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

For some reason, Zhou Yan always felt that people who spoke so sweetly were probably not trustworthy.

However, since this man, who looked like a social elite, presided over the parade and said such inspiring words, and considering that he was from Xuanwu Academy, Zhou Yan guessed that Xuanwu probably wanted to use this student to create momentum.

Xuanwu, being such a powerful figure, is indeed not suitable to directly intervene; finding a few proxies would be more appropriate.

In short, the world seems to be undergoing tremendous changes without our noticing.

……

Half a day later.

"The plane will land at Zhongzhou International Airport in five minutes..."

"Please unfasten your seatbelt only after the plane has come to a complete stop..."

An airplane stopped on the tarmac, and then the cabin door opened.

Wu Shanfu and Xie Xin were the first to get off the plane. After they disembarked, they went out of the airport, where a black limousine was waiting.

Wu Shanfu and Xie Xin got into the car.

The car's destination was not a semi-entertainment venue like the Daxing Hotel that Zhou Yan and Zhu Que went to, but a very famous martial arts school in Zhongzhou City.

This dojo is owned by the Wu family. After making an appointment with Leng Qing, Wu Shanfu called her family's dojo.

Now that everyone who was in the way of the dojo has left, only a few cleaners and cooks remain.

Wu Shanfu got out of the car and entered the dojo. She walked from the entrance to the inner garden, but didn't encounter a single person.

Wu Shanfu walked to her favorite courtyard, which was a completely Chinese-style house with wooden floors, paper windows, ceramic flower pots, and a garden with a rockery in the center.

The entire courtyard, decorated in a Chinese Zen style, exudes a serene and tranquil atmosphere.

Wu Shanfu knelt on the wooden floor of a room in the courtyard, her gaze sweeping across the room as she asked a question.

"Xiao Xie, do you think this room is suitable for entertaining that master?"

Xie Xin also glanced at this antique-style house, which looked very charming, and then decisively shook her head.

"It's almost not quite right."

After hesitating for a few seconds, Wu Shanfu called over a few cleaners to remove all the decorative potted plants and paintings from the house, and then brought over a weapon rack, which was filled with one-handed swords, two-handed swords, single-edged swords and other types of swords.

Then they took down a painting with the character "静" (quiet) on the wall and hung up a painting with the character "武" (martial).

After transforming the originally tranquil and Zen-like room into one filled with murderous intent, Wu Shanfu asked Xie Xin another question.

"now what?"

Xie Xin nodded in satisfaction.

"That master must really like this room filled with the atmosphere of martial arts."

Wu Shanfu also felt the same way.

After all, that sword master who castrated himself, could kill his own children and wife at will, and liked to go out and fight to the death every now and then, must have no feelings for material possessions.

Only an environment with such a satisfying martial arts atmosphere can satisfy them.

……

Daxing Hotel, Presidential Suite.

Zhou Yan sneezed again.

The young man touched his nose a second time, puzzled.

Do I really have a cold?

Chapter Twenty: Imagination

Daxing Hotel, Presidential Suite.

Zhou Yan opened the door to the suite's living room, and a Chongming bird flew over from a hundred meters away and landed on Zhou Yan's shoulder.

Zhou Yan patted the Chongming Bird's head and led the giant eagle to the living room sofa.

On another sofa, Su Xiaowan, who had already transformed into human form but was still a fluffy fox, lay face down with the wordless book given to her by the God of Literature under her head. Her small, fluffy fox legs were tapping up and down, giving the impression of a primary school student doing homework on the sofa.

Zhou Yan glanced at the wordless book. It was indeed wordless, with different patterns appearing at different times. Zhou Yan had seen these patterns before; they were said to be visualization diagrams for Qingqiu magic. As long as you looked at them and visualized them, you could learn immortal techniques.

Of course, Zhou Yan's Bai Ze bloodline is something he can't learn no matter how you look at it.

The Chongming bird cooed a few times in Zhou Yan's ear, and after Zhou Yan sat down on the sofa, it flew to Zhou Yan's lap and pointed its little wings at Su Xiaowan, the humanoid fox who was learning magic.

Zhou Yan understood the meaning of the Chongming Bird.

Su Xiaowan's awakening level is now 21%, while the Chongming Bird's awakening level is only 11%. In addition, Zhou Yan brought Su Xiaowan the wordless book, causing the Chongming Bird to become psychologically unbalanced.

Zhou Yan gently patted the Chongming Bird's head and said softly.

"After the competition among our four schools, I'll take you to the Ten Thousand Miao Mountains."

The Ten Thousand Miao Mountains are teeming with venomous insects, and the way for the Chongming Bird to increase its awakening level is by eating and expelling these venomous insects. The Ten Thousand Miao Mountains are simply a perfect place for the Chongming Bird to farm awakening level.

The Chongming bird blinked its puzzled eyes and cooed.

A banner emerged from beside the bird's head.

What kind of place is the Shiwanmiao Mountain?

Zhou Yan laughed.

"The place that can make you stronger quickly, hmm, once you reach 100% awakening, I'll take you there to enhance your bloodline."

Zhou Yan's two pet auspicious beasts have different bloodline levels. Su Xiaowan has a demigod-level bloodline, while the Chongming Bird has a demon-level bloodline. They are both family members. Zhou Yan doesn't care about others, but he has already planned to upgrade the Chongming Bird's bloodline level in the future.

Of course, this is not the limit. If possible, Zhou Yan wants to create two god-level henchmen for himself. You should know that the Four Symbols Divine Beasts only have four True Gods. If he has three True Gods on his side, the Four Symbols Divine Beasts will have to think twice before they dare to veto his decisions.

"Me, anxiously standing on the street,"

You, looking melancholy in the restaurant.

Partitioned frosted glass,

"His eyes were filled with sadness..."

Zhou Yan's phone, which was on the coffee table in the center of the sofa, started ringing.

Zhou Yan took the phone, answered it, and Zhu Que's voice came through.

"The training instructor I found for you is ready. Go down to the Daxing Hotel, someone will be waiting for you at the entrance."

Zhou Yan asked in surprise.

"So fast?"

Zhou Yan has only been off the plane for a few hours, and it's not even dark yet, and the other side has already come looking for him?

"Perhaps your swordsmanship coach is very enthusiastic. Anyway, you'll practice swordsmanship with your coach today, and tomorrow get up early to come with me to the House of Representatives. Don't be late."

"clear."

Zhuque hung up the phone.

Zhou Yan put down his phone, placed the Chongming bird aside, and gave Su Xiaowan another instruction.

"Xiao Wan, take good care of Chongba, I have to go out for a while."

"Yes, I'll take good care of the house."

Zhou Yan left the presidential suite.

……

First floor of Daxing Hotel.

Xie Xin, dressed in a black suit, stood at the door, glancing at the elevator on the first floor of the hotel every now and then.

"Ding……"

After seeing the elevator doors open for the third time, the three people stepped inside.

The three people were a well-dressed middle-aged man, a beautiful young woman with her arm around him, and Zhou Yan, who was expressionless and dressed in casual clothes.

The moment Xie Xin saw Zhou Yan, her eyes widened instantly, and her pupils contracted rapidly.

There's no mistake, it's that sword master I saw in the video.

Xie Xin first focused her gaze on Zhou Yan's chin. Zhou Yan's beard was controlled by probability; it was very clean and looked very smooth, without even a stubble.

Xie Xin nodded secretly.

This master must have actually castrated himself.

The sword should be kept far away from emotions, and this master did just that!

The purity is truly frightening.

Xie Xin then looked at Zhou Yan's feet. As the saying goes, "the sword moves three parts and the feet move seven parts." Whether it is unarmed combat or cold weapons, the lower body is the most crucial part. Zhou Yan's steps were steady and unwavering, showing that he had received rigorous training. His lower body skills were evident to the naked eye.

Xie Xin looked at Zhou Yan's hand again.

Xie Xin has an uncle who is of the white-headed ape lineage. His weapon is a spear. After years of spear training, the calluses on his hands are so thick that he can no longer clench his fists.

The same applies to swordsmen; any swordsman who maintains daily basic training will have calluses on their hands. However, Zhou Yan's palms have thin and delicate skin, and do not appear to have the thick calluses left by years of training.

Xie Xin was immediately puzzled. How could a sword master not have thick calluses on his hands?

Oh no!

Xie Xin's eyes lit up.

She seemed to have heard an elder mention that some great martial arts families or forbidden areas had produced some body-strengthening immortal techniques and martial arts. Among them was a saying about being reborn, which meant that some martial arts masters, after training for a certain period of time, would first lose their teeth and then grow new teeth as white as glass.

Then the skin undergoes a transformation. The first transformation is the shedding of dead skin and thick calluses, leaving the skin as soft as a baby's. Then all the skin pores close, so even in the coldest weather, your breath will not produce white mist.

This is what prevents leakage.

The physical body, essence, energy, and spirit are completely sealed within the skin, never leaking out in the slightest. This level is already considered a terrestrial immortal.

Zhou Yan's face and hands still had pores, indicating that he was a semi-terrestrial immortal whose dead skin and calluses had all fallen off, but who was still a bit behind.

Xie Xin looked into Zhou Yan's eyes again and saw a pair of indifferent eyes. Although the emotions revealed in these eyes were not much different from those of a normal person, Xie Xin inexplicably thought that this sword master opposite him might be wearing these cold, emotionless eyes on the battlefield, in the deadly battles between various sword masters, wielding the weapon he regarded as his life, cutting down enemies and all the soldiers on the battlefield one by one. The bursting of life and flesh stained the sword master's indifferent face with a few traces of brilliance.

Then, standing atop the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, holding a sword smeared with flesh and blood that had reaped the lives of countless enemies, he looked at the equally indifferent moon in the night, his blood-stained, pale lips parted, and he spoke with a self-mocking tone.

"I'm so lonely."

Zhou Yan walked up to Xie Xin, who smiled and asked him a question.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Zhou Yan? I am Ms. Wu Shanfu's driver."

Zhou Yan nodded, and the young man glanced at Xie Xin again.

Sword Ape, or a Sword Ape with high awakening level, could it be that the coach I find for myself later is also a Sword Ape?

Zhou Yan withdrew his gaze.

"Lead the way."

Xie Xin's heart sank. She felt that Zhou Yan had glanced at her more than once, probably because he realized that she was also a swordsman. Then, Zhou Yan nonchalantly looked away, probably because he realized that she was no match for him.

Am I not even qualified to let this master do something?

Of course, this is to be expected, since the person on the other side is a near-immortal.

I was almost at the pinnacle of martial arts.

Xie Xin turned and walked towards the door. After exiting the door, he drove his black luxury car to Zhou Yan, who then sat down in the passenger seat.

Xie Xin turned the car around and drove off onto a main road.

The dojo was not far from the Daxing Hotel. Xie Xin drove for fifteen minutes and arrived at the parking lot of the Wu Family Dojo. After parking the car, Xie Xin got out first, then went to the passenger seat where Zhou Yan was, opened the door, reached out and bent down.

"Mr. Zhou, I'll take you to see Miss Wu."

Zhou Yan got out of the car, and Xie Xin closed the door and walked in front of him. Strangely, even though she couldn't see Zhou Yan behind her, Xie Xin felt that his gaze was wandering around behind her.

Of course, wandering around randomly doesn't mean anything ambiguous. Xie Xin thinks Zhou Yan might be thinking about how many swords he could use to dismember him, or how to cut his muscles in the best way.

Xie Xin had thought about this question when she followed some teachers and classmates in the past.

Because Wu Shanfu had dismissed all the unimportant people in the dojo beforehand, there was no one at the entrance of the Wu family dojo, and no one inside either. Zhou Yan followed Xie Xin to the small courtyard where Wu Shanfu was in a very quiet manner.

Then, walking from the small courtyard, we arrived at Wu Shanfu's small room, which was about eighty square meters in size. Wu Shanfu had tidied up the room, with a weapon rack full of swords in the corner, a heavy punching bag, and a painting with the character "武" (martial arts) on the wall.