Wandering Gods of Day and Night

Zhou Xuan felt nauseated after listening to Mo Tingsheng recount how the "Legend of the Hundred Spirits" came into existence.

A hundred infants, devouring each other, until only one remains—that surviving infant becomes the Legend of the Hundred Spirits. Such a practice, akin to "Cultivating Gu," is beyond cruel.

Even more abhorrent, Cultivating Gu typically uses insects, letting them slaughter one another. But these were infants.

After the disgust subsided, Zhou Xuan began to feel pity for Mu Hua.

Clearly, Mu Hua was the last surviving infant among the "Hundred Babies." From the moment of his birth, he was subjected to a battle for survival. After narrowly clinging to life, he was left mentally impaired and suffered endless bullying.

"All of this is the three-headed stone Buddha's fault. When I catch you, I'll rip off your three heads and use them as balls to kick."

Zhou Xuan silently swore to himself.

Mo Tingsheng continued, "Great Heavenly King, just grant me a little more time, and I promise I'll uncover the identity of the Legend of the Hundred Spirits nurtured by the Yumen High Priest.

When that day comes, we can summon the Mother of Hundred Demons to descend upon Mingjiang Prefecture."

"The Mother of Hundred Demons will definitely descend upon Mingjiang Prefecture." Zhou Xuan, playing the role of the Great Heavenly King, asked, "By the way, according to my information, you've been tarnishing Zhou Xuan's reputation in Mingjiang Prefecture these past couple of days. Do you have a backup plan for that?"

"I do, Great Heavenly King."

Mo Tingsheng said, "If the Great Heavenly King had descended a few days earlier, I wouldn't have needed such a sinister scheme. With just one of your fingers, you could effortlessly crush Zhou Xuan to death."

"What's your backup plan? Let me hear it. Perhaps killing Zhou Xuan won't even require my intervention—it might save me some effort."

Zhou Xuan asked.

"Ah, I've sent the Hundred-Eyed High Priest and a cadre from the Wansese Realm to the Capital Mansion. They've shared details about Zhou Xuan's situation with certain Great Divine Men and Great Yin People. Knowing that Zhou Xuan possesses the Double Secret Realm and has extraordinary Perception, now venturing into the Night Travel Realm, they're sure to be intrigued. They'll want to treat Zhou Xuan as prey."

Mo Tingsheng, growing excited as he spoke, added, "I've given those Great Divine Men and Great Yin People compelling reasons to act, because I know Zhou Xuan is an outsider. Smearing Zhou Xuan via the newspapers was just the first step.

I've made sure the citizens of Mingjiang Prefecture know Zhou Xuan is an outsider and an Evil Ghost. Naturally, those Great Divine Men and Great Yin People will know exactly how to exploit the rumors I've planted to take Zhou Xuan down."

Zhou Xuan gritted his teeth in frustration. This Mo Tingsheng—what kind of education did he receive in the Buddha Country? His cultivation might be low, but damn, he's full of malignant schemes and sinister tricks.

But then Zhou Xuan recalled the methods of the three-headed stone Buddha—how it deceived the entire Tree Clan. Buddha Country's treachery and cunning are clearly passed down in a single vein.

"You're trying to borrow a blade to kill someone?" Zhou Xuan voiced his suspicion. "But Zhou Xuan is protected by Mingjiang Prefecture and backed by Lord Jian and Lord Jiu from Ping Shui Prefecture. Is the blade you've borrowed strong enough to kill him?"

Mo Tingsheng grinned broadly and said, "Great Heavenly King, you don't understand Jing Country. Jing Country exists across multiple spatial layers. The Human World is the largest space, while the other layers are folded within.

When incense prayers from the Human World reach the Demigod realm, they're automatically summoned by the wills of the other spaces, pulling them into those layers.

All eight prefectures of Jing Country function this way. However, the Great Divine Men and Great Yin People within the Capital Mansion are immune to that summoning by spatial will. Thus, in the Capital Mansion, there are figures who dominate the eight prefectures and even possess qualifications to kill a god—the legendary humans of Nine Incenses."

At this point, Mo Tingsheng added, "The nine prefectures of Jing Country aren't tightly connected. But the reason the Capital Mansion can command the other eight prefectures is solely due to its overwhelming strength.

In Jing Country, it's exceedingly rare for gods to descend. When gods at the God-level under the Heavenly Dome forcefully descend, their powers are diminished.

Unless they can replicate what the Tree Clan did three hundred years ago in Peng Town—utilizing twelve clan members of Seven or Eight Incenses to have the Peach Blossom Ancestor Tree personally craft a God-level vessel—the gods cannot descend to Jing Country's Human World at full strength."

"Go on." Zhou Xuan raised an eyebrow.

Mo Tingsheng continued, "Since Jing Country's gods rarely descend, the strongest individuals in the Human World are the humans of Nine Incenses. The Capital Mansion harbors these fearsome people. If they choose to act against Zhou Xuan, can Mingjiang Prefecture or Ping Shui Prefecture protect him? They simply lack the strength to do so.

Unless the Nuo God awakens… but the Nuo God is deeply dormant and will not stir easily."

"What a venomous plot. You can't defeat anyone yourself, so you've decided to use borrowed blades to kill me." Zhou Xuan straightforwardly exposed him.

"Great Heavenly King, my goal is to kill Zhou Xuan, not you."

"Open your damn eyes and take a good look at me—who am I, exactly?"

Zhou Xuan's interrogation abruptly concluded as he flicked the gavel, removed the Bi Fang Mask, and sneered at Mo Tingsheng.

"You're not the Great Heavenly King—you're Zhou Xuan. That… that was… did you generate a dream for me?"

"Mo Tingsheng, you're a Taiping Monk, aren't you? The Buddha's image is tied to the Peace Scale, right? That Peace Scale of yours—I'll strip it out perfectly and make some use of that worthless trash."

From Mo Tingsheng's words, Zhou Xuan already deduced that the Buddha Country's Buddha's image corresponded to Jing Country's Spiritual Communication Characteristic.

The Spiritual Communication Characteristic can be stripped away and transferred to others.

"I… what did I say…?"

Mo Tingsheng could no longer recall precisely what he had just revealed.

"Let me jog your memory. You didn't say much—world-annihilation plans, the true story of Corridor River back then, oh, and your scheme to leverage the Great Divine Men and Great Yin People of the Capital Mansion to kill me, among other things."

The more Mo Tingsheng listened, the more he despaired. He'd thought his Divine Soul was strong enough to resist Zhou Xuan's extraction, but instead, he had unwittingly spilled all of his secrets.

"Mo Tingsheng, oh Mo Tingsheng. If I were to drag you before Mr. Feng and let him know that you were the mastermind behind the drought at Corridor River years ago that killed tens of thousands—just how do you think Mr. Feng would handle you?"