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

The city wall at the city gate shook, and the huge bluestone bricks that make up the wall began to shed dust and debris as they shook. The most conspicuous thing was the city gate, which was more than ten meters high and five meters wide. This gate looked as if it had been stretched horizontally in CAD and moved little by little to the left.

It moved about 20 centimeters before stopping.

The girl nodded in satisfaction.

"Comfortable."

The girl looked back at the bluestone walkway behind the city gate. The walkway was straight and divided the city in two, with thick fog and houses on the left and right sides respectively.

The girl squinted at the corridor for a while, then spoke again.

"Straighten it for me!"

The bluestone walkway shook, and during this shaking, all the sections that weren't straight enough were corrected. In this way, a perfectly straight road was built that even a modern construction company with the most professional equipment and the best employees couldn't create.

The girl walked down the road with satisfaction.

After taking a few steps, the girl looked at the completely different black mist on both sides of her and said unhappily.

"Give me symmetry!"

The black mist, which was the embodiment of the chaotic Yin and Yang, suddenly stopped, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

The pause button was quickly pressed again, switching back to play mode. However, after playing, the entire scene seemed to have been slightly adjusted. Centered on the girl, the black mist on both sides maintained the same color, shape, and dynamic angle as it flowed.

Centrally symmetrical.

The girl continued walking forward with satisfaction, but after a few steps, she felt uncomfortable again.

Needless to say, the houses on both sides of the girl collapsed simultaneously. After the collapse, it was as if invisible hands were stacking blocks, and one identical house after another was built from the girl's left and right sides.

Amidst destruction and reconstruction, the girl walked from the city gate to the city center, to the Zhulong Temple, which enshrines Zhu Jiuyin.

The young girl stared at the temple gate for a few moments, noticing that it was decorated with perfectly symmetrical reliefs, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Not bad, Zhulong, your taste is pretty good."

"that is……"

The girl stared at the steps leading to the temple entrance; there were fifteen steps.

The number of ridges isn't even!

What if you step on it yourself, but you can't step on it completely with both feet?

The girl snapped her fingers, and the number of steps immediately increased from fifteen to sixteen.

Only after this did the girl walk up the steps, satisfied.

Upon reaching the top of the steps, the girl pressed her hands against the temple gate.

Black mist seeped out from the cracks in the temple gate, hitting the girl's face. She paid no attention and continued to push the temple gate open little by little, forcefully and firmly.

As the black mist dissipated, a faint red light emerged from the temple, illuminating the girl's face and leaving a trail of light on her cheek.

The girl paused. The child shifted his body, placing the light mark on his brow, bridge of his nose, center of his lips, and center of his chin before continuing to push the door open.

……

Dazhou, Dazhou City.

The sky was clear and cloudless.

Yingzhao, who got up early, went to the bedroom to wake up Taotie, who was still sleeping. After bringing the child downstairs, Qiongqi, who had worked overtime all night, opened the door and came in.

The man touched his belly and said.

"Boss Qiao, is there any food? I'm starving."

Yingzhao walked to the kitchen with a smile.

"I'll make you some beef noodles, then you can have a good night's sleep."

Qiongqi rubbed his belly and walked to the restaurant. At the restaurant table, Taotie, holding a math book, bit his finger and mumbled something.

"One times one equals one, one times two equals two, two times two equals four..."

Qiongqi glanced at Taotie's math book and said disdainfully.

“You’re just reciting it forwards. When I was in class, the teacher required us to be able to recite it backwards.”

The so-called reciting backwards means starting from 9 x 9 = 81, then 800 x 972, and continuing all the way down to 1 x 1 = 1.

Thanks to this multiplication table that he can recite backwards, Qiongqi no longer needs a mobile phone or calculator to do addition and subtraction of three-digit numbers.

Yingzhao came out wearing a pink apron.

"What's the point of comparing yourself to a child? If you're so capable, go study advanced mathematics."

Qiongqi immediately shook his head.

"That's not something humans should learn. Advanced mathematics is full of chaos and evil; any normal human being would be driven mad just by looking at it."

Yingzhao placed a plate of fried eggs and cream toast in front of Taotie.

"You're the only one who can make being bad at math sound so elegant and sophisticated."

Yingzhao went back to her kitchen, and soon she brought out some beef noodles and placed them in front of Qiongqi.

Qiongqi finished his noodles with his head down, burped, rubbed his stomach, and went upstairs to sleep.

Yingzhao then took Taotie, who had finished breakfast, and rode his bicycle outside the house to take Taotie to the nearby community school.

There were many acquaintances on the road, and while riding, several acquaintances couldn't help but wave at Yingzhao.

"Mr. Qiao, are you taking your daughter to school?"

"Hmm, hmm, it's a pity this child isn't very bright..."

"Mr. Qiao, do you have any nice plants in your flower shop lately?"

"Come over at 10 a.m. and I'll give you a pot of violets that will bring you good luck."

"Mr. Qiao, how about coming to my house for dinner tonight?"

"Never mind, I need to cook for my eldest daughter."

Yingzhao rode her bike to the entrance of the community school and delivered Taotie into the school.

A teacher on duty at the door came up and said to Yingzhao with a smile.

“Mr. Qiao, your flowers seem to have magic power. Ever since I bought flowers from you, I’ve gotten engaged to my boyfriend.”

Yingzhao looked smug.

"Then I hope you will come and support my business in the future, Teacher Wang."

"Yes, definitely. Also, my boyfriend and I are getting married in the second half of the year. Mr. Qiao, do you have time?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I will definitely come to your and your husband's wedding."

After exchanging a few more words, Yingzhao rode away on her bicycle.

After arriving in this small town, Yingzhao couldn't leave her own place idle, so she went back to her old profession and opened a flower shop selling plants. Qiongqi, being a grown man, was too embarrassed to live off a woman every day, so he went out and found a job as a courier.

Taotie was still a child when she was sent to school to learn to read and write. As for Taowu, the woman went to work for a nearby taxi company and became one of the eight excellent taxi drivers.

As for chaos.

Yingzhao rode her bike to a shop called Dawu Coffee Shop.

The shop was open at that moment, and a white-haired loli—no, a mature woman—came out and opened some curtains and partitions at the entrance.

Yingzhao parked the car next to her daughter and smiled.

"Do you need Dad's help?"

Chaos glanced at Yingzhao out of the corner of his eye, shook his head, and remained silent.

Yingzhao knew perfectly well that her daughter was old and had no one to talk to.

"Would you like Dad's excellent coffee-making skills to give your guests a perfect experience?"

It's not that Yingzhao is exaggerating, but his coffee-making skills are absolutely masterful. If you add some magical plants, he can create the most delicious coffee in the world.

Chaos still shook its head.

It was time to get up, and a group of young people went to the coffee shop run by Chaos.

Although Chaos is called a coffee shop, it is actually more like a fast food restaurant for ordinary people. The most expensive coffee is eight yuan a cup, and the cheapest is two yuan. Various desserts are no more than ten yuan. Basically, you can eat your fill for twenty yuan. With such excellent value for money, Chaos has become the most popular restaurant in the neighborhood.

"Boss, a Black Forest coffee, and a coffee with milk, please."

"I'd like a sticky rice cake, a glass of milk, and some sugar cubes; I'll add the sugar myself."

"I want Snow Mochi..." Nine

"Are there any glutinous rice cakes left?"

Chaos entered the kitchen and soon returned with desserts and drinks.

More people entered the chaotic coffee shop to order food and drinks.

Yingzhao stood outside her daughter's shop for a while, feeling quite content. Shan

Simplicity is the essence of life, how wonderful.

I regret that I once dreamed of possessing power surpassing Little Yama, Chi You, and Lu Wu, but it's not uncommon for gods to fall in this world; every era has its protagonists.

Therefore, why should I care about power? As long as I have freedom, as long as I can live a peaceful life, that's enough.

Yingzhao rode her bike away from the coffee shop and returned to her flower shop.

The flower shop door was still closed. Yingzhao unlocked it with her key, humming a song as she pulled the roller shutter shut, revealing large swathes of potted plants inside. A refreshing fragrance, distinctly different from artificial chemical perfumes, wafted out.

There's no better advertisement than fragrance. Yingzhao simply opens the store and lets the scent of flowers waft through the air. Before long, customers drawn by the fragrance will come in to ask how much the flowers cost.

At this point, Yingzhao will introduce some of the flowers that sell best, such as violets that bring good luck in love, sapphires that help people fall asleep peacefully, and night-blooming jasmine that fills a room with fragrance.

There are also red roses that can be given to your girlfriend.

Based on numerous feedback reports, the neighbors were very satisfied with the plants they sold, so much so that some business-minded children from the neighborhood came over wanting to grow and sell their own flower seeds.

He has given them all the resources, but whether these people can successfully cultivate them is none of his concern.

"Hmph hmph hmph..."

Humming a song, Yingzhao walked to her potted plants that had bloomed yesterday and moved them one by one to the doorway.

During the second wave, Yingzhao, who was about to move a few potted plants, was taken aback.

The centenarian gardener of the Heavenly Emperor's Garden suddenly noticed a small vine in the corner, supported by a wooden stick, which was now blooming with tender yellow flowers.

The flowers don't bloom randomly; they're aligned horizontally, and each flower has a symmetrical arrangement of petals at all angles.

If someone were to take a picture of this little flower at this moment, put it in a photo editing app, and then fold it, they would find that the plant does not overflow after being folded in half.

Yingzhao stared at the plant as if she had seen a ghost.

"It smells so good..."

A regular customer walked into Yingzhao's flower shop, rubbing his hands together.

"Boss, the little yellow flower you recommended to me the day before yesterday was great. My father-in-law really liked it. Do you have any other scented flowers? I'd like the kind that fills a room with fragrance, but not too strong or overpowering, otherwise it will give my father-in-law a headache."

A regular customer bought a potted plant from Yingzhao a few days ago. After delivering it to his girlfriend's house, he received unanimous praise from her family the next day.

The flowers we bought were placed in the living room. Their elegant and lasting fragrance is so comforting and reassuring that my father-in-law even moved to the living room to sleep. Apparently, he sleeps very soundly and comfortably while smelling the fragrance.

Therefore, his girlfriend hinted to this regular customer several times that she wanted him to send some more flowers.

Who knows, if the gift pleases your own parents, they might happily agree to the marriage.

Yingzhao stood still.

Regular customers take a look at the potted plants around them.

"Boss, pick out some good stuff for me. I'm giving it to my father-in-law, so it can't be cheap. It would be best if it had some nice packaging or something, so it would look good when I bring it over."

Nowadays, it's common practice for packaging to outweigh the actual value of products. As a result, every shop has its own unique packaging. Yingzhao Flower Shop's gift sets are very beautiful and are the kind that would make a gift seem high-end.

Yingzhao didn't reply, and only then did the regular customer turn to look at Yingzhao. (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and unrelated to the previous sentences.)

"Boss, boss, what's wrong?"

Yingzhao slowly turned her head.

"I'm sorry, I have some things to take care of today, so I'm not selling today."