Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 351 - 210 Five-Spice Compass_2

Zhou Xuan closed his eyes and repeated the "Dragon Seeking Formula" four or five times before opening them to take another look at the compass.

"The compass needle moved?" Zhao Wuya tilted his head to check.

"Reciting those formulas... turns out they’re useless."

"..." Zhao Wuya was dumbfounded, then snapped out of it. "You just made those lines up on the spot, didn’t you?"

"I saw them in some book before. Thought I’d try them out, but yeah, no effect. Anyway... Wuya, I’m starting to suspect this magnetic needle is plastered to the bottom of the heavenly pool."

Since the sword of a bygone dynasty cannot cut down the officials of the present court, Zhou Xuan wasn’t pinning his hopes on the compass either. He slapped the compass onto Zhao Wuya’s chest and dropped it, striding forward with long, determined steps.

"Landlord, where are you going?" Zhao Wuya cradled the compass, stuffed it back into his crossbody cloth bag, and asked Zhou Xuan.

"Your special move failed, so it’s time for me to use mine."

"What’s your special move?"

"I’ll call Lao Yun and ask what’s wrong with that stupid compass of yours."

"..." Zhao Wuya.

Telephones in Jing Country were a rare commodity, only the wealthy and prosperous businesses could afford to install one.

Based on the timeline, Yun Ziliang was probably out with Li Chengfeng locating the Dragon-locking Cave by now, so contacting him via phone was no simple task.

Fortunately, Zhou Xuan had two major assets: one, he could descend into Li Chengfeng’s body anytime he wanted, and two, Miss Gu’s Divine Lantern.

But descending into Li Chengfeng’s body wasn’t particularly practical at the moment. After all, it wouldn’t look great to suddenly have an out-of-body experience in the middle of the street. Even if he slipped into some secluded corner and successfully descended into Li Chengfeng’s body, what would he say next?

Zhou Xuan didn’t understand Dragon Seeking and couldn’t articulate the compass readings in technical terms, making it hard to clearly explain what was wrong with the compass to Li Chengfeng.

The best approach was to get Yun Ziliang on the phone with Zhao Wuya.

Zhou Xuan raised his head and looked at the Divine Lantern floating in the sky, gesturing for it to come closer.

The lantern immediately descended in front of Zhou Xuan, and Gu Ling’s voice came out: "Young Master, have you pinpointed the Dragon-locking Cave?"

"The compass is acting up. Go notify Li Chengfeng and have him find a phone nearby to call me."

"He’s going to find a phone, but what about you?" Gu Ling asked.

"I’m going to borrow a phone at the Yangfeng Newspaper office." Zhou Xuan pointed to the newspaper office building a few hundred meters away and explained.

Just a moment ago, while the compass had been leading them on a convoluted route, it had at least made Zhou Xuan notice the "Yangfeng Newspaper" building.

A media office like the newspaper company, no matter how profitable or not, would certainly have a phone. Their entire business revolved around trading in news—outdated communication equipment would be death to them.

"Alright."

The Divine Lantern streaked through the air, a red beam against the pitch-black night.

"Wuya, let’s move. To the newspaper office." Zhou Xuan beckoned to Zhao Wuya.

...

The Yangfeng Newspaper’s operations were quite extensive. The first floor housed numerous desk-bound reporters immersed in writing, the second floor was for advertising and distribution, and the third floor was the editing room.

Using the pretext of being "Si Ming’s friend," Zhou Xuan managed to glean from the doorman that there was a phone in the editing room on the third floor, and with Zhao Wuya in tow, he headed straight upstairs.

As soon as they entered the room, the eight editors in the editing room turned their eyes to Zhou Xuan, their gazes less than friendly.

Chief Editor Liu adjusted his glasses and asked Zhou Xuan, "And you are?"

"I’m a friend of Si Ming’s. Just need to borrow your phone real quick, you guys can carry on with your work."

In Mingjiang Prefecture’s media circles, Si Ming was a well-known figure. The Si Family owned the largest newspaper in Mingjiang along with several printing factories.

Chief Editor Liu had naturally heard of Si Ming’s reputation, but when he looked at Zhou Xuan’s youthful appearance, he found it hard to believe this was a friend of Si Ming. On the other hand, Zhou Xuan’s self-assured demeanor as he grabbed a chair and sat down made Liu hesitate to doubt him.

"Maybe he really is a friend of Boss Si."

Holding onto the philosophy of "better safe than sorry," Chief Editor Liu plastered on a smile and took a tea tin out of his drawer, making tea for Zhou Xuan and Zhao Wuya.

"Thanks."

Zhou Xuan accepted the tea, took a sip, and sat back waiting calmly for news from Gu Ling,

Meanwhile, Chief Editor Liu, still not entirely convinced, kept glancing at Zhou Xuan occasionally while reviewing the news drafts scheduled for the next day.

Five minutes later, a series of "tap, tap" footsteps echoed from outside the room—it was Gu Ling descending at the newspaper office entrance and making her way upstairs to find Zhou Xuan.

The sound of Gu Ling’s heels clicking against the newsroom floorboards was hard to ignore.

Chief Editor Liu followed the sound with his eyes and instantly stood up enthusiastically: "Oh my, Miss Gu, what brings you here tonight?"

Gu Ling was one of the most famous singers in Mingjiang Prefecture and also the boss of the Metropolitan. If Chief Editor Liu couldn’t recognize her, he might as well quit his position for being so out of touch.

While Chief Editor Liu recognized Gu Ling, she had no idea who he was. Walking over to Zhou Xuan, she slung her arm around his shoulder and said, "Young Master, Li Chengfeng has already gone to find a phone and said he’d call you as soon as possible."

"Alright, then. The matter with Hunger should show some progress in the next couple of days. Honestly, I’m a little envious of you guys in the Bone Elder Association, the God Traveling Department, and the City God—all sitting back and leaving everything for me, an outsider, to handle."

"How can you say that? You’re no outsider. The Painter himself insisted on making you the observer. As for the God Traveling Department, well, you’re welcome anytime, as long as you can command the Divine Lantern."

As Gu Ling and Zhou Xuan chatted idly, Chief Editor Liu, who stood off to the side, broke out into a cold sweat.

He wasn’t someone who dabbled in the supernatural or worshipped deities, so he’d never heard of the God Traveling Department. However, as someone who made his living off of trading news, there was no way he hadn’t heard of the Bone Elder Association.

Moreover, from the way Gu Ling had addressed him as "Young Master," Chief Editor Liu realized who Zhou Xuan was.

Recently, news had spread through all of Mingjiang, even the newspapers, about a certain "Young Master" who had cured Si Family’s eldest daughter of her insanity and was now treated as an honored guest of the Si Family.

"The kind of conversation these two are having... this is way out of my league!"

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