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

"Lin Ziwei said there are free snacks here."

The homeless man understood.

"Indeed, the food here is quite good."

Erlang Shen suddenly spoke.

"Lin Ziwei, do you know any fellow believers here?"

The homeless man stroked his chin and said.

"It seems that Lin Ziwei is quite familiar with the prophet's daughter. The prophet's daughter seems to come up and chat with Lin Ziwei every time she sees her, and she has even cooked for Lin Ziwei."

Erlang Shen looked around.

Where is the prophet's daughter?

The homeless man pointed to a corner.

Standing there was a delicate young girl in a white dress, as fragile and lovely as a dandelion seed that could be blown away by a breath.

Erlang Shen stared at the girl for a while, then his third eye on the top of his head narrowed, revealing that he was also a cultivator, though his cultivation was very poor, only slightly stronger than her mother's.

Cultivation is such a subtle thing. If a daughter is talented, it's perfectly normal for her to be a little better than her mother.

Zhou Yan reached out and tugged at Erlang Shen's sleeve. Erlang Shen lowered his head, and Zhou Yan stammered.

"No, this daughter is Mom..."

Erlang Shen did not understand Zhou Yan's meaning.

Zhou Yan had no choice but to explain.

"This girl is 48 years old, and Feng Wanlai is 32. The girl is Feng Wanlai's mother!"

The woman's subsequent attributes surprised Zhou Yan even more.

Name: Du Laiqiu

Height: 153cm

Weight: XNUM X kg

Bloodline: Incomplete Taiyi bloodline (Taiyi heart replacement)

Zhou Yan murmured in disbelief.

"Lin Ziwei's heart is inside this guy's chest cavity."

"The incomplete Taiyi bloodline..."

"The living Heavenly Emperor?"

Chapter Forty-Five Evil

Although the surrounding area was filled with the chanting of hymns by low-level cultists, Zhou Yan's ramblings were still heard by Erlang Shen.

"...A fragmented Taiyi bloodline?"

Erlang Shen devoted more attention to the prophetic mother that Zhou Yan mentioned.

The third eye on Erlang Shen's forehead cracked slightly, and a faint light flowed through the inside of the cracked skin. In its prime, Erlang Shen's third eye could not only see through the transformation techniques of demons and monsters, but also see many subtle things. However, now, due to Erlang Shen's cultivation level, the third eye could only see some very superficial things.

Erlang Shen couldn't see anything strange about the prophet mother that Zhou Yan mentioned.

However, since Zhou Yan has already said so...

"...If it's a fragment of the Taiyi bloodline, then it belongs to the ancient Yin-Yang school."

Zhou Yan looked at Erlang Shen, who then explained.

"The core ideas and various sacrificial rituals of the Yin-Yang School could be discussed for a whole day. I will just pick the simple ones. The Yin-Yang School and Taoism are actually closely related. However, Taoism follows the natural way, while the Yin-Yang School, in its later development, began to hope to obtain divine power through the mortal body."

"They also achieved some success, during the Warring States period, it seems that their Grand Master of Fate obtained the incomplete bloodline of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi."

Erlang Shen shifted his gaze from Du Laiqiu, who was as green and tender as a blooming flower, to Zhou Yan, who looked similar to Du Laiqiu.

"I don't know how they did it, but they did have the bloodline of the Heavenly Emperor, and for a time they were unparalleled in their glory, but later they were killed by Confucius, the founder of Confucianism."

Zhou Yan: "..."

Killed...

I think I heard Confucius mention this before, but I wasn't interested at the time and didn't ask him much.

“This ‘common characteristic’ should be a branch of the ancient Yin-Yang School. After thousands of years, I didn’t expect that the Yin-Yang School’s secret technique of devouring the bloodline of gods would still be preserved, and even succeeded.”

Seemingly sensing the gazes of Zhou Yan and Erlang Shen, the "beautiful girl" Du Laiqiu turned her head slightly and looked at Zhou Yan and Erlang Shen.

Seeing two Protestants standing not far away staring at her, Du Laiqiu was not angry or displeased. Instead, the corners of her mouth turned up, revealing a shy and charming girlish smile.

The smile, paired with the woman's pure and innocent clothes, exuded a youthful and innocent charm, making one feel that if there is such a thing as first love, then first love should be like Du Laiqiu.

The homeless man eating fried chicken next to Zhou Yan said to Zhou Yan with a smile.

“The prophet’s daughter is so beautiful. Even if there is no food here, I would come here to see her every day.”

The homeless man sighed again.

"I wonder what kind of man could marry such a beautiful girl."

The homeless man popped a French fry into his mouth, chewing as he glanced at Du Laiqiu, who had already looked away.

Although he knew it was blasphemy, the homeless man still mentally replayed all thirty-six positions with Du Laiqiu.

The singing began to subside, and after a while, the singing ended.

The prophet on the podium swept over the homeless people in front of him in the evening.

“My children, in an hour, we will conduct the most proper sermon, and this sermon will be different from the past.”

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“We have received the Father’s attention. Our great Heavenly Father has turned his attention to us. In the upcoming evangelistic ceremony, everyone will receive the Father’s blessing! We will be the rightful recipients of His favor!”

The crowd below erupted in a tremendous burst of applause.

Erlang Shen and Zhou Yan could tell that although the applause was loud, most people didn't actually react. In fact, during the period when the "Tongxing" sect was established, whether it was this prophet or other high-ranking members of the church, they would take turns to speak every now and then, saying that the Heavenly Emperor had bestowed blessings, that everyone was a servant of the Lord, and that this world would eventually come into their hands.

But in the end, everyone should still eat and drink as usual.

Aside from a few who truly had no other way to survive and could only hope for salvation from these inexplicable deities, the other believers only reluctantly accepted the gods here because they could eat and drink for free.

Therefore, aside from eating and drinking, whatever you do, we are all just background figures.

The prophet on the platform was quite pleased with the reaction of his little followers, and happily stepped down from the platform to go behind the scenes.

As soon as the prophet dispersed, more than half of the believers returned to the surrounding tables, though a few were still complaining.

"The fried chicken is cold."

"Hurry up and bring us some fresh fried chicken!"

"I want my soda with half ice."

Several fat men walked up to Zhou Yan and Erlang Shen. These men ignored the different temperaments of Zhou Yan and Erlang Shen compared to the others, and just put fried chicken on plates, their faces full of joy at the delicious food.

After the two fat men finished walking, a graceful figure walked up to Zhou Yan and Erlang Shen.

Du Laiqiu, the prophet's mother who received the heart of the Ziwei Emperor and possessed the incomplete bloodline of Taiyi.

Zhou Yan and Erlang Shen remained expressionless, but their hearts sank slightly. Both of them had put on makeup and changed their clothes and hairstyles before coming. In terms of appearance alone, they were very different from the Zhou Yan and Erlang Shen of the past.

Furthermore, Erlang Shen already had a brand new set of ID cards stored in the safe house. Even if the police were to conduct a room search and check each person's ID card to verify their identity information, they would not be able to find out that Erlang Shen and Zhou Yan were Zhou Wanwan and Zhou Tao.

But the "girl" opposite them, who looked only like a high school student, was actually someone with Taiichi's incomplete bloodline...

However, this "young girl" did not seem to see through Zhou Yan and Erlang Shen's disguise, and simply asked gently.

"I've never seen you before. Are you new here?"

Erlang Shen nodded silently.

Zhou Yan looked around, revealing the curious expression that one would expect from an innocent and naive young girl.

"I've heard that you worship the Ziwei Emperor?"

The "young girl" Du Laiqiu nodded slightly.

"Yes, the main god we believe in and who blesses us is the Ziwei Emperor. Our leader is a living saint who has been blessed by the Ziwei Emperor. He can cure terminal illnesses, he can heal wounds, he can make the disabled grow new limbs, and he hopes that everyone can be happy."

The "young girl" Du Laiqiu clasped her hands together in front of her chest and closed her eyes, a universally accepted prayer gesture.

The "young girl" Du Laiqiu had a devout expression on her face. Zhou Yan didn't know if this devotion was an act worthy of an award-winning actor or if she was genuinely devout. In any case, the unwavering faith on the "young girl's" face made her glow.

"May the Ziwei Emperor bless the new believers, and may the Lord be with you."

Erlang Shen's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile.

Honestly, Erlang Shen thought that for a guy who had recently dug out the heart of his true god and put it in his own body, such piety was as ridiculous as a harlot's crotch.

After finishing her prayers, the "girl" Du Laiqiu opened her bright eyes and asked with a smile.

"New brothers and sisters, do you mind if I take you to receive the Lord's blessing?"

Zhou Yan looked at Erlang Shen, and Erlang Shen nodded.

When Erlang Shen arrived here, he was prepared for the possibility that his identity would be exposed and a conflict would break out. Not only did he carry many divine artifacts that were enough to fight against powerful demigods, but he also had armed mobile forces such as Xiaotian Dog lying in ambush outside.

Moreover, there's Bai Ze by his side, who has the ability to sense danger.

Normally, as long as you don't act recklessly and insist on confronting these cult members directly, you should be able to leave safely.

Therefore, Zhou Yan, having understood Erlang Shen's meaning, laughed.

"We happen to be free at the same time."

Nine. "Please follow me, both of you."

"Young girl" Du Laiqiu turned around gracefully and led Zhou Yan and the other person out of the self-service cafeteria and onto the elevator to the third floor.

The second floor only had the self-service canteen acquired by the "Tongxing" sect, while the entire third floor was acquired. After the acquisition, instead of making offices or activity rooms, they demolished all the infill walls and renovated the entire floor to turn it into a temple.

Zhou Yan, just as Erlang Shen stepped out of the third floor, he saw a mountain gate at the entrance of the elevator on the third floor, with the words "Ziwei Palace" written on it.

After Sishan Gate is the temple gate, where two Taoist priests are sweeping the ground with brooms.

After Zhou Yan and his two companions arrived, the Taoist priests bowed in greeting and then opened the door.

Inside the door was a bluestone floor, and on the floor were houses with wooden pillars and stone walls. The decoration style was so realistic that Zhou Yan almost thought that the cult had moved the completed temple here intact.

The young "girl" Du Laiqiu walked through the gate and arrived at the largest "Starry Sky Hall". After bowing several times towards the gate of the Starry Sky Hall, the "girl" Du Laiqiu went inside.

Inside the Wuxinghan Hall, there are statues of the Starry Sky Realm on the left and right sides respectively. At the very front of the statues is a finely carved statue of the Ziwei Emperor.

The statues of gods Zhou Yan had seen in the past were all rather round, looking like overweight fat men. But the Ziwei Emperor in the Star Han Palace was in a modern style, with facial features like an ordinary person and a body made according to the golden ratio of a normal person, making him look like a living person standing in front of him.

Zhou Yan and Erlang Shen walked up to the statue of the Ziwei Emperor.

The "young girl" Du Laiqiu took the yellowish-brown incense stick from the Taoist priest beside her, lit it, and then placed it in the incense burner on the altar.

The wisps of fragrance wafted outwards.

Erlang Shen glanced at the lit incense and his expression changed slightly.

Zhou Yan chuckled and shook his head.

This incense has hallucinogenic effects. If you stand in this hall and smell the incense for a long time, you might see the statues of gods move, or feel someone speaking to you.

If a normal person saw or heard these inexplicable scenes, they would probably think it was a divine intervention.

Zhou Yan could only pretend to be a charlatan.

"Young girl" Du Laiqiu said to Zhou Yan and Erlang Shen with a smile.

“New brothers, you may now pray to the all-knowing and all-powerful Lord.”

Zhou Yan clasped his hands together and muttered something silently.

"Great Master Ziwei, the one who harmed you was Old Bai Ze, I am New Bai Ze. If you want trouble, go find Old Bai Ze for revenge. I'm still just a child!"

Erlang Shen merely glanced at the statue of the Ziwei Emperor and then did nothing else.

"Young girl" Du Laiqiu didn't insist. She waited for Zhou Yan and Erlang Shen to finish their prayers. Then, another group of people walked in from outside the hall.

The leader of the group of eight walked up to Du Laiqiu, the "young female soldier," and knelt down with a thud, choking back tears.

"I'm cured!"