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

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"May you rest in peace."

Liu Yanglingnan's eyes were filled with affection, and the bright pupils reflected the image of her lover.

"I will take Jun'an back to the capital of Chu now," said Jiu.

Yang Lingnan lowered his head and gently sniffed Xiao Jun'an's hair.

Although it was said that she hadn't washed for a thousand years, when Yang Lingnan smelled Xiao Jun'an's hair, what he smelled was still a very fresh and natural, girlish fragrance without any artificial technology.

A hint of intoxication appeared in Yang Lingnan's eyes.

After a thousand years of cultivation and a thousand years of solitude, Yang Lingnan now has a beautiful woman in his arms. The burning passion and emotions in his heart are beyond words.

"Yang Lang..."

Xiao Jun'an's voice came from Yang Lingnan's arms.

"There is something I should say, but I don't know if I should."

Yang Lingnan cherished it.

"Jun'an, you speak, I am listening."

Xiao Junan took a breath and then exhaled.

“Young Master Yang, this matter… perhaps Jun’an is overthinking it, but you said before that Jun’an died after falling ill, and that medicine was useless and even a god couldn’t save him…”

Yang Lingnan snorted, displeased.

"It must be that some petty person within the Yang family spreads rumors, making the elders and younger members of the clan wary, and then..."

Given Xiao Jun'an's position in Yang Lingnan's heart, once he has a son, he will likely become the next Crown Prince of Chu.

Yang Lingnan's relatives and his wives and concubines would certainly not tolerate a pregnant woman challenging their status.

So when Yang Lingnan heard rumors that Xiao Junan had a son, he knew something terrible was about to happen.

As Yang Lingnan predicted, Xiao Jun'an died inexplicably.

After his beloved died, Yang Lingnan went mad, searching everywhere and arresting people indiscriminately. He killed everyone he could, regardless of clan elders, high-ranking officials, concubines, or queens, and imprisoned those he couldn't kill.

During that period, bloodshed and violence raged between the government and the public, with countless deaths.

Xiao Jun'an said weakly.

“Yang Lang, Jun An remembers that Jun An actually went to the Immortal Shop near his home to ask the doctor for a dose of medicine for damp-heat before his body started to feel unwell.”

Xiao Jun'an was in poor health, suffering from dampness and heat, and was weak. Therefore, he needed to take medicine to nourish his body on a daily basis, a fact that Yang Lingnan was well aware of.

Xiao Jun'an's voice began to sound a little flustered.

"Jun'an is a medicine addict, taking medicine every day for over ten years. He knows his medicine inside very well. The medicine he bought from the Immortal Shop that time had a stronger taste than usual. One of the medicines even contained dried golden vine. Jun'an even went to check on these medicines and found that neither their quality nor their processing techniques seemed like something that could be produced by ordinary people."

Yang Lingnan flew into a rage.

"They must be from the palace! These treacherous villains actually stole medicine from the palace to harm my peace! Once I become the Central Ghost Emperor, I will arrest these beasts one by one, and they will never be reincarnated!"

Xiao Jun'an hurriedly said. Three.

"No, those medicines might not even be found in the palace... Jun'an suspects that these medicines might have come from... the Temple of Protectorate..."

The Temple of Protector of the Nation possesses a lineage of alchemy, and its processing techniques and raw material preparation methods are unmatched by ordinary people.

Yang Lingnan, who wanted to hurl a few more insults, was silenced. (Wu)

Did the drug that killed your lover come from the Huguo Temple?

What kind of place is Huguo Temple?

It was the place where the Imperial Preceptor and his disciples cultivated themselves and worshipped the gods.

Xiao Jun'an said bitterly.

"Young Master Yang, perhaps Jun'an is overthinking things. However, is it possible that... the Temple of Protectorate was also involved in Jun'an's death?"

Yang Lingnan pursed his lips. The emperor's expression did not change much, but Xiao Jun'an could feel that when he said "the Temple of Protectorate also has a share," the muscles around Yang Lingnan began to stiffen and his body temperature rose.

"Jun'an is probably overthinking it."

Yang Lingnan pinched Xiao Junan's nose and laughed.

"You silly child, how can you remember something from a thousand years ago so clearly? Maybe you just woke up and remembered things wrong. Let's not mention this again."

Xiao Junan smiled sweetly.

"Yes, Jun'an is overthinking it. From now on, Jun'an will keep this to himself and will never tell anyone."

Yang Lingnan couldn't help but feel sorry for Xiao Jun'an because he was so sensible.

"May you be well..."

Yang Lingnan looked around.

"Wait here for a while, I will go and prepare for Jun'an's return to the capital of Chu."

"Whatever Yang Lang says goes."

Yang Lingnan carefully placed Xiao Junan on the clean ground.

"I am going to return soon."

Yang Lingnan left the room where Xiao Junan was.

The footsteps faded into the distance.

A long time passed.

A hand reached out from behind Xiao Jun'an's shoulder and pressed down on his shoulder.

When Xiao Jun'an turned around, he saw the little Yama King's disgusted face.

Little Yama pointed to her lips with his other finger.

"Young man, your acting is terrible. If someone wants to kiss you, just let them kiss you. Why are you blocking it with your hand? What if they see how unwilling you are and realize you're an imposter?"

Xiao Jun'an, also known as Zhou Yan, scoffed and said coldly.

"At worst, we can just arrest this bastard and beat him up until he tells the truth."

Through initiation and dual cultivation, a cultivator, or even a divine beast like Zhou Yan, can gain immense power in a very short time.

Zhou Yan initially relied on the cultivation of the colorless monk to infuse his divine essence, and even partially fused it with his own divine spark.

When Little Yama said he wanted Zhou Yan to make a move, Zhou Yan and Jiu Feng cultivated together, raising their awakening level to nearly 50%, and then came here to ambush.

With 50% awakening level, Zhou Yan dealt with Yang Lingnan as if it were child's play.

However, only a few minutes had passed when Zhou Yan could feel the immense power within his body beginning to dissipate. At the current rate of dissipation, it should take less than half an hour for this 50% awakening level to return to its true level before Zhou Yan and Jiu Feng began their dual cultivation.

Of course, none of that matters.

The important thing is that Zhou Yan has already gotten Yang Lingnan's innermost thoughts out of him and even set a trap for him.

　Swoosh: Nine. 'Four eight ÷ two four three ˉ ∩ three) ∴ five...

Yang Lingnan left the nameless mountain and boarded his own imperial carriage (a fake one).

As soon as he sat down, Yang Lingnan spoke.

"Go to the Hall of Protector of the Nation."

The coachman whipped the horse, and it neighed and rode off towards the distant capital of Chu.

They quickly arrived at the capital of Chu, followed by the Daming Palace, and then the Protectorate Hall within the Daming Palace, where Taoist priests resided to pray for blessings and divine intervention.

Because Chu has now fallen from the mortal realm to the underworld, the cultivators inside have either died or been injured in their battles with ghosts and yin energy. The entire Protectorate Hall has lost its former prosperity. When the Siyou Patrol Carriage (fake) carrying Yang Lingnan arrived, there was only a young Taoist boy sweeping the floor outside the Protectorate Hall.

Only a few thousand people are still alive in the entire Chu capital. Among these few thousand people, apart from Yang Lingnan, the only one who can cultivate is this little Taoist boy. However, the little Taoist boy's talent is not good, and he is still having great difficulty even breathing in and out Yin energy.

For this reason, Yang Lingnan had heard his national teacher say many times that if the Chu people did not return to the human world, his lineage of Taoism would be cut off.

Yang Lingnan got off the bus.

The young Taoist priest sweeping the floor bowed to Yang Lingnan as he saw his king alight from the carriage.

"Your Majesty... have you come to see my master?"

Now, in the Hall of Protector of the Nation, only the Imperial Preceptor can be shown to Yang Lingnan.

Yang Lingnan gave a dignified "hmm".

Young Taoist priest, please move aside.

"My teacher is in the study."

Yang Lingnan walked past the young Taoist boy and entered the Huguo Hall step by step. Inside the Huguo Hall were several large halls dedicated to the worship of gods and deities. In its heyday, these halls were cleaned and chanted daily by Taoist priests.

But nowadays, most of the temples are merely clean; the usual hustle and bustle and chanting have completely disappeared.

When Yang Lingnan passed by, he even saw that the outer skin of several statues was bulging, the paint was peeling off, and some areas were not cleaned properly, resulting in dust covering them.

Looking in front of the statue, there weren't even any offerings or incense burners.

Yang Lingnan walked to the front of the study.

"The Imperial Advisor..."

Yang Lingnan said loudly.

"Yang Lingnan requests an audience..."

The study door opens inward.

Yang Lingnan went inside.

Inside the door was a room with five bookshelves. At the front of the bookshelves was a desk. An old Taoist priest with white hair and beard and cloudy eyes, the national advisor of the Chu people, was sitting at the desk, reading a book.

However, when Yang Lingnan came in, the old Taoist priest put the books on the desk and stood up.

"Your Majesty, what brings you to me?"

Yang Lingnan took a breath and suppressed the surging emotions in his heart before speaking.

"In recent days, a certain person has been experiencing a communion with the heavens during their cultivation..."

The Imperial Advisor smiled.

"Is your cultivation encountering a bottleneck? Your Majesty, please speak freely. This old Taoist priest is a few years older than Your Majesty and may offer some advice."

"When I was in communion with Heaven, suddenly the past and present were illuminated, and all kinds of causes and effects appeared before my eyes."

Yang Lingnan took a step closer to his family's imperial advisor.

As he took this step, the Imperial Advisor's expression changed slightly.

As a thousand-year-old man, he could clearly sense that Yang Lingnan, who was close to him, was like a volcano about to erupt, with a surging crisis constantly brewing.

"One of the causes and effects..."

Yang Lingnan's voice was deep, like the low growl of a wild beast threatening a predator.

"They say that my beloved wife, Xiao Jun'an, was murdered by the Imperial Advisor!"

The Imperial Advisor replied.

"A true man's ambition lies in all corners of the world; why should he worry about not having a wife?"

Yang Lingnan was somewhat surprised.

"Imperial Advisor, aren't you going to offer any explanation?"

The Imperial Advisor countered with a question.

"If this old Taoist priest were to refute this as nonsense, would Your Majesty believe him?"

Yang Lingnan truly did not believe it.

The Imperial Advisor said softly.

"Your Majesty, all our aspirations are now within reach. In ten days, the Nine Phoenixes will escort the Chu Capital to the mortal realm, and we will become gods. At that time, Your Majesty will unify the Underworld, possess the Nine Netherworlds, be immortal, and live forever. Compared to this, what else is there to mention?!"

Yang Lingnan: "..."

The Imperial Advisor's words were simple: our plan is nearing its end, we're just a few steps away from success. Who cares who killed Xiao Jun'an? At this crucial moment, don't cause any trouble.

Upon hearing this, Yang Lingnan clearly felt his initial angry demand for an explanation suddenly weaken considerably.