Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 407 - 224: Mother of Hundred Demons_3

Wuxiang Prison felt guilty and angry.

The anger was because the change in the history of Jing Country was indeed greatly related to Zhou Xuan, and Zhou Xuan always knew that the Ancient Clan had implanted a link within him.

"He has been pretending all along."

Wuxiang Prison and the Copper Coin Priest always thought Zhou Xuan was a fish in the pond, but unexpectedly, Zhou Xuan was actually enjoying the clumsy performance of the Ancient Clan in the pond.

Apart from anger, there was also guilt,

Wuxiang Prison knew that the history Zhou Xuan spoke of was true. If Zhou Xuan continued to speak, the Copper Coin Priest might be swayed.

The three Dharma Bodies of the Ming Stone Heavenly King—Wuxiang Prison, Wansese Realm, Dalou Tian—spent over a hundred years planting seven marks of thought in the Copper Coin Priest’s mind to continually brainwash him,

Such a great cost, if the Copper Coin Priest were swayed, Wuxiang Prison would be truly helpless to the point of crying without tears.

And the truth about history that Zhou Xuan spoke of would undoubtedly shake the marks of thought in the Copper Coin Priest.

"Bewitching words to delude the people."

Wuxiang Prison dug out the flesh and blood from the Copper Coin Priest’s chest and abdomen, climbed onto the Human Skin Temple, and with a few bites, completely devoured the temple.

With the Human Skin Temple being devoured, Zhou Xuan clearly felt a sense of release at his wrist.

"The Ancient Clan is breaking the link with me, they’ve been provoked by me." Before the link disappeared, Zhou Xuan said another sentence: "Peach Blossom Witch Peng Sheng died in battle for the Tree Clan, Hundred-Eyed High Priest, do not continue in enslavement..."

"Bewitching words to delude the people, bewitching words to delude the people."

After Wuxiang Prison completely devoured the Human Skin Temple, Zhou Xuan’s disturbing voice finally vanished, but when Wuxiang Prison looked at the Copper Coin Priest, he found the priest’s eyes had changed.

It was as if the eyes of a foolish, chaotic, and utterly unaware domestic pig suddenly revealed wildness.

The wildness granted to the Copper Coin Priest came not only from Zhou Xuan’s earlier words but also from a peach blossom.

A peach blossom tattoo appeared on the priest’s forehead.

This tattoo also transmitted images of Ming Stone Heavenly King’s atrocities against the Tattoo Tree Clan from three hundred years ago to the Copper Coin Priest.

"Ancestor, is what the Nuo God said true?

The Nuo God said the Lord of Netherworld Stone harmed our Ancient Clan, is it true?"

Wuxiang Prison did not answer; its gaze turned fierce as it thrust its right hand into its own heart, pulling out a small heart, which looked like a transparent sky-blue jade in its hand.

The jade was extremely tempting to the Copper Coin Priest, and his wild gaze was replaced by greed.

The Copper Coin Priest took step by step toward Wuxiang Prison, knelt down, received the heart, swallowed it in one gulp, chewing enjoyably,

As he chewed, the Copper Coin Priest was wrapped in a dim blue light.

The light suppressed the peach blossom tattoo on the Copper Coin Priest’s forehead.

The color of the tattoo gradually faded until it disappeared completely.

"Another mark wasted."

Wuxiang Prison was pained; for three hundred years, it had been necessary to wash the minds of the Ancient Clan to completely enslave them.

Mind cleansing was originally simple; it only required indoctrinating them from childhood with the belief that "Ming Stone is the Savior of the Ancient Tattoo Clan."

But, three hundred years ago, just before Peng Town became a forbidden land, a peach blossom from the Peach Blossom Ancestor Tree, which had already fallen into the Great Mother Star Pit, floated into the forbidden land.

This peach blossom became an invisible presence in the Tattoo Forbidden Land, or rather, it became part of the forbidden land. To destroy it means to destroy the entire forbidden land.

The peach blossom itself could not be destroyed, but its power was extremely weak, requiring members with very strong Perception to sense it, while the peach blossom would tell them the truth about history.

"The truth cannot be known by the Ancient Clan."

Wuxiang Prison planted marks on those with strong Perception, suppressing the peach blossom while using the marks for deeper brainwashing.

However, the effectiveness of a single mark was limited; the peach blossom was only suppressed and would constantly assault the mark, though with little strength, yet water drips stone wears.

Therefore, Wuxiang Prison had to constantly replenish the marks, and each one consumed its cultivation.

Fortunately, not many members of the Ancient Clan could sense the peach blossom in the forbidden land; otherwise, over these three hundred years, even thinking about regaining peak cultivation would be impossible, as the daily accumulated cultivation wasn’t enough to imprint the marks onto the Ancient Clan.

Zhou Xuan’s words just now shook the marks, causing the peach blossom tattoo to emerge, forcing Wuxiang Prison to add a new mark.

Once again bound by the mark, the Copper Coin Priest loudly called out to Wuxiang Prison: "Ancestor Ming Stone, please bless our Ancient Clan, let our Ancient Clan ascend to Jade Gate."

"Return."

Wuxiang Prison returned to the chest of the Copper Coin Priest, back to the deepest pit of the forbidden land.

He climbed onto Peng Sheng’s body again, drove away the Copper Coin Priest, and awoke Dalou Tian.

Dalou Tian was quite annoyed; the three Dharma Bodies had clear divisions of labor, Dalou Tian and Wansese Realm mainly focused on cultivation and restoring strength,

While Wuxiang Prison, though also cultivating, had to devote part of its energy to managing the Ancient Tattoo Clan.

The cultivation of the three Dharma Bodies required using the Ancient Clan as food; without strengthening brainwashing management of the Ancient Clan, this food would not come to them voluntarily.

But in just two days, Dalou Tian had been awoken twice.

"Waking me up again, how am I supposed to cultivate?"

"Dalou Tian, Zhou Xuan has become the greatest variable for the Ancient Clan." Wuxiang Prison gritted its teeth and recounted today’s events to Dalou Tian.

"Zhou Xuan... actually knows we planted a link in him? You fool, watching him for so many days, didn’t you notice any clues?"

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