me, my dear husband'?"

I'm sorry, Suzaku isn't here, so I can't say.

Zhou Yan said with disdain.

"You've finished your nonsense, right? I'm hanging up now..."

"Wait! Boss Bo Xun asked me to pass on a message to you."

Zhou Yan then refrained from pressing the hang-up button.

"Say!"

"Boss Mara said, 'After you've finished your business, go and visit the Bodhi Temple...'"

Bodhi Temple?

What kind of place is Bodhi Temple?

I'll go to Lingshan later and visit the Bodhisattva of Joy and Bixia Yuanjun along the way. Then I'll ask what Bodhi Temple is.

"I understand. I'll go check it out when I have time."

Bo Xun had no oath to bind him, but as the Demon Lord of the Sixth Heaven, Zhou Yan believed that if he took the Demon Lord's benefits and did nothing, Bo Xun might come down and beat him up himself.

So once Aruna is rescued, we can go to Bodhi Temple after a while.

"Okay, bye-bye, honey, mua..."

Zhou Yan hung up the phone.

Just as he hung up, the closed-circuit phone on Zhou Yan's bedside table rang, and Zhou Yan pressed the speakerphone button.

"Mr. Zhou, we have a package for you here. Would you like us to bring it up, or would you like to pick it up yourself?"

“Bring it up.”

"Yes, Mr. Zhou, please wait a moment."

High-end hotels are great; the service quality is quite good. Zhou Yan has called several times using the closed-circuit phone in the past few days, and the staff basically do whatever Zhou Yan asks for. The staff even subtly hinted to Zhou Yan that they also provide services for the fathers of some second- or third-rate celebrities.

Zhou Yan could only sigh at this.

The doorbell rang half a minute later.

Zhou Yan got out of bed, went to the door of the private room, opened it, and saw a waiter from the Daxing Hotel standing outside.

"Sir, this is your package."

The waiter handed Zhou Yan a cardboard box.

Zhou Yan accepted it.

Thank you.

"You're welcome. By the way, sir, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Would you like me to bring it up for you? Today, a batch of spirit fish arrived at our hotel, and the head chef of state banquets is personally preparing a celestial fish soup, which is a dish that can be served at state banquets."

Zhou Yan nodded.

"Give me four... three portions, please."

The Nine-Colored Deer doesn't particularly like meat, but he, Su Xiaowan, and Mu Chongsan are all carnivores. (↑Four)

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."

The waiter left.

Zhou Yan closed the door and walked into the suite's living room. After sitting down on the sofa, he didn't rush to open the packaging, but instead chose to use Jimu.

In the future simulation of the extreme vision, Zhou Yan reached out and tore open the paper packaging of the express delivery.

There was no bubble wrap or other filler inside the paper packaging; there was only a dark jade seal inside.

印？

Zhou Yan opened the seal's attribute panel.

Name: Divine Firmament Jade Pivot Capital Merit Seal.

Type: Sacrificial vessel.

Origin: It is a sacrificial artifact of the Shenxiao Dao lineage of the Antarctic Longevity Emperor. After thousands of years of worship, it has been imbued with a few traces of the Antarctic Longevity Emperor's aura.

Supernatural powers.

Summoning Thunder: The breath merges with thunder, arriving in an instant.

Breaking Evil: Extremely strong and yang, evil dares not approach.

Divine Firmament Purple Thunder: Carrying this item will make your cultivation of the Divine Firmament Thunder Technique twice as effective.

A ritual implement from the lineage of the Antarctic Longevity Emperor?!

Mara, where did you get such a sacrificial vessel?

Zhou Yan thought for a moment and then used the omniscient search again.

Zhou Yan discovered that the Shenxiao Dao lineage still existed, located in Lieshan City of Dawu Prefecture. However, the Shenxiao Dao lineage had declined, and there were only five Daoists in the entire temple, big and small, who were only able to fight to a draw with a demon-level awakened being in terms of cultivation.

They're the kind of people who can be killed with a single shot.

So, the decline of the Divine Firmament Path was caused by Mara?

Wait a minute, why didn't Mara kill the four victims? Was he afraid the Antarctic Emperor would come after him?

Zhou Yan reached out and touched the magic artifact, and immediately felt the aura of the Heavenly Emperor within the artifact resonate faintly with the thunder essence within his body.

If Zhou Yan possessed the concentrated thunder magic of the Divine Firmament Path, he could guarantee that with just the thunder essence within his body and the cultivation seal of this Divine Firmament Jade Pivot, he could surpass the cultivation power of a normal cultivator who had cultivated for a hundred years in just a few years.

Zhou Yan severed his own eye, tore open the package, and took out the Divine Firmament Jade Pivot Merit Seal.

Almost everything is complete: the token given by Little Yama King from the Great Emperor of Fengdu, the Divine Firmament Jade Pivot Merit Seal obtained from Mara, the Thunder Essence Talent obtained from the Great Emperor of Longevity of the South Pole, and the Earth Essence Talent obtained from the Goddess Houtu.

And the Shengwu sword wrapped around his arm.

These are things that cannot be erased even after returning to the past, and they form the foundation that gives one enough strength to protect oneself.

Zhou Yan turned his head toward his bedroom.

"Clear Colors!"

Half a minute later, a weak and soft voice came out.

"Hmm? Brother?"

The nine-colored deer came out of Zhou Yan's bedroom, and Zhou Yan patted his leg.

"Qingcai, come here."

The nine-colored deer walked to Zhou Yan's side and sat on his lap. Zhou Yan stroked the deer's fur.

"Qingcai, your brother is going to Lingshan again. How about you come with me?"

"Yes, wherever brother goes, Qingcai will go too."

Nine-Colored Deer was very happy to be able to help Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan kissed the Nine-Colored Deer's cheek.

What a good child! No matter what favors Zhou Yan asked Nine-Colored Deer for, Nine-Colored Deer never refused.

With this kind of personality, Zhou Yan estimated that if this kid hadn't been blessed by God, he probably wouldn't have lived to adulthood.

Zhou Yan took out his phone again and dialed Ying Zhao's number.

Before heading to Dahuang Village, make one last potentially life-saving preparation.

10 a.m.

After eating his fill, Zhou Yan carried the Nine-Colored Deer to the back mountain of Dahuang Village.

Perhaps because this village is so close to Mount Ling, the whole village exudes a sense of tranquility and seclusion, as if it were untouched by the world.

The Eastern Xia United Kingdom has experienced two catastrophes that wiped out a third of its population, and more than five billion people have suffered from chaos and disaster. Yet this village remains peaceful to this day.

The villagers work from sunrise to sunset, living in perfect tranquility.

For a moment, Zhou Yan considered giving up his city life and moving here to live quietly.

But this thought only lasted for a moment.

Zhou Yan had long been corrupted by the internet, games, mobile phones, and silly videos in the city, so coming to this ordinary rural area must be just as boring as having beautiful scenery.

　Zhou Yan closed his eyes and entered the Womb Realm.

……

Lingshan, Jile Temple.

Dressed in white, the Bodhisattva of Joy swept the ground with a broom. The Blissful Temple was already clean, and even after the Bodhisattva of Joy swept for a long time, not a single speck of dust appeared on the ground.

Sitting to the side, Bixia Yuanjun, who was drinking wine, asked with a burp.

"Your floor is spotless, why are you sweeping?"

The Bodhisattva of Joy responded quietly.

"The mind is like a clear mirror, which needs to be wiped clean frequently."

Bixia Yuanjun chuckled, turned her head, and continued drinking.

“Bodhisattva of Joy, Zhou Yan requests an audience.”

Sounds came from outside the temple.

The Bodhisattva of Joy put down the broom in his hand, walked to the temple entrance, and opened the door.

Zhou Yan was outside the temple gate with the nine-colored deer.

The Bodhisattva of Joy clasped his hands together in prayer.

“Amitabha, Benefactor Zhou, we meet again.”

Zhou Yan clasped his hands together and bowed in respect.

"Bodhisattva of Joy, I have been rude and am unable to rescue you two for the time being. Therefore..."

Zhou Yan opened his little world and took out alcoholic beverages, chicken, duck, beef, as well as some comics, historical novels, and so on.

The Bodhisattva of Joy glanced at what Zhou Yan had taken out and smiled wryly.

"You're too kind, benefactor."

Bixia Yuanjun, standing behind the Bodhisattva of Joy, shouted.

"Don't mention it. Since they brought it, I'm glad you brought it for me. I haven't had any offerings from the mortals in a long time."

The Bodhisattva of Joy had a somewhat helpless expression.

"My Lady, it's better to be more particular."

Bixia Yuanjun snorted and fell silent.