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

Name: Song Qing'e

Age: 16.

Height: 152 cm.

Weight: 41 kg.

Personal attributes.

Strength: 25 (1 represents the average physical fitness of an adult)

Neural reaction speed: 25

Agility: 25

Stamina: 500

Intelligence: 500 (Speed ​​only)

Spirit: 20000

Perception: 20000

Bloodline: Wood Spirit, Ginseng Essence

Awakening level: 67%.

Bloodline Awakening Passive Skill.

Spiritual Body: Both flesh and blood are top-grade immortal plants.

Bath water: Water/happy water/milk that has been bathed in with ginseng essence, all bodily fluids, can cure all diseases and prolong life. Young man, why not have a cup?

Sustaining life: Essence and blood can invigorate the spirit and vitality.

Earth Escape: To the ginseng spirit, earth is the same as water.

Gathering Spirit: It can only grow in areas rich in spiritual energy; it will get sick if it stays in a polluted environment for too long.

How to consume: If you don't mind the bitter taste, it is recommended to swallow it as a pill.

"Waaah..."

When the cute and adorable ginseng spirit next to Zhuque noticed that Zhou Yan had glanced at her a few more times, she quickly and shyly hid in front of Zhuque, letting Zhuque block Zhou Yan's view.

Zhuque patted the ginseng spirit's soft, golden hair.

"Little guy, it's time to get down to business."

The ginseng spirit sniffed, pulling back the tears that had welled up in her cute eyes from shyness. Then she turned around and stood in front of Bai Rusu. The girl took out a lancet from her pocket and carefully placed it on her index finger, her forehead sweating.

"Ugh..."

The moment the blood-drawing needle pierced her skin, the ginseng spirit trembled. Several seconds later, the ginseng spirit took a breath and, with teary eyes, raised her hand to Bai Rusu's forehead.

A drop of bluish blood slowly seeped out from the finger that had been cut by the lancet and fell.

Bai Rusu's forehead was wet, but within a few seconds, the blood was quickly absorbed by her skin.

Zhou Yan, who was sitting near the door, pursed his lips.

The mortality rate for this white-skinned woman dropped to 50% within a week.

Is this ginseng extract really that effective?

It truly lives up to its reputation as a wonderful product that can cure diseases and prolong life through bath water.

"Little guy."

Zhuque turned around and faced Zhou Yan.

"How have you been at school lately?"

Chapter Sixteen: Killing Two Birds with One Stone

"Yes, I'm doing well at school."

Zhou Yan withdrew his gaze from Bai Rusu and lowered his head.

Zhuque nodded.

"I heard your parents recently quit their jobs and went on a round-the-world trip?"

This isn't a secret, and Suzaku knows it's nothing strange, but bringing it up now just feels a little off.

Zhou Yan answered, forcing himself to speak.

"My parents are getting old and want to go out for a walk."

“It’s normal to travel. When I was young, I also thought about traveling around. But your parents are just ordinary people, and the world is so chaotic. So I took the liberty of finding a demon-level bodyguard to secretly accompany your parents.”

Zhuque took a step toward Zhou Yan. This woman was shorter than Zhou Yan, but at this moment she spoke in a condescending manner.

"You won't mind, will you?"

I don't mind, what's wrong with my parents getting a bodyguard for free? As for my parents being controlled by Suzaku, that's nothing either.

Anyway, Zhou Yan won't rebel against Zhuque until the time comes, and when the time comes, Zhuque's methods won't be able to threaten him. For example, when he reaches a high level of awakening, he can directly manipulate the probability to make the awakened one protecting his parents die from a heart attack, or a tornado suddenly appears where his parents are, sweeping them out of the house, out of the mountain road, and right in front of him.

In probability theory, anything with a non-zero probability is bound to happen, such as a monkey playing the complete works of Shakespeare, or a blonde, twin-tailed, tsundere childhood friend defeating a newcomer.

Therefore, having the ability to control probability is almost the same as being omnipotent.

Zhou Yansan smiled.

"My parents can have more fun now that they have bodyguards."

Zhuque's lips curled into a smile.

"Very good. Also, I heard you did a lot of willful things at school?"

Zhou Yan paused for a few seconds before speaking.

"I'm still young."

Zhuque liked this answer. Compared to those who believed whatever they said and would lick her shoes to get her attention, Zhou Yan, this troublemaker, had the right attitude.

The taste that Suzaku had always wanted, but which has now been completely lost.

"very good."

Zhuque clapped and chuckled.

"How can you be young if you're not reckless? Kid, do whatever you want. I'm looking forward to seeing how far you can go."

Sun Wukong, who caused havoc in Heaven, eventually became the Victorious Fighting Buddha.

Zhuque didn't care about Zhou Yan's antics. Like Bai Rusu, she felt that Zhou Yan would eventually end up like them, but Zhuque was more patient than Bai Rusu.

"Come on, let me introduce you."

Zhuque gave the ginseng spirit a look, and the ginseng spirit walked over shyly. When it got to Zhuque's side, it grabbed Zhuque's hand and hid half of its body behind Zhuque.

"This is Song Qing'e, her bloodline is ginseng essence, she is the most favored one among my treasures. If you, monkey, get into trouble in the future, you'll have to rely on this child to save your life."

"You, hello..."

The ginseng spirit spoke shyly, its voice soft and sweet, matching its appearance.

"Hello, my name is Zhou Yan, and my bloodline..."

Zhou Yan looked at Zhuque.

"Ah, something just came to mind."

The school hospital director, who hadn't said a word but possessed high emotional intelligence, ran out and closed the door behind him.

Only after the hospital director left did Zhuque speak to Song Qing'e.

"This child's bloodline is that of the Six-Eared Macaque, which is very powerful."

Song Qing'e nodded slightly, but did not reply.

"Alright, now that the introductions are done, let's get down to business."

"Zhuque asked."

"Zhou Yan, are you aware that Xuanwu has become the Secretary of State of the Federal Government?"

Zhou Yan nodded without saying a word.

Zhuque narrowed his eyes.

“This is not normal. Xuanwu is the most indifferent one among us. He is not even interested in power and only wants to live a carefree life in his own little corner of the world. But now he has forcefully intervened in the political situation of the federal government.”

"Little one, tell me, do you know why?"

Zhou Yan gave a wry smile.

"Lord Suzaku, you're overthinking it. Let's not even talk about how low my awakening level is right now and how little I can hear. Even if I could eavesdrop, do you really think I would dare to eavesdrop on other divine beasts?"

Zhuque nodded in understanding.

She wasn't surprised by Zhou Yan's reply.

and so……

"Zhou Yan, get ready. I'll take you to the Capitol Building in Zhongzhou tomorrow."

Five days later, Xuanwu will hold a detailed tax meeting with the leading capitalists in the country at the Capitol Building. This is the first time Xuanwu has confronted capitalists since he became Secretary of State. Congress even declared that this meeting could determine the fate of the Eastern Xia United States for the next hundred years.

With such a massive publicity campaign, many media outlets and capitalists have focused their attention on Xuanwu, waiting for his solo performance.

As a top awakener and the de facto ruler of the eight state governments, Zhuque naturally had to go. Not only did she have to go, but she also had to bring Zhou Yan along, making sure she could hear everything about Xuanwu.

Zhuque wanted to see what price the federal government was willing to pay to make the seemingly useless Xuanwu stand on the side of the federal government, even if it meant going against the tide of history.

……

On the other side, in the individual training room for top students.

Lin Lei sat to one side, clutching his Liewu sword, his eyes vacant.

Since losing to Zhou Yan three days ago, Lin Lei has often been staring blankly with his sword in his hand, then questioning his life and whether he is capable enough. He couldn't even beat Zhou Yan, so what would happen if he went to the four schools competition?

Can it be successful?

"Splash!"

The training room door opened.

Leng Qing, wearing a zombie mask, walked in.

Lin Lei glanced at Leng Qing, and a little light returned to his empty eyes, but he was still in a limp, lifeless state.

Leng Qing asked a question.

"You want to compete in the four-school competition in this condition?"

Lin Lei made a self-deprecating remark.

"I can't even beat the new junior, what right do I have to compete? Senior, I..."

Lin Lei's eyes were red.

"Give up on me, let me fend for myself."

Lin Lei participated in the previous four-school competition. He lost in the second match and didn't even make it into the top ten. However, he lost to a senior seed player, so Lin Lei didn't think much of it. Now it's different. Zhou Yan has only been in the school for less than two months and was the guy who used to go toe-to-toe with Lin Anru.

Losing to this guy is too humiliating, and Zhou Yan hasn't even come to see him yet. Lin Lei has no idea what Zhou Yan will order him to do later as the victor.

The more I think about it, the more painful and powerless I feel.

Lin Lei even considered suicide.

Leng Qing kicked Lin Lei in the face, and Lin Lei rolled dozens of times on the ground before hitting the wall and stopping. After stopping, Lin Lei did not get up but lay motionless on the spot.

Leng Qing mocked.

"When I first participated in the four-school competition, my teacher told me that failure is a prerequisite for success. As long as you can learn from your failures, success will not be far away."

Lin Lei said nonchalantly.

"Anyone can spout inspirational quotes."

Here's an interesting finding from a survey conducted by sociologists: those who believe in inspirational quotes tend to have lower IQs.