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

Lu: "Oh, isn't this Master Li? What brings you here? What business do you have with me?"

Have you heard of this believer, Lin Ziwei?

"That sounds familiar, let me look for it..."

A rustling sound.

“Hey, found him. Let me see. Master Li, this is a reckless young man. It seems he joined our sect about five months ago. We've taken him to a few spiritual and physical feasts, but he refused to participate.”

The so-called "feast of spirit and flesh" involves finding women who have been brainwashed by cults to perform a physical offering to newly joined believers. During the event, hallucinogenic incense is burned at the meeting place. Many believers experience hallucinations and reach a trance state under the stimulation of these incense and hormones.

They might mistakenly interpret this physiological phenomenon as divine blessing, and some shallow-minded people might genuinely believe that the gods have manifested themselves, and then wholeheartedly join this sect.

However, after Lin Ziwei joined, she kept refusing this blessing.

The dragon-type demigod became curious.

"Is this person a journalist, or an undercover police officer?"

"Mr. Li, you're overthinking it. Do you think reporters and undercover agents don't join us on our pilgrimage?"

In TV dramas and movies, whenever a criminal plot is about to unfold, the police mole or undercover agent will find an excuse to escape—that's just for the sake of the plot. But real undercover agents will go whoring or collude with criminals when necessary.

"I did some investigation afterward, and guess what, Mr. Li, this kid is a hospital caregiver. I bet he thought our female bodhisattva was dirty and didn't want to have any in-depth interaction with her, so he gave up."

The dragon-type demigod understood.

"Maybe she's also a bit of a germaphobe."

I don't know if it's because of the statistics around me, but most of the people with obsessive-compulsive disorder that I've encountered are in professions related to hospitals.

The person on the other end of the phone continued.

"Later, the newcomer's mentor found this uncooperative newcomer interesting, so he found a clean woman and drugged the newcomer again..."

Zhou Yan suddenly interrupted. 9

"Is this woman named Zhou Wanwan?!"

The person on the other end of the phone fell silent.

Zhou Yan looked at the dragon-attribute demigod, who spoke in a deep voice. II.

"The question the child just asked is the same one I wanted to ask."

After all, he was a demigod, and a high-ranking member of his own sect. Although the person on the other end of the phone sensed something was wrong, he still spoke up in the end.

"Let me check... Hmm... It seems so... Zhou Wanwan..." (Umbrella)

Zhou Yan: “(?_?)”

Oh no, the possibility of the child in his belly being the Ziwei Emperor is much higher now. Zhou Yan is a little afraid of what Yinglong will think of him if he returns to the main world.

Would Yinglong skin his mistress alive?

Erlang Shen looked at Zhou Yan, who covered his face.

The dragon, a demigod, then looked at Erlang Shen.

Erlang Shen asked.

"What did Lin Ziwei do after that? Why are you hunting her down?"

"I don't know about that. It seems that Feng Wanlai took a fancy to Lin Ziwei, and what followed was probably all sorts of dirty business between men and women. Feng Wanlai is a ruthless woman. She has killed several people in the sect. She doesn't need Lin Ziwei. Master Li, you seem to have a good relationship with Feng Wanlai, but I still have to say, this woman is vicious. It's okay to play around, but don't get too deeply involved."

The dragon, a demigod, echoed this sentiment with a sense of shared experience.

“I am very clear about this. Feng Wanlai is the kind of guy who would seize the real estate of thousands or tens of thousands of ordinary people for money and drive tens of thousands of people to their deaths. Sigh, such a person is actually the one who is doing the best among us.”

The person on the other end of the phone responded.

"It's probably because Feng Wanlai is the one who fawns over the most every day and is the one who pleases the Ziwei Emperor the most. You know, Master Li, Feng Wanlai brings piles of offerings to him every day."

Zhou Yan released his search on the surface...ﴰ「丝糁」≯≤蓤″@伍手, and replied.

"Whoever pays the most gets their sins forgiven? What, in your eyes, even gods are swayed by money?"

"You don't understand."

The voice on the phone was smug and self-satisfied.

"The Ziwei Emperor certainly doesn't care about money, but they do care about their followers. Feng Wanlai gave a lot of offerings; isn't that a sign of piety?"

Erlang Shen added a sentence.

"If you harbor evil thoughts, burning incense will bring you no benefit. If you are upright, what harm is there in not bowing to me?"

Chapter Forty-Three: Victory

"Hahaha, young man, hahaha..."

The person on the other end of the phone was laughing quite loudly.

"You, what you're saying is hilarious! Mr. Li, you actually have someone this sweet by your side?"

Even the dragon-type demigod, now just a dead man's head, looked at Erlang Shen with a complex expression.

The dragon-type demigod has been in his own circle for a long time and knows very well that the better they do in their circle, the lower their moral standards are. Of course, the lower their moral standards are, the more money they can use to bribe all kinds of great scholars and professors to praise them, and they can even write their own autobiography to promote their excellent character.

If you wish, you can also hire a professional documentary filming team to tailor a documentary for you and promote you as a saint.

In short, as long as you have money, the common people will only see your glorious side. As for your dirty and vulgar side, you can go to various churches and temples, where there are plenty of eminent monks who will come out to perform rituals for you and make offerings to reduce your sins.

If all else fails, hold a grand feast, inviting all the gods and Buddhas of the heavens to come down and have a meal. If they recognize you, you're guaranteed a life of luxury and endless riches in your next life.

Erlang Shen waited a while, until the person opposite him had finished laughing, and then asked.

"Lin Ziwei's heart has been taken, did you know?"

"Uh? I'm not really sure about that." Lin

It's normal for a religious sect to have many factions; at least this guy isn't Feng Wanlai's subordinate, so naturally he wouldn't understand what this woman really wants.

"Could you help me investigate this?"

"This..." Wu

The voice on the other end of the phone clearly indicated reluctance. Lu

Erlang Shen looked at the dragon-possessing demigod, who shook his head.

The guy on the other end of the phone was just a mid-level manager within his own sect; he had no right to investigate Feng Wanlai, a capitalist and bishop.

Erlang Shen had no choice but to hang up the phone. (Transfer)

The demigod, now only a head, tried to ask.

"If you don't want to be hunted down anymore, perhaps I can help you."

The demigod licked his lips, nervous.

“I can act as an intermediary to help you and Feng Wan resolve your conflict. If you wish, I can guide you into our sect.”

The demigod became quite proud when talking about his own sect.

“Our sect spans five states and even has members of Congress involved. I also know about your family backgrounds, gentlemen.”

Before the dragon-affiliated demigod arrived, he had investigated Erlang Shen. Erlang Shen's identity was clean; he was just an ordinary city-level tycoon who didn't usually cause any big news. Therefore, the dragon-affiliated demigod didn't prepare many backup plans before coming.

As a result, they capsized in the ditch.

"It's become difficult for your family to extend its influence into other cities, isn't it? You two really need external support to strengthen your foundation, don't you?"

"It just so happens that we, as members of the 'Tongxing' sect, have many good friends who are willing to cooperate with each other."

"As long as we cooperate, your assets and network will grow at an unimaginable speed."

The dragon-like demigod was about to give a few examples of people who, after becoming members of their organization, rose from ordinary citizens to capitalists and city councilors.

However, before giving an example, Zhou Yan spoke up.

"Your bad relationship with the Witch Clan is because the Witch Clan, like you,... is involved in a cult?"

Previously, the dragon-type demigod used the resurrection of Chi You to divert attention from his own side, which was clearly a diversionary tactic.

Furthermore, Zhou Yan didn't recall the Witch Clan engaging in cult activities in the main world. The total number of Witch Clan members in the main world was less than a hundred, a number that would be difficult to even count as a minority group.

The dragon-type demigod shrugged.

"No, the Witch Clan and Feng Wanlai don't get along. They say they're a bunch of clowns who use evil magic, and Feng Wanlai can't deal with the Witch Clan, so they can only talk back to each other."

Erlang Shen grasped the key point.

"Evil magic? What do you mean?"

The dragon-like demigod explained.

"Feng Wanlai seems to know some really weird stuff, like the hallucinogenic incense that makes new members hallucinate..."

The dragon-type demigod paused for a moment, but didn't try to hide his thoughts, and whispered.

"...Maybe this woman is on too many drugs, which is why she went crazy and took Lin Ziwei's heart. What wouldn't a madwoman do?"

Zhou Yan became curious.

"You knew this woman was insane, yet you still got so close to her?"

The dragon-like demigod laughed heartily.

"Young, too young. Young man, have you ever seen a capitalist who enjoys being walked like a dog by little girls and barks happily?"

Zhou Yan: "..."

I've seen it...

And it's not just one Qi″．Death←′吚№＾[Guilty(粑〈ˉ隣謝⊙≠謝)～：……

The dragon-type demigod seemed quite pleased with the topic, his eyebrows dancing with excitement.

Have you ever seen a wealthy person invite a handsome gigolo to seduce their wife, son, daughter, and themselves, and then want the gigolo to seduce their own dog, hoping to achieve the goal of seduce the whole family?

Zhou Yan: "..."

I think I remember this too.

Zhou Yan reached out his hand.

"Okay, okay, I understand. You've met more lunatics and have more friends with lunatic tendencies than Feng Wanlai, right?"

To be honest, when Zhou Yan, this gossip beast, was researching other people's information in the past, he also found out many of the quirks of high-ranking people that were unknown to others. However, Zhou Yan did not really enter the circles of these high-ranking people at that time. After all, Zhou Yan has only been awakened for less than three years, and he has spent most of his time saving the world.

Now, after hearing what this demigod said, it turns out that being uninhibited and having a lot of fun is actually quite common in high-ranking circles.

Those who want to distance themselves from others who seem abnormal are probably a minority.

However, it makes sense when you think about it. The entertainment that normal people want is probably something that those in high positions have long been tired of. Their entertainment methods are things that normal people wouldn't even dare to dream of.

Zhao said, "Yeah, what does Feng Wanlai's madness have to do with me..."

The demigod sorghum pursed its lips, then released them.

"Alright, now it's my business. You two, do you want to cooperate with me? With your supernatural abilities, you'd definitely be top people in our church."

Although I don't know why these two people in front of me have the supernatural power to fight against demigods, since they can fight against demigods, they are obviously demigods.

8. No one would complain about having an extra demigod under their command.

5. Erlang Shen pinched his fingers a few times, and the dragon-type demigod's eyes lost their luster.

7 Erlang Shen picked up the head of the dragon-like demigod and took it to his bedroom.

6. Erlang Shen found a magic treasure box in the bedroom and put the head of a dragon-type demigod inside.

6. This box is called the Exquisite Treasure Box. No one but Erlang Shen, who knows the secrets of the exquisite box, could open it.

3. After placing the exquisite treasure chest under the bed, Erlang Shen did not immediately go back to find Zhou Yan. He sat down on the chair.

4. Things started to go wrong.

4. In fact, less than 24 hours have passed since Erlang Shen encountered Zhou Yan and was assassinated. Erlang Shen has only just begun to make contact with the assassin who killed Zhou Yan and Lin Ziwei.

2 But the internal development has become so exaggerated that it has given Erlang Shen a headache.

The Ziwei Emperor, Yinglong Niangniang, Feng Wanlai, and the so-called cult "Tongxing".

Erlang Shen's long experience in fighting against Bai Ze can be summed up in one sentence: "Never believe a single word from that white-haired beast."

However, after less than 24 hours of close contact with Zhou Yan, Erlang Shen began to waver. Both instinct and reason told him that what Zhou Yan said was true.