Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 1102 - 426: Daoist, Have I Made It? (Part 2)

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Chapter 1102: Chapter 426: Daoist, Have I Made It? (Part 2)

Fish Bodhisattva pointed at the floor tiles of Mahayana Temple and said, "This temple is connected to Yunlu Mountain. I transformed Yunlu Mountain into an alchemy furnace, which whether used for refining Human Pills or Qi Pills, requires a feng shui treasure land,

Once the alchemy furnace ignites, it needs the spiritual energy of the treasure land to regulate the fire’s heat. However, this spiritual energy within these feng shui treasure lands actually has a fixed amount, and it’s hard to recover once consumed,

According to my estimation, Yunlu Mountain’s original spiritual energy could have lasted two thousand years, but now, after just nine hundred years, not even one-tenth of its spirit remains."

"The Fire Sect people stole your spiritual energy?"

Zhou Xuan understood and asked.

"Exactly! Although I don’t know precisely who is stealing my spiritual energy, my spiritual energy only started to deplete significantly about three hundred years ago."

Fish Bodhisattva said, "Mystic Master, in just three hundred years, those people stole nearly a thousand years’ worth of Yunlu Mountain’s spiritual energy, which shows the massive scale of their alchemy,

Such a massive scale, apart from that bunch of trash from the Fire Sect, others don’t even come to mind."

"All right, Yellow Field Prefecture and Jingchuan Prefecture have Fire Pits from the Fire Sect. Do you know of any other prefecture cities with Fire Pits?"

Zhou Xuan asked.

"I don’t know. Mystic Master, you could take down these two Fire Pits first, and then trace them to find more. As long as we wipe out all the Fire Pits of the Fire Sect, then once the Buddha Well War erupts, we raise our call, and we become the higher-ups of Jing Country."

"You want to be the higher-ups of Jing Country?" Zhou Xuan’s expression slightly changed.

"Isn’t this our plan?"

"Our plan is to become the indestructible master of the starry sky! Can you be a little more ambitious?"

Zhou Xuan, ever the professional, even though he was about to close the net on Fish Bodhisattva, still earnestly laid out the vision for him.

As Fish Bodhisattva spent more and more time in the colorful play, his vigilance steadily declined, and his trust in Zhou Xuan grew continuously.

So, every word Zhou Xuan spoke, he indiscriminately absorbed into his heart.

Even the cakes Zhou Xuan drew, he believed without doubt.

He saw Fish Bodhisattva slap his head and say, "Yes, yes, we are to become the rulers of the starry sky. Mystic Master, I just joined you, and my spirit hasn’t caught up yet."

"Learn more, see more, and for now, the urgent matters are our top priority."

Zhou Xuan couldn’t extract any more valuable information from Fish Bodhisattva, and keeping him around was pointless. Better to use his deceit techniques and finish it early.

"Business is our priority, but Mystic Master, what business are you referring to?"

"First, we must cut down Alchemist Bai Lu, then between the two of us, draft an agreement document, setting down in writing the 40% profit share that needs to be overtly given to the Witch God."

Zhou Xuan meticulously planned for Fish Bodhisattva, treating a scam as a genuine matter.

Fish Bodhisattva had some difficulty, saying, "Mystic Master, giving you a 30% profit share, and issuing dividends every two hundred years, there’s no problem with that, but giving the Witch God 40%... You’re a capable person, can you help me..."

"Help you say a few good words, ask the Witch God to take a smaller profit share from you?" Zhou Xuan asked, with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.

"That’s exactly what I mean."

"You, you, as your master, I repeatedly stress, framework." Zhou Xuan once again assumed the air of a teacher reprimanding a student, "In the future, we aim to grow the market for Human Pill business to a hundred times its current size. Don’t just obsess over the profit shares you have right now,

Even if you only hold onto a 10% share, multiply it by a hundred, your wealth is still ten times what it is now. Isn’t that enough? 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

If you are overly concerned about your current small patch of land, and anger the Witch God, anger me, we will leave you behind, and you can cry over your meager assets."

Fish Bodhisattva’s mind was now half water, half flour, unmoving, for one small shake would turn it to mush.

Even the simplest arithmetic operations took him a long time to figure out by counting on his fingers.

Zhou Xuan saw his staggered state of being so easily swayed and was even more reassured, ready to apply the "Colorful Play Master" techniques anytime.

Finally, after Fish Bodhisattva counted with his fingers, going over it again and again, he showed a warm and radiant smile,

"Mystic Master never deceives me, I just calculated and indeed, as you said, as long as we grow our business large enough, my profit share, giving a bit more to the Witch God or less, doesn’t make a difference."

Zhou Xuan inwardly sneered, but with warmth said, "Lao Yu, there’s no time like the present, let’s go draft the agreement document."

"Isn’t that incorrect, Mystic Master, shouldn’t we kill Alchemist Bai Lu first?"

"Already done." Zhou Xuan said.

"When did it happen?" Fish Bodhisattva asked.

Zhou Xuan pointed to a wall and said, "Look at the bloodstains on that wall, flowing all over the ground, Bai Lu’s intestines and internal organs splattered everywhere..."

This was the third level of the Colorful Play Master’s technique—Mirror Flower Water Moon, creating illusory scenes.

As for the second level of "Feigning Authority," pretending to be a convincingly false identity,

when Zhou Xuan posed as Fish Bodhisattva’s business partner, had long been quietly activated in the background.

Fish Bodhisattva hurried to turn his head and look, and sure enough, just as Zhou Xuan described, the wall was stained with blood, the vital organs on the ground still pumping freshly, looking like wriggling live fish, occasionally twitching.

However, something seemed amiss.

Fish Bodhisattva strained to recall, thinking, "Alchemist Bai Lu seemed to have merged into the southern wall, but the great master pointed me to the northern wall...

South... North...

South... North...

A country divided by north and south, is the Taoist Technique and Buddhist Law also divided north and south..."