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

Jiufeng was very satisfied. (Tumor)

"Alright, go ahead. I'll give you ten days to investigate, is that enough?"

Little Yama lowered his head.

"That's enough, but could my family please hire an assistant?"

"Nine Phoenix asked curiously."

"Who needs me to go to the human world and bring you back?"

With the power of a true god, Jiufeng could kidnap any "person" on Earth, even the president of the Eastern Xia United States.

Little Yama looked up and met Jiu Feng's gaze.

"Zhou Yan!"

Jiufeng's expression darkened.

Little Yama changed his mind.

"Your Highness, do you know who Zhou Yan is? Why do I insist on Zhou Yan's assistance?"

Jiufeng's expression shifted slightly.

Who is Zhou Yan?

Indeed, when she met Zhou Yan, she felt a fondness that made her want to be with him forever, a fondness that no normal person could possibly have.

Oh no, even normal awakened beings wouldn't have that.

"Zhou Yan is Bai Ze..."

Little Yama's words made Leng Qing and Mu Yuan behind him shudder.

Bai Ze?

Leng Qing murmured.

"No wonder that child was able to find the villagers of Fengyang Village so easily..."

Mu Yuan said in disbelief.

"Is that so?"

Mu Yuan went to find the villagers of Fengyang Village after being directed by Zhou Yan. He did find them, but Mu Yuan was very curious about how Zhou Yan found the people of Fengyang Village in such a short time.

However, since Zhou Yan said that this was his way of making a living and he couldn't talk about it, Mu Yuan could only suppress his curiosity and not ask Zhou Yan these questions.

Now that Little Yama has revealed the truth, all the questions are easily answered.

Bai Ze...

Among the ancient mythical beasts, the "auspicious beast" is famous for its knowledge of the Eight Trigrams and the world.

……

Inside a bedroom.

Zhou Yan, who was lying in bed, felt an itch in his nose and sneezed.

One is followed by a second, and after the second comes a third.

After sneezing several times, Zhou Yan couldn't help but touch his nose.

"Is someone talking about me?"

Chapter 42 Target

Outside the capital of Chu, on a mountain peak, inside the mountain.

Wearing a royal robe and a flat-topped crown, Chu ruler Yang Nanling walked through a passage leading underground.

The floor of the passage was carefully polished, and the walls on both sides were smooth and clean. Every three meters, a torch was lit, illuminating the surrounding area clearly.

Yang Nanling walked down to the bottom of the road, where there was a small platform with three ancient wooden doors. On each door was carved a yaksha holding a weapon. The yaksha had a ferocious face, and the tip of the trident in its hand gleamed coldly, as if it could jump out of the door and throw its weapon at any moment.

Yang Nanling counted on his fingers and finally chose the left-hand door with a relief of a demon carved on it and pushed it open.

Behind the door is a new platform, with three doors along its edge that are exactly the same as before, except for the different reliefs.

This is the protective barrier of the mountain. A special calculation method is needed to find the correct path among the many gates. Otherwise, if you open the wrong gate three times, you will be trapped in these gates and platforms forever until you starve to death.

Yang Nanling never had such concerns, because he had come to this mountain and opened these doors more than ten thousand times. Calculating which door was the correct one was as easy as breathing.

For this reason, only ten doors were opened. When Yang Lingnan opened the eleventh door, the platform behind the door was no longer the platform with the door, but a small, seemingly naturally formed cave. At the innermost part of the cave was a jade bed carved from cold jade, and sitting on the jade bed was a skeleton wearing a black robe.

Before the skeleton was another incense table, on which were incense burners, tall incense sticks, some offerings, and a folded memorial to the emperor.

Behind the incense table sat an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a simple Taoist robe. His face was as dry as withered wood, and his cloudy eyes were devoid of any spirit, as if he could die at any moment.

Yang Lingnan walked to the old man's side. The old man's dry, cracked lips parted, and his hoarse voice filled the small cave.

"You came all this way to see me because the Great God is about to carry Chu back to the mortal realm?"

Yang Lingnan sighed.

"No, the Great God still has concerns about this matter. He wants to talk to me, Grand Preceptor. I am afraid that the great undertaking will be in vain. I would like to ask you to join me and the Great God in discussing the matter of the Chu capital returning to the mortal world."

The old Taoist priest's voice trembled slightly.

"Your Majesty, must we continue down this wrong path?"

Yang Lingnan said with a serious expression.

"Even at this point, does the Imperial Advisor still believe we have no other choice?"

The old Taoist priest remained silent, but got up and walked out of the small cave with Yang Lingnan.

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Outside the cave.

Xiao Yanjun, Zhou Yan, Leng Qing, and Mu Yuan lay on a hilltop, their gaze fixed on a point five kilometers away.

There was a hilltop there that was heavily guarded by the soldiers of the Chu capital.

Little Yama grabbed Zhou Yan's shoulder.

"What did you see?"

Zhou Yan narrowed his eyes.

"It seems there's nothing to see, but this mountain is filled with yin energy, making it an ideal place for ghost cultivators to practice."

Little Yama said with disdain.

"It's no use."

Zhou Yan chuckled.

"If you're so tough, don't rely on me later."

Leng Qing, who was standing to the side, spoke up.

"Quiet, someone's coming out."

On the mountainside opposite, an old Taoist priest and a man in a royal robe emerged. A soldier guarding the mountainside immediately led a carriage over.

Zhou Yan looked at the carriage and asked in confusion.

"This carriage looks a bit like the Imperial Carriage of Siyou."

Little Yama also squinted and watched for a while.

"Ah, it is indeed in the style of the Siyou Imperial Carriage, but this carriage..."

Little Yama stroked his chin.

"It's only similar, but completely different inside."

The old Taoist priest and the emperor in their imperial robes opposite them had already boarded their carriages, and the driver was leading the carriages down the mountain.

Little Yama affirmed.

"It's fake, it must be fake. The Siyou Imperial Carriage can fly, why would it need such a stupid way to escape?"

After a few seconds of pause, Little Yama asked in surprise.

"This Chu king is something else! The Siyou Imperial Carriage is the standard equipment of the Five Ghost Emperors, and he actually dares to imitate it and even ride in it."

In ancient times, clothing, festivals, and carriages were all governed by different social classes. Yang Lingnan's daring to ride in his superior Youxun's carriage was considered an act of usurpation in ancient times.

Mu Yuan, standing to the side, chimed in.

"This guy is an emperor himself, and he wants to be a ghost emperor even after he goes to the underworld."

Little Yama shook his head with a smile.

It's not that I look down on people, but Little Yama just felt that this Yang Lingnan hadn't done anything significant, nor had he gone through the process of promotion in the underworld, yet he dared to let his food, clothing, housing, and transportation be in the style of the Five Ghost Emperors.

Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?

The carriage carrying Yang Lingnan and the old Taoist priest gradually disappeared from the sight of Zhou Yan, Little Yama, Leng Qing, and Mu Yuan.

Little Yama tugged at Zhou Yan's clothes again.

"Can I go over there?"

Zhou Yan stared at the hilltop for a few moments, then nodded.

"No big deal, watch me."

Zhou Yan took out the green lamp from his bosom.

As a vessel for the Buddha's teachings, this thing can also break through the barriers of space and time, providing Zhou Yan with sufficient supernatural powers in this world.

Zhou Yan flicked the blue lamp in front of the Buddha, and the Buddha in the lamplight formed the Mudra of Ten Thousand Dharmas with his hands.

A thin mist instantly enveloped Zhou Yan, Xiao Yanjun, Leng Qing, and Mu Yuan. This mist was faintly shimmering, and combined with the dim environment of the Underworld, the four of them were no longer visible from a distance.

Zhou Yan said in a low voice.

"Only ten minutes, everyone hurry up."

Mu Yuan immediately used illusion magic to pull the four of them from this mountain peak to the foot of the mountain where Yang Lingnan had just come out, every half kilometer at a time.

There were numerous patrol teams at the foot of the mountain, with a post every three steps and a sentry every five steps, far exceeding the patrol force of the Daming Palace. Moreover, many of the centurions leading the teams wore Luo Feng's seal on their waists.

Unfortunately, on this side, there was both Little Yama controlling the Yin energy and Zhou Yan using the green lamp in front of the Buddha to conceal the aura.

The power of the green lamp before the Buddha was so great that even Marshal Deng, the Grand Marshal of the Thunder Department of the Heavenly Court, could not see any problem with it. Most of the soldiers patrolling below were people whose cultivation talents had been reduced by Nuwa. They were all patrolling very seriously, but they could not tell that Zhou Yan and his group had reached the mountainside.

When the four of them were on another mountain, they watched King Yang Lingnan of Chu enter the mountain from the mountainside, but when they actually searched, they found that there was no entrance on the mountainside where Yang Lingnan had just left.

Of course, none of this was difficult for Zhou Yan, who was immune to illusions and cognitive influences. Zhou Yan walked around the mountainside and found a cave entrance that was hidden by illusions.

With Zhou Yan's help, the four of them opened the cave door without alerting any security personnel.

Behind the gate was a downward passage. As Zhou Yan and Xiao Yanjun were not very awakened, they certainly couldn't walk at the front.

So Mu Yuan, as the man, took the lead, followed by Zhou Yan and Xiao Yanjun, with Leng Qing hanging at the very back.

At the end of the corridor is a platform with three doors facing it, each door adorned with a relief of an Asura, a demon mother, and a Rakshasa.

Leng Qing, Mu Yuan, and Xiao Yanjun all looked at Zhou Yan.

This strange place is definitely the most suitable for Bai Ze.

Zhou Yan squinted.

In Zhou Yan's field of vision, an aerial view of the building with numerous routes appeared before him. Zhou Yan saw all the doors behind this door, the platform behind the door, and at the very end of the platform, two rooms with no way forward.

Zhou Yan gained far more information from just one visit here than Yang Lingnan did in tens of thousands of trips.

In order to work here, Little Yama asked Jiufeng for rare and precious materials that could increase awakening level, and Jiufeng gave them to him.

Zhou Yan's awakening level is currently 23%, and Xiao Yanjun's awakening level is 37%. These awakening levels cannot be described as high, but they are already enough for Zhou Yan to see a lot of things.

"Absolutely amazing."

Zhou Yan clasped his hands together.

"The formation here has been destroyed, otherwise I wouldn't be able to tell what's in this place."

Zhou Yan guessed that when Yang Lingnan discovered this place, it should have had complete protective measures, but Yang Lingnan and the Chu people's national teacher did not have the time to crack them little by little, so they directly destroyed them by force. However, after destroying them, Yang Lingnan and the national teacher did not know how to repair them.

What Zhou Yan saw was a broken and simplified maze array, which had lost 99% of its original power.