Wandering Gods of Day and Night

It was precisely because of this that Lv Mingkun showed an expression of "slight disdain."

"These two people are not ordinary. Take Mr. Feng, for instance. There's an Alien Ghost inside his corpse—the one known as Food Heaven."

"The very Alien Ghost that turned Master Senior into neither human nor ghost?" Lv Mingkun asked.

"That's the one," Zhou Xuan replied.

The Zhou Family's Troupe's Master Senior, Yu Zhengyuan, was one of the survivors of the Corridor River drought. After being afflicted by Food Heaven's curse, he contracted a strange illness. For years afterward, he had to consume raw meat and drink blood just to manage his condition.

"Now that would make for an interesting dissection."

Lv Mingkun was eager to see what the infamous Food Heaven, the entity that had tormented Master Senior, looked like.

"Fifth Senior, this Mo Tingsheng has a Peace Scale in his body. It represents his Buddha's image. You must extract it perfectly."

"Honestly, dissecting this man doesn't intrigue me, but since Little Junior wants me to do it, I'll certainly give it my best effort."

Lv Mingkun lightly patted the crying Mo Tingsheng on the cheek and asked, "Little Junior, are we going to dissect him alive, or dead?"

"What's the difference?"

"Well, live dissection means cutting him open right away. Dead dissection involves killing him first, then performing the procedure. It's more humane."

"For people like these from Buddha Country, there's no need to be so humane," Zhou Xuan said with a sly smile.

"You Jing Country people always emphasize compassion, righteousness... 'Compassion is invincible,' after all," Mo Tingsheng wailed like a desperate soul.

"You seem to understand twists and turns quite well. If you grasp it so clearly, how come when you were a kidnapper and destroying Mingjiang Prefecture, you didn't keep 'compassion' on your lips?"

Zhou Xuan gave Mo Tingsheng a hard slap across the face and said, "Fifth Senior, dissect him now. Reject any moral blackmail."

"Then let's begin."

Lv Mingkun pointed to an empty dissection table. Without hesitation, the Music Master threw Mo Tingsheng onto the table. Then, he recited the Protective Divine Spell, causing four fleshy tendrils to grow from his body, pinning Mo Tingsheng's arms and legs to prevent him from struggling and interfering with Fifth Senior's blade work.

"By the way, where is his Spiritual Communication Characteristic located?"

Lv Mingkun was skilled with a blade, but finding where the internal characteristic was hidden within the body was another matter—he didn't have X-ray vision.

"I'll go ask Mr. Li."

The Painter prepared to find Li Chengfeng.

"Don't bother Old Li. I have a better teacher right here," Zhou Xuan said, pointing to his own forehead.

"Miss Qiang, come out and pinpoint Mo Tingsheng's characteristic for us."

"I won't come out. Bone Elders are out there, and they know how to deal with me."

"How do they deal with you?"

"Orchids."

Miss Qiang explained, "I fear orchids the most. Just smelling their fragrance stops my consciousness from flowing. Those Bone Elders used orchids to trap me in the underground of Hui Feng Medical College."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xuan had a sudden realization. He recalled the first time he met Miss Qiang, when Li Chengfeng had been carrying a sack full of orchids.

"Well, isn't that ironic? The fragrant orchids the Jing Country people indulge in so willingly are your fatal weakness?"

Zhou Xuan found Miss Qiang's flaw rather amusing. He grinned and said, "Miss Qiang, don't worry. Come on out—I'm here, and the Bone Elder Association wouldn't dare trouble you."

"Really?"

"Trust me, absolutely."

With Zhou Xuan's repeated assurances, Miss Qiang reluctantly emerged from the Secret Realm, splitting off a portion of her consciousness and entering Mo Tingsheng's body through the corner of his eye.

"This Spiritual Communication Characteristic is essentially a form of human mutation, granting special abilities. Let me find where Mo Tingsheng's mutation is located."

After conducting a detailed assessment, Miss Qiang's consciousness returned to its main host and informed Zhou Xuan, "His xiphoid process has mutated. Because of the change in the xiphoid process, his entire body exhibits alterations—especially his tongue, where there's a lump of flesh standing upright like a tiny human."

"His xiphoid process, huh?"

Fifth Senior reached toward the xiphoid cartilage at the lower end of Mo Tingsheng's chest and pressed lightly. "It's indeed different from a regular person—normally a xiphoid process is slightly movable. His feels like solid metal—it doesn't budge no matter how much you press."

"If we extract Mo Tingsheng's bone structure during dissection, does that count as fully removing his Spiritual Communication Characteristic?" Zhou Xuan asked Miss Qiang.

"You can't just perform random cuts. I'll draw a precise location for you."

Using her consciousness, Miss Qiang grew a fleshy hand, picked up a pen, and marked a small rhombus shape on Mo Tingsheng's xiphoid process. His upper clothing had already been removed.

"Follow the spot I've marked when you use your blade," Miss Qiang instructed before quickly retreating back into the Secret Realm.

In the Secret Realm's Black Water, Miss Qiang murmured to herself, "This Buddha Country person's Spiritual Communication Characteristic is truly formidable. One mutation site has triggered changes throughout half his body."

Her monologue included the term "Buddha Country." The Buddha Country Main Brain, which had been roaming within the Secret Realm, immediately erupted in outrage and issued a "Declaration Against Buddha Country":

"Buddha Country is nothing but filth—treacherous and vicious. I am sworn to annihilate Buddha Country!"

"Here we go again."

Miss Qiang felt inexplicably irritated. Although she also hated Buddha Country, the Main Brain's perpetual tirades grated on her nerves, as if her ears were developing calluses.

She cupped her hands with Black Water and splashed it toward the Main Brain, shouting, "Shut up!"

One handful after another of Black Water chased the Main Brain around the Secret Realm, while the eight Blood Well Human Brains erupted in joyous laughter.

While the others had their fun in the Secret Realm, Zhou Xuan entered.

"Miss Qiang, I need a favor."

"Didn't I already mark the spot for the Spiritual Communication Characteristic? The location is very precise. I didn't even dare to draw the lines thickly."