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

Zhang Ye said in disbelief.

"So, Lord Bai Ze, you really did watch it all on your own, and then you didn't want to watch anymore?!"

Zhou Yan: "..."

Zhou Yan quickly shook his head.

"...Don't worry about the details."

Zhang Ye said with great enthusiasm. Search≮: 9＃—缌燯●×〔§物☆〃】肆

"Okay, okay, we don't care about these details, but what about the others? Lord Bai Ze, have you used your abilities to search for works by adults that you like?"

Zhou Yan: "..."

I already told you, don't worry about these details.

Seeing Zhou Yan's speechless expression, Zhang Ye couldn't help but laugh.

"You must have searched it, right? Haha, I knew it, Lord Bai Ze, you are the best search engine in the world."

At this point, Zhang Ye's previously excited expression fell.

"Lord Bai Ze, you must have had this experience before, right? You post a really cute anime picture in the group chat, but the downloaded anime is not as good as you expected. Either the picture quality is poor or it is badly distorted."

"I painstakingly downloaded the × month's doujinshi collection, which contains thousands of doujinshi, but most of them are ones I don't like. I have to search through these unpleasant works one by one to find ones that suit my taste..."

"These are still the better ones. The internal anime series and fan works are basically tens or hundreds of megabytes. The real problem is the romance movies. If you want to see them clearly, they are at least 1 gigabyte, and the larger ones are four or five gigabytes. Downloading these things is both laborious and time-consuming. When you click to watch them, the content may be very ugly. You know Bai Ze, right? Because of the cover fraud of the romance movies, the people of a certain state have sued the production company of the movies."

Zhou Yan nodded secretly. Of course, Zhou Yan knew about this. The story was about a working-class man who picked a movie he liked when he went home to watch it, only to find that the movie cover was deceptive. The more attractive the cover was, the more despairing the actual content was.

Afterwards, a lawsuit was filed, and the court agreed with the claim of cover fraud, ruling in favor of the working class.

This shows how uneven the quality of adult films can be.

Zhang Ye's eyes lit up.

"But you are different, Lord Bai Ze. You can freely use your own preferences as keywords to bring up the works you like."

"even!"

Zhang Ye shouted at the top of his lungs.

"You don't even need to download them! Just think about it in your head, and the anime, doujinshi, and romance movies that best suit your taste will come to you."

Zhou Yan was dumbfounded.

"What do you take my supernatural powers for?"

Zhang Ye spoke with righteous indignation.

"Can't Lord Bai Ze use his supernatural powers to amuse himself?"

Zhou Yan remained silent.

Zhang Ye, like a worm, arched his way closer to Zhou Yan.

"So, Lord Bai Ze, since I helped you, could you please make an XP collection for me?"

Zhou Yan rubbed his forehead.

"Let me sort this out first."

Now that we've determined what Jiufeng is going out to do, the rest is simple.

Zhou Yan happened to be very curious about what reward Su Dingguang, the leader of the Mi Luo Sect, had received from Mara.

I'll go check out the northeastern states of Indiana later.

Make up:

Chapter 659, Chapter Twenty-Nine: Seduction

"The plane has landed at Indy National Airport. The outside temperature is 23 degrees Celsius. The plane is undergoing orientation calibration. For your safety and the safety of others, please do not stand up or open the overhead bins..."

"Once the plane has come to a complete stop, please unfasten your seatbelt and gather your carry-on items to prepare for disembarkation. Please be careful when retrieving items from the overhead bins. Please collect your checked baggage from the baggage claim area. Passengers transferring to other flights at this station should proceed to the transfer counter in the departure lounge to complete the necessary procedures..."

Zhou Yan and Zhang Ye stood at the airport, silently watching the plane land in front of them as it continuously broadcast announcements.

Zhou Yan asked blankly.

"Is this the largest airport in the northeastern state of Indiana?" a neighbor asked.

Zhang Ye, who was standing next to Zhou Yan, nodded.

"Yes, it's still the cleanest one. After all, Jiufeng is a girl..."

When she said the phrase "After all, she's a girl," Zhang Ye slowly straightened her posture from the shoulders down, showing off her figure, which was even more impressive than Su Bijun's and Jiu Feng's.

Zhou Yan didn't even glance at Zhang Ye, who said somewhat dejectedly. 6

"This is the most likely place they could have come from." (Death)

After learning from Zhongdou Xingjun that Jiufeng had come to the Northern State of Indiana, Zhou Yan initially thought it would only take a few steps to reach Indiana, but he ultimately refrained from the idea of ​​going straight there and instead went to some of the best airports in Indiana to check for any trace of Jiufeng.

This is the fourth airport. Zhou Yan scanned the tarmac several times, and then his eyes lit up.

In a corner that local cleaners probably missed, a small footprint belonging to Jiufeng is hidden. Following this footprint leads to the airport terminal.

There were too many people coming and going in the hall. When Zhou Yan arrived, the footprints of Jiu Feng on the ground had been covered by the footprints of countless people. In addition, the cleaners in the hall had some professional ethics, so Zhou Yan couldn't find Jiu Feng's footprints inside or outside the hall.

Zhang Ye, who was standing next to Zhou Yan, looked around and sighed.

"It's been a long time since I've been home."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan turned to look at Zhang Ye.

"Do you know how badly you've hurt your family?"

Zhang Ye has angered the upper echelons of the Indiana community by killing many young people of the Celestial caste, which has led to the Zhang family's current predicament.

　●?⊥蕗¤[驷⌒∫死＿≮尓焦榴ｑU： Zhang Ye said nonchalantly.

"I once saw a popular celebrity who earned over 100 million yuan a year. Later, this celebrity was arrested for tax evasion. Some of his fans, who were still doing odd jobs and even renting houses, set up a fan club. They said they were afraid that their idol wouldn't have money to eat after he got out, and they wanted to donate money to him."

Zhang Ye glanced at Zhou Yan out of the corner of his eye.

"Although Lord Bai Ze is not one of those lower-class people who can't even afford a house, I think, does Lord Bai Ze need to worry about whether he will be a billionaire or a multi-millionaire after the interests of a group of class beneficiaries are damaged?"

Zhou Yan: "..."

That's true. No matter what, the Zhang family is still a god-like caste, born into a superior class. After Zhang Ye's incident, at most they'll go from being billionaires to multi-millionaires. Worrying about these people not doing well is as foolish as a working person worrying about a vampire capitalist not making money.

Zhang Ye and Zhou Yan walked out of the airport.

The interior of the Indiana National Airport was fairly well-decorated, at least meeting the average standard of large airports in the Eastern United States, as Zhou Yan perceived it. However, once outside the airport, Zhou Yan couldn't help but frown.

First of all, the ground environment is poor, with large areas of cement cracked and broken, and many people with tanned yellow skin standing under the shade of trees, with inexplicably uncomfortable gazes lingering around them.

Some farmers led their livestock past different corners, and Zhou Yan could see livestock excrement in most places.

Zhang Ye tilted his head and spoke to Zhou Yan.

"This place is relatively clean. If you've ever been to the Holy River, well, I once met some people from Midtown who were full of faith. They said they were coming to Indiana for a spiritual cleansing trip, but as soon as they got off the train, they saw the Holy River with rotting corpses on one side and countless religious people bathing on the other..."

Zhang Ye began to shake his head.

"I was so frightened that I immediately turned back."

Zhou Yan said indifferently.

"Anyway, I'm not here for tourism."

Zhou Yan held his breath and descended the steps outside the airport. Several brown-skinned Indian men who had been crouching in the corner came up to him with fawning expressions. Judging from their actions, Zhou Yan thought they wanted to be his guides, but he didn't need them.

Zhou Yan wasn't here for tourism. His purpose after leaving the airport was clear: to go to the headquarters of the Miro Cult in the Northeast.

After casually using illusion magic to lure away the Indian man who had come up, Zhou Yan led Zhang Ye to the main altar of the Miro Cult in just a few steps.

As it is a major religion practiced throughout Indiana, when Zhou Yan arrived, thousands of people were kneeling and praying outside the headquarters of the Milo Sect.

Some clergymen dressed in beautiful religious robes walked among different groups of people, collecting their offerings.

Because Zhou Yan and Zhang Ye were vastly different from the locals in Indiana in terms of both skin color and appearance, a relatively young clergyman approached Zhou Yan and Zhang Ye, clasped his hands together in a gesture of respect to Zhou Yan, and then asked a question.

"Excuse me, are you two visitors from out of town?"

The young man was speaking the Xia language of the Eastern Xia Federation in extremely fluent English.

It's worth noting that Indiana has hundreds of official languages, and people rarely learn their own, let alone learn Xia.

Zhou Yan asked in surprise.

"You can speak Xia language?"

The clergymen puffed out their chests in triumph.

"Yes, I went to East West University for college, majoring in literature."

Not to mention Indiana, even in the entire Eastern United States, those who graduate from university are considered highly skilled individuals.

And then these highly skilled people don't consider how to develop their hometowns, but just become clergy?

Seemingly sensing Zhou Yan's thoughts, Zhang Ye leaned closer and whispered.

“These guys have been separated from the lower class ever since they were able to go to university. You don’t actually think these people are on the same side as ordinary people, do you?”

The clergyman turned to the side.

"Since you two are guests from outside, you must not be very familiar with the history of our sect, right?"

The clergyman made a devout gesture of prayer.

"Would you like me to act as your tour guide and introduce you to the historical anecdotes and myths I've taught you?"

Zhou Yan wanted to refuse, but Zhang Ye familiarly took Zhou Yan's arm and whispered.

"Let's pretend to be close, maybe later you'll..."

Zhang Ye's smile was ambiguous.

"The girl she likes couldn't stand it anymore, so she came to confront you, Lord Bai Ze, about the cheating."

Zhou Yan: "..."

Jiufeng does indeed have a very bad temper and a strong possessive nature.

Although I didn't want to get too close to Zhang Ye, this method was indeed effective.

Zhou Yan nodded to the clergyman in front of him.

"Take us to see it."

"Please follow me, both of you."

I don’t know if outsiders have special privileges, but when Zhou Yan saw that local Indian believers had to queue outside to enter the headquarters of the Milo Church to pray for blessings, he didn’t have to queue after entering. He turned around and went in through a side door.

After entering through the side door, you arrive at a gallery made of gold paint and mineral pigments.

Mineral pigments have always been high-end pigments, both in the past and present, because compared to chemical and biological pigments, mineral pigments can remain unchanged for thousands of years.

Although the gallery has a history of thousands of years, when Zhou Yan arrived, he could see that the colors of the murals on the gallery were so vibrant that it seemed like yesterday.

The clergyman leading the way explained.

"My two guests, look, these are the two saviors who came to save the world when they sensed the great disaster that had befallen our state."

The clergyman reached out to two solemn-faced, classically styled mural figures.

Above these two mural figures is a ball of light with a human face. This ball of light is the supreme deity of the Mi Luo religion, known as the Heavenly Venerable, the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao, Mi Luo Heavenly Venerable.

The remaining two are the Fearless Goddess and the Great Mighty Goddess.

"With the permission of the Celestial Venerable Miro, the Fearless Celestial Maiden and the Great Mighty Celestial Maiden descended to the mortal realm to kill all kinds of evil spirits and demons, and to pass on their lineage..."

The clergy walked forward, and after introducing the main heroes at the beginning, the story began with the four heroes who descended to earth to slaughter all sorts of strange and monstrous evil spirits, gather the people together, and establish the Miro Cult.

Halfway there, the clergyman turned to Zhou Yan and spoke.

"By the way, gentlemen, have you heard of this? A historian has researched and found that the Mi Luo Tianzun of our Mi Luo sect is actually the embodiment of the Dao of Taoism, and the Great Mighty Heaven and the Fearless Heavenly Maiden are two past Heavenly Emperors."

Zhou Yan shook his head.

The clergyman took a step closer to Zhou Yan and smiled.

“I can find that paper, gentlemen. In fact, there are many similarities between the scriptures of our Mi Luo religion, Taoism, and Buddhism, so much so that religious scholars often discuss whether the supreme god of these religions is the same.

Zhou Yan was about to say that these experts were quite interesting, but the next second, Zhang Ye, who was holding Zhou Yan's arm, tightened his grip.