Wandering Gods of Day and Night

"I am a forensic doctor, and I have an exceptional ability to observe the human body. I've memorized the thickness of your wrist long ago."

Lv Mingkun finished speaking, then carefully admired the watch on Zhou Xuan's wrist. He made sure it looked both stylish and fitting before quickly heading upstairs.

The fifth senior brother had just gone to rest, while Yun Ziliang returned, carrying large bags filled with food. He spread them out, inviting everyone to have another meal.

Zhou Xuan applied the lumps of meat to Little Fuzi's wounds, then silently summoned Miss Qiang within his heart.

Miss Qiang's consciousness seeped into the lumps of meat, which began to melt. They transformed into what seemed like clusters of glue, sealing the tears in Little Fuzi's wounds completely.

"Don't worry. Rest for one night, and not even a scar will remain," Miss Qiang assured them. Then, she hurried back to the Secret Realm to continue the "Double Ascension" battle with the Human Brain.

Zhou Xuan called after Miss Qiang, "Don't rush off! Just playing cards is boring. Do you have any idea of the richness of Monopoly?"

"Monopoly?"

Though Miss Qiang didn't understand what it was, she found it intriguingly interesting.

So Zhou Xuan described in detail the appearance, rules, and gameplay of Monopoly from his previous life to Miss Qiang.

She listened with great excitement and returned to the Secret Realm to start crafting the game using Black Water.

"Ah Xuan, you're such a playful soul—Double Ascension is utterly dull."

"Of course. You understand algorithms, which makes you unstoppable at Double Ascension, winning every round. Where's the fun in that? Monopoly, with its story content and elements of chance, suits you much better."

Miss Qiang nodded vigorously and soon became thoroughly engrossed in Monopoly with the Blood Well Human Brain.

Meanwhile, Zhou Xuan helped Little Fuzi to bed. Though he intended to rest as well, his keen ears caught Yun Ziliang and Peng Sheng discussing the topic of the Kongming Mirror.

Drawn by interest in the conversation, he headed downstairs.

...

"Taoist Yun, when we journeyed westward back in the day, we discussed the Kongming Mirror thoroughly. At the time, you believed that the Kongming Mirror wasn't exclusive to the Tree Clan; instead, it was widespread in Jing Country. It's just that the Tree Clan's unique physiology naturally allowed them to perceive the Kongming Mirror."

"I did say that."

"Then the two of us also deduced methods for ordinary people to glimpse the Kongming Mirror."

"Yes, we did."

"So, after your western expedition concluded, why didn't you widely promote the Kongming Mirror in Jing Country? You're not someone prone to hoarding knowledge."

Peng Sheng asked.

Zhou Xuan pondered Peng Sheng's question. Since Yun Ziliang had learned about the Kongming Mirror back then and used its principles to create escape scrolls,

it was evident that Yun Ziliang possessed deep knowledge of the methods involving the Kongming Mirror.

Yet, after all these years, the Kongming Mirror remained unknown to others. This inevitably led Peng Sheng to suspect... Could Yun Ziliang have been withholding information?

Faced with the skepticism,

Yun Ziliang let out a bitter laugh and said, "If I were hiding it, Hidden Dragon Mountain wouldn't have suffered a massacre of its Dragon Seeking Taoists, nor would I have been beaten into a half-human, half-ghost state by so many Daoists, stripped of my freedom, and forced to hide within the scrolls."

"Hmm?"

Peng Sheng and Zhou Xuan simultaneously reacted, realizing that the extermination of Hidden Dragon Mountain's clan stemmed from the Kongming Mirror.

"In the years following the western expedition, I delved deeply into the way of the Kongming Mirror. I even managed to create tangible Kongming Mirrors. Alongside thousands of Mountain People from Hidden Dragon Mountain, we began spreading the knowledge of the Kongming Mirror widely."

Yun Ziliang raised his head, looking toward the dim lamp, and said, "Then catastrophe struck. It was a night of bloodshed, filled with slaughter and agony. Everywhere, you could hear screams—there were Daoists in the sky, and men cloaked in black with unknown identities."

Hidden Dragon Mountain was utterly razed in a bloodbath. I didn't even discover who masterminded it."

Yun Ziliang sighed and added, "All I know is that their methods were vicious; anyone who knew about the Kongming Mirror was killed without exception."

"They killed so many from Hidden Dragon Mountain just to prevent the dissemination of the Kongming Mirror in Jing Country. If that's the case, why didn't they eradicate the Tree Clan altogether?"

Zhou Xuan asked.

The Tree Clan seemingly posed the greatest threat, as every member comprehended the Kongming Mirror innately.

"I have no idea either," Yun Ziliang replied. "Perhaps it's because the Tattoo Clan barely interacts with outsiders."

The Tattoo Clan—whether from the Tree Clan, the Ancient Clan, or their disciples—rarely ventured into the outside world. They were like people existing in isolation, evading history itself. This seclusion likely led to the Tattoo Clan becoming Jing Country's hidden Tangkou, present in virtually no ancient records.

"Could this massacre have been orchestrated by the Buddha Country people?" Peng Sheng interjected.

After all, the Hidden Dragon Mountain tragedy followed the Buddha Country invasion of Peng Town in the timeline.

Buddha Country people were well aware of the power of the Kongming Mirror. Killing those spreading it to hinder Jing Country's advancements made sense.

"Bullshit! Do you blame every heinous act on us from Buddha Country?"

Mo Tingsheng, dissatisfied, replied while lying on the ground.

Zhou Xuan threw a porcelain bowl at Mo Tingsheng's face, reprimanding him, "Who asked your opinion here?"

After Mo Tingsheng ended up bloodied and fell silent, Zhou Xuan continued, "Brother Peng, while Mo Gou's words are crude, they make some sense. Concentrating that many Daoists at once indeed doesn't seem like something within Buddha Country's capabilities."

If Buddha Country were truly that powerful, they wouldn't have resorted to the subtle method of using floods. They would've directly dispatched numerous Daoists to wipe Mingjiang Prefecture clean.

"I agree; it doesn't seem like Buddha Country's doing," Yun Ziliang added. "I escaped that slaughter by severing part of my physical form, hiding inside the Kongming Mirror to evade their pursuit. For nearly three centuries, I've been pondering who was behind the extermination of Hidden Dragon Mountain."