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

The premise is that Zhu Jiuyin is still alive.

Only a living Zhu Jiuyin can covet a divine position; no matter how much a dead person desires, can he rise from the dead?

Chapter Fifteen Old Scavenger ∧∷Suo÷∨：￡∠－⊙$Grandma Sword

Why are you asking these questions?

Bixia Yuanjun sensed something amiss in Zhou Yan's words, and the goddess rose from her chair.

"Bai Ze, what news did you hear from that white-haired dragon?"

Zhou Yan then shared his guess.

"...That's the situation. I suspect that Zhu Jiuyin wants to usurp power. He wants to change from the god of Zhangwei Mountain to the god of Mount Tai."

Zhou Yan noticed the subtle change in Bixia Yuanjun's expression.

"If we calculate it this way, Yuanjun, Zhubo's desire to marry you might be hiding something."

As the daughter of the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak, Bixia Yuanjun possesses the essence of the Five Sacred Mountains within her. If Zhu Bo were to marry Bixia Yuanjun, Mount Tai of the Eastern Peak would likely fall into the hands of Zhu Jiuyin even more easily.

Bixia Yuanjun shook her head.

"That's impossible. It would be one thing if Zhu Jiuyin himself concealed it, but who is Zhu Bo to be able to hide it from the discerning eyes of the Goddess Houtu?"

Zhou Yan shrugged.

"Perhaps even Zhubo himself didn't realize that marrying you could fulfill his father's plan to become the god of Mount Tai."

A professional swindler must not only be good at deceiving his enemies, but also at deceiving his own people.

Bixia Yuanjun fell silent.

Zhou Yan waited silently.

Zhou Yan was unfamiliar with Mount Tai, and without the help of Bixia Yuanjun, he feared he wouldn't know how to discover the problem there.

"What you said also has its reasons."

Bixia Yuanjun reached into her robes, and after a short while, she took out a dark blue token with the character "Tai" written on it.

Bixia Yuanjun tossed the token to Zhou Yan, who caught it.

"This is the Mount Tai Token, which can open the Mount Tai Secret Realm. Bai Ze, if you think there's something wrong with Mount Tai, you can go and take a look."

Bixia Yuanjun said.

Zhou Yan placed the Mount Tai token in front of him and gently stroked it with his fingers.

The area touched by my fingertips was warm and smooth, like a piece of warm jade.

"It's troublesome."

Zhou Yan clasped his hands in a fist salute to Bixia Yuanjun and then left.

As Zhou Yan turned to leave, a sense of doubt crept into his mind.

To be honest, Zhou Yan was a little unclear about the conflict of interest between Zhujiuyin and himself.

The Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak is already dead. Even if Zhu Jiuyin wanted to usurp the throne and become the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak in the future, it wouldn't concern him, right?

But Lu Wu also warned to be careful of Zhu Jiuyin...

Could it be that Zhu Jiuyin had a blood feud with him in the past, and once he successfully usurped the throne and became the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak, he would immediately take up his sword and kill this white-haired beast?

Surely not?

Zhou Yan recalled his previous meeting with Zhu Bo, where Zhu Bo's drawing of Zhu Jiuyin was telling him to "be careful of Lu Wu."

Without a doubt, when Zhu Jiuyin shouted "Beware of Lu Wu," he probably meant that he wanted to deal with Lu Wu himself.

Lu Wu's words, "Be careful of Zhu Jiuyin," meant that he had to deal with Zhu Jiuyin himself.

Both of them are suspected of using themselves as pawns.

Ultimately, his awakening level was too low. If it were higher, he would have seen through their little schemes immediately, so why bother agonizing over it?

Zhou Yan left Lingshan.

……

The back mountain of Dahuang Village.

Zhou Yan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes. He had been sitting for half a day, so he got up, rubbed his stiff joints, and moved his body around.

"Pluck a branch from the cold mountain, its green hue still lingering."

There was a pile of white snow on top.

The number of slender, dense green needles is countless.

The sea of ​​clouds stretches for thousands of miles...

Faint music could be heard coming from the direction of Dahuang Village.

Dahuang Village is not located in a rural area of ​​the city, so the environment is very quiet. Even from several kilometers away, if you are in a downwind position, you can hear some indistinct conversations.

Moreover, Zhou Yan's perception is infinite; even without deliberately using omniscience, he could still hear the dense sound of wheels following the music.

A car has arrived at Dahuang Village.

Why would anyone drive to Dahuang Village, a small border village almost entirely outside the mainstream world?

Could it be that the country men from Dahuang Village have made their fortunes in a nearby city and are now coming back to visit their relatives?

In the current era of the Eastern Xia United States, even children receiving a proper education in the cities have no way to pursue advanced studies that could change their social class. In border villages like Dahuang Village, those who leave are either low-level laborers or forced into drug trafficking, assassination, or working as henchmen for the wealthy and powerful.

Zhou Yan flew into the air and glanced in the direction of Dahuang Village.

Dahuang Village is still the same Dahuang Village, dilapidated and primitive, with only a few dozen elderly people coming and going in the village. But today there is a slight difference. At the entrance of this dilapidated village, there are several clean and beautiful luxury cars parked.

Several snotty-nosed children gathered around the edge of the village entrance, curiously examining the vehicles.

Zhou Yan glanced at the children and realized that they had actually seen quite a few luxury cars.

When celebrities and high-ranking officials need to put on a show to boost their election campaigns, they will make a special trip to these remote rural areas to do charity work and make promises.

Therefore, these rural children know very well that as long as these luxury cars come, regardless of how many there are, they can at least eat meat and candy for a few days and live a comfortable life.

As for the rest, it's all just for show. You can't expect the local government to actually spend a lot of money to build a road and several schools in the village, can you?

One by one, the doors of the luxury cars parked at the entrance of the village opened, and several men in black, wearing sunglasses and suits and looking quite sophisticated, stepped out of the cars.

One of the men, a bald, scarred man with an aura that set him apart from the other men in black, stepped out of the car and walked to a luxury car with bulletproof glass. He opened the passenger door, bowed, and gestured for the other man to enter.

A stunning young woman in a red dress with long hair past her shoulders stepped out of the car.

Zhou Yan tilted his head.

Did I guess wrong?

It's not that the villagers went out to become mafia members, drug dealers, or gangsters, made money, and returned home in glory. Rather, it's that the village girls went out and hooked up with a rich guy, and now they're using that guy's money to show off.

Honestly, it's not unusual for a city girl to be noticed by a wealthy man. But for a girl from the countryside or a border region to be noticed is truly an exceptional case.

The reason is simple: these rural girls are exposed to the wind and sun every day, have poor hygiene conditions, and don't wear makeup or know how to match clothes, so their appearance can be reduced from a perfect score to a minimum.

In this situation, how beautiful and exceptionally gifted would you have to be to catch the eye of a wealthy and powerful official and then rely on them to escape your social class?

The beautiful young woman who got out of the car seemed to sense Zhou Yan's gaze. She turned her head sharply, and her eyes, which were wearing sunglasses, met Zhou Yan's gaze from the sky above the back mountain.

Zhou Yan saw the young woman's lips curl up, and she even pulled down her sunglasses a little.

A pair of upturned, almond-shaped eyes looked at Zhou Yan with an ambiguous gaze.

Zhou Yan involuntarily swallowed.

That's so slutty.

With just those eyes, even a man who isn't particularly resistant would probably lose his composure. So this woman relied on those captivating eyes to snag a rich husband and achieve a leap in social class.

Zhou Yan curiously opened the young woman's profile page.

Zhou Yan can now see a person's ancestors for three generations. It can't be said that he is lewd or anything. Zhou Yan just wants to know how good this woman is at achieving perfect harmony in life, besides her alluring eyes.

Did she learn any special knowledge when she and her husband were trying to conceive?

Name: Zhu Jiuyin.

Zhou Yan: “(?°?°?)”

The young woman opposite walked to the front of the luxury car with a smile, leaned against the hood, and turned her head slightly, looking at Zhou Yan, who was staring in disbelief at the back of the mountain.

After a long while, a white light flew out from the back mountain and stopped three meters in front of the young woman.

The young woman completely removed the sunglasses from her nose, exposing her alluring peach blossom eyes to the air without reservation, adding a touch of ambiguity to the surrounding atmosphere.

Zhou Yan looked intently at the young woman in front of him, and then said in a trembling voice.

"You, how could you..."

The young woman said matter-of-factly.

"You don't think this is my first time being a woman, do you?"

Zhou Yan: "Σ(°△°|||)"

Zhou Yan remembered that Dongdou Xingjun had said that Guanyin and Ksitigarbha had both reincarnated many times to cultivate Buddhism. Moreover, they had been men and women in their reincarnations. Furthermore, according to Guanyin Bodhisattva's cultivation methods, she had probably done things that Zhou Yan would never have dared to even think about or do.

Zhu Jiuyin is definitely older than Ksitigarbha and Guanyin. In fact, the combined ages of Guanyin and Ksitigarbha might not even equal a fraction of Zhu Jiuyin's age.

If Zhu Jiuyin also underwent multiple tribulations in order to temper his character, being a woman would probably be commonplace for him.

"The young woman's skin is like that of Zhu Jiuyin," Zhu Jiuyin sighed.

"Bai Ze, I never expected that we would meet here in this way."

Zhou Yan inquired.

"Lu Wu said, be careful of you."

Si Zhu Jiu Yin shrugged and said.

"I do have a grudge against you, but not to the point where you need to be wary of me."

Zhou Yan chuckled.

"You want me to be careful of Lu Wu? What, don't tell me you don't have bad intentions towards me."

Zhou Yan compared his own strength with that of Zhu Jiuyin and found that the probability of him defeating Zhu Jiuyin was 0%, there was not even the slightest hope, it was 0%.

However, the probability of successfully escaping is 60%, and this is without adding the "All is permitted" or "One thought may or may not" buffs, or without activating the Mythic form.

Zhu Jiuyin snapped his fingers.

Behind Zhu Jiuyin, a man in black with a buzz cut walked to the carriage where Zhu Jiuyin had been sitting and took out a sword box from it.

The man in black walked up to Zhu Jiuyin with the sword box in his hand.

Zhu Jiuyin said calmly.

"Open."

Another bodyguard in black came up and, with the first man with the buzz cut holding the sword case, unlocked the small lock on the sword case and opened it.

Inside the sword box lay a sword, one that Zhou Yan recognized—the very same sword that had been stuck in Zhu Bo's head—the Wife Sword.

Zhu Jiuyin grasped his wife's sword, swung it, and sword energy spread outwards, ruffling Zhou Yan's temples.

Zhu Jiuyin reminded him with a smile.

Do you know who gave me this sword?

Zhou Yan's pupils contracted.

Zhu Jiuyin narrowed his eyes.

"It's Bai Ze, it's you..."

And what do you think you're planning to do by giving me this sword?

This chapter was not approved.

Did the temple itself give the wife's sword to Zhu Jiuyin?

What does Lin mean?

Zhou Yan's mind went through many possibilities related to the word "wife," but he forcibly filtered them out, placing a few less unacceptable possibilities in a position where he could consider them.