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

When Wang Xuan arrived at room 503, he knocked on the door.

The door opened quickly, and a Taoist priest from the Imperial Observatory dressed in purple robes emerged from behind it. Wang Xuan managed to feign a look of grief.

"Master Wang, please accept my condolences."

Yesterday, the two oldest directors of the Imperial Observatory, both nearly 120 years old, died. These two directors were originally expected to live another thirty years in their astronomical observation duties, and their untimely deaths have caused a great shock within the Imperial Observatory.

However, since he was already dead, the Imperial Observatory naturally began to prepare for his funeral.

It was during this funeral that a woman from the Eastern Xia Federation came to the door.

Master Wang stepped aside from behind the door, and Wang Xuan went inside.

After passing through the second door and then the ninth restroom, you arrive at the main room behind the restroom. There is a three-screen LCD TV, a desk with a computer, and a bed in this room.

A girl as pure as a lily stood quietly in the room. The room, which had been damp from the continuous rainy days, suddenly felt fresh after she appeared.

Wang Xuan looked the girl up and down.

The girl slightly raised her chin, neither humble nor arrogant.

"So you're the person in charge of the Donghai Kingdom?"

Wang Xuan shook his head.

"No, your matter... doesn't require the person in charge to come and talk to you."

The girl countered with a question.

"So, have you guys really thought it through and decided to cooperate with me?"

Wang Xuan felt the pressure.

Yesterday, after the deaths of two celestial masters from the Imperial Observatory, two more centenarian celestial masters have felt their health failing and may die in a day or two.

For some unknown reason, the Imperial Observatory of today is declining with each generation. The celestial masters who are over a hundred years old are far behind the newly appointed celestial masters in terms of both cultivation and eyesight. This gap is likely impossible to bridge with time.

That is, after the older generation of Celestial Masters died, the younger generation could not do any of the things that these Celestial Masters could do.

Wang Xuan was very anxious about this. He even considered going to the Eastern Xia Federation to find Xuanwu and ask him for Xuanshui to save the life of the Heavenly Master of his Imperial Observatory.

It was at this critical moment that this pure young girl, as beautiful as a blooming lily, appeared. She used the so-called method of "star soul entering fate" to save those celestial masters and proposed a deep cooperation with the Imperial Observatory.

The Imperial Observatory needed to provide her with its most important treasure—the celestial constellation map.

……

Zhou Yan ran out of Lao Bai Ze's house and arrived at a nearby milk tea shop.

When Erlang Shen, who was sitting in the milk tea shop, saw Zhou Yan appear, he turned to the waiter next to him and said something.

"Another mango popping boba milk tea, and two servings of Orleans chicken wings."

"Understood, guest."

The waiter turned and went to the counter.

Zhou Yan pushed open the door of the milk tea shop, walked in with a gloomy face, and sat down in front of Erlang Shen.

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced, I'm really convinced."

Zhou Yan rubbed his forehead.

"My past life forced me to have a child with the Ziwei Emperor."

Erlang Shen dared not discuss this topic and could only remain silent.

"Here's your mango popping boba milk tea, sir."

The waiter walked past Zhou Yan and placed a cup of milk tea in front of him. Zhou Yan looked up at the waiter, whose eyes lit up. This rather cute waiter quickly spoke to Erlang Shen.

"Sir, your girlfriend is very beautiful."

The waiter walked up to Erlang Shen's ear and whispered something.

"Would you like to change to a heart-shaped straw? We provide them free of charge."

Erlang Shen shook his head.

"no need."

The waiter responded with a smile.

"Then I wish you both a further step in your relationship today."

The waiter left quietly.

Zhou Yan took the straw, inserted it into the sealed milk tea, and took a sip. This mango popping boba milk tea contained pure mango juice, and Zhou Yan found that the mango and milk flavors were very strong, making it quite delicious.

This sweet treat slightly calmed Zhou Yan's irritation.

"Forget it, let's not talk about my past life."

Zhou Yan took out his phone and dialed Feng Wanlai's number.

As soon as the connection was established, a lot of static appeared.

"That's amazing, that's amazing."

"Hahaha, I feel like I'm fifty years younger."

"As expected of a sect founded by the favored followers of the Ziwei Emperor..."

"I, Wang Duoyu, have invested in this project!"

The sound of wind blowing late at night came out again.

"Excuse me, the Eight Rites of Star Soul Incarnation here have just passed the second stage, and some people around are making a bit of noise."

The Star Soul Incarnation Ceremony has ended. The wealthy are getting treatment for their ailments and strengthening their bodies if they're not sick. Although the incarnation has only been going on for a short time and doesn't mean anything yet, these wealthy and high-ranking officials have been suppressing their emotions for a long time. Now that they finally have some good news, they don't mind relaxing and celebrating until they're sure it's really good news.

What Zhou Yan heard was a great deal of celebration.

"Miss Feng... are you thinking that you want to join them, or report us to Du Laiqiu, hoping that Du Laiqiu will let you off the hook because of your hard work and turn against us?"

"……No."

Zhou Yanle chuckled. The young man felt like he was the blond guy holding a remote control in his hand, and Feng Wanlai was someone's girlfriend. This girlfriend was being manipulated and controlled by him, while at the same time thinking about going back to her boyfriend.

But how could that be? This woman had been poisoned by a Gu that Li Shuo had carefully prepared. As a mortal, it was impossible to escape being poisoned by a demigod.

"That's good. Go and put your things away properly, okay?"

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone. As they waited for a reply, Feng Wanlai's voice became choked with emotion.

“I will die. I’m going to be killed by Du Laiqiu for tampering with these idols.”

Holding his phone, Zhou Yan became increasingly amused. He noticed the fun that some anime series provided in the way the villainous couple teased the female lead.

"It's alright. Let me tell you, all of Du Laiqiu's messy attempts to create gods are just a bluff, completely useless. Do you believe me?"

"It didn't work?"

Feng Wanlai's voice was not believed at all.

“Let me tell you, Du Laiqiu doesn’t dare to develop his own bloodline at all. What kind of god-making is this? I estimate that apart from creating star souls to enter his life, the other god statues and sculptures are just for people to see. No matter what you do, Du Laiqiu won’t notice.”

Without a favorable destiny and luck as guarantees, the higher the bloodline of the Ziwei Emperor is developed, the faster he will die.

Therefore, after fighting with Zhou Yan and Erlang Shen, Zhou Yan was able to judge that if Du Laiqiu wasn't stupid, he wouldn't continue to develop his own bloodline, but would instead shift his attention to places that could enhance his luck and destiny.

This movement to create a god, once the faith gathers, will put even more pressure on Du Laiqiu.

"No, it's impossible!"

The sound of the wind grew louder as evening approached.

"Du Laiqiu has been preparing for this deification movement for twenty years..."

Do you know when that was twenty years ago?

Feng Wanlai became curious.

"When?"

Zhou Yan took a sip of milk tea.

"It was when the Bai Ze Tu was stolen by Du Laiqiu."

After the Bai Ze Diagram was stolen, Du Laiqiu began preparing a plan to create a god, which shows that Du Laiqiu intended to use the Bai Ze Diagram to condense the destiny of a saint and then receive the power of faith.

Although Qi did not yet possess Lin Si Ziwei's heart at that time, as a family that had been searching for the Heavenly Emperor's bloodline for thousands of years and had made various preparations, even if Du Laiqiu himself could not use it, he could leave it for his descendants.

Just like the Xuanyuan Sword, it was nurtured for thousands of years and left for future generations.

Zhou Yan crushed a few of the popping beads.

"Do you understand? Du Laiqiu's deification campaign is centered around Bai Ze Tu, but without Bai Ze Tu, how can she be the core? So this deification plan might just be a smokescreen to attract attention. Du Laiqiu's real plan..."

"...In another direction? Bai Ze Tu?"

Zhou Yan asked in surprise.

"Feng Wanlai, you didn't even know that Du Laiqiu went to Qingqiu to steal the Bai Ze Tu, and then we stole the Bai Ze Tu back with us?"

Feng Wanlai: "..."

Zhou Yan sighed.

"Alright, alright, it seems you really aren't valued by Du Laiqiu, but that's okay, just do what you're supposed to do."

"Believe me, Du Laiqiu is not in any of the Tongxing sects you know right now, and what you are about to do is not dangerous at all."

Zhou Yan hung up the phone.

"Guest, your Orleans-style roasted chicken wings."

The waiter brought a plate of chicken wings to Zhou Yan's table.

"Oh, thank you."

Zhou Yan picked up the chopsticks that were given to him, picked up a piece of grilled chicken wing, and put it in his mouth.

"Erlang Shen asked from the opposite side."

"If Du Laiqiu isn't in Tongxing, where is he now?"

Zhou Yan raised his neck, a smug look on his face.

Erlang Shen is intelligent and quick-witted. In addition, he has been deceived by Bai Ze many times, so he has gained experience and can see many things that Zhou Yan cannot see.

But what you don't understand, you simply don't understand; what you haven't seen before, you simply haven't seen before. ＼≈伍⊥∨∫#-;

Erlang Shen, in the end, was unaware of the changes of the times and thus knew very little.

It's not a matter of brainpower; it's simply an information gap.

Zhou Yan explained.

"Any divine artifact like the Hetu and Luoshu is recognized by the Mandate of Heaven. If it's not yours, it's useless even if you snatch it. The Du Laiqiu family coveted the Xuanyuan Sword for thousands of years, but in the end, it still ran off with some random man."

"However, some divine artifacts don't have such a severe faction division."

Zhou Yan held up one finger.

"The Celestial Constellation Chart!"

Zhou Yan still remembers the first time he went to Zhongzhou City, he was stopped by Wang Xuan, the True God of the Fire Department of the East Sea Kingdom, who said that their country's Heavenly Star Chart was so powerful, so powerful, and that it was a national artifact.

At the time, Zhou Yan didn't think much of it, but he remembered this incredibly powerful artifact.

Now that Du Laiqiu needs his destiny and luck to suppress the backlash from the bloodline of the Ziwei Emperor, Zhou Yan has listed all the possible divine artifacts, including the Hetu Luoshu, the Jade Seal, and the Nine Provinces Cauldron.

In the end, the most suitable, the easiest to obtain, and the easiest to gain recognition for was the Celestial Constellation Chart, which had remained hidden in the East Sea Kingdom for thousands of years.

If Zhou Yan wasn't mistaken, Du Laiqiu was probably trying to obtain the Celestial Constellation Map. To be even more ruthless, this woman might not even be in the Eastern Xia United Kingdom, but had gone to the Eastern Sea Kingdom to flirt with Wang Xuan and his group.

Erlang Shen was unaware of the matter of the Heavenly Star Chart in the East Sea Kingdom, and therefore had no way of connecting it to the East Sea Kingdom.

Erlang Shen asked.

"So what we need to do now is take Chi You to find the Celestial Constellation Map and take this treasure before Du Laiqiu obtains it?"

Zhou Yan smiled wryly.

"That's how it is in theory..."

Erlang Shen looked at Zhou Yan with a puzzled expression.