Wandering Gods of Day and Night
Chapter 144 - 135 Mother Palace Blood Tree_2

Chapter 144: Chapter 135 Mother Palace Blood Tree_2

"Damn, this tree eats people."

Zhou Xuan thought more and more about it, feeling horrified as he ran faster and faster, as if a gust of wind was beneath his feet.

He guessed that the bodies hanging from the trees were likely people who, like him, entered this strange space through the stone slabs.

Some might have come in intentionally, while others might have stumbled in by mistake, all ending up as corpses hanging from the trees, becoming nutrients for the Blood Tree.

*"Did the guidance from the Blood Well go wrong? I came to learn tattoos, not to march towards death."*

Zhou Xuan ran with all his might. After putting some distance between himself and the branches of the Blood Tree, he took out the Wash Away Injustice Talisman, intending to use a pen to erase the marks on the talisman and escape this eerie space,

just as the tip of his pen touched the paper. A bit more pressure, and he could have escaped,

but his body suddenly stiffened, as if a cold wind had blown from nowhere, freezing his limbs and body completely.

He watched helplessly as the Blood Tree’s infinitely extendable branches encroached inch by inch toward him.

*Zhou Xuan felt the breath of death approaching frantically.*

A drop of blood, from an unknown origin, traced a red line through the air, falling right in front of Zhou Xuan.

"The lamp casts no shadow~ The moon shines bright~ The bride weeps thinking of her groom~"

Unexpectedly, the Lantern Bride, who had been quietly residing within the Divine Revelation Secret Realm, emerged from Zhou Xuan’s body.

In this space, the connection between the Divine Revelation Secret Realm and Zhou Xuan was merely severed, but the Secret Realm was still within Zhou Xuan. Wherever he was, the Divine Revelation Secret Realm was there.

The bride, holding a lantern, illuminated the path for Zhou Xuan. The previously violent branches of the Blood Tree, when bathed in the light, instantly became docile, retreating like waves.

"The lamp casts no shadow~ The moon shines bright~ The bride weeps thinking of her groom~"

The bride sang a ballad, moving step by step toward the Blood Tree. Seeing this, Zhou Xuan followed suit instead of drawing a line on the Wash Away Injustice Talisman to escape.

*Since the bride could restrain the Blood Tree, there was nothing to fear.*

Yet Zhou Xuan didn’t put away his Wash Away Injustice Talisman, constantly prepared to draw the line, with the pen tip pressed against the paper, ready to flee at the first sign of trouble.

One after the other, they walked by the Blood Tree’s side, and then, suddenly, the bride stepped forward and merged into the Blood Tree, as if becoming one with it.

Immediately, the branches and leaves of the Blood Tree swayed gently, producing a rustling sound of joy that also affected Zhou Xuan, relaxing his taut nerves significantly.

This time, the branches no longer showed hostility towards Zhou Xuan. The corpses on the trees all vanished, replaced by a branch gently pointing to a certain spot beneath the tree.

The purplish ground in that location suddenly bulged into a fleshy lump, resembling a meditation cushion from both appearance and format.

"You want me to sit?" Zhou Xuan pointed at the cushion.

The branch nodded downward twice in response.

Zhou Xuan observed from where he stood for a while and sat on the cushion only after confirming there was no danger.

As soon as he sat down, Zhou Xuan noticed that the Blood Tree had changed its form—the tree blossomed, revealing a captivating crimson flower.

In the blooming flowers, dew clung, scarlet dew.

In mere moments, the tree began to bear fruit, lustrous yellow fruits, quite tempting indeed.

But soon, Zhou Xuan no longer intended to describe the fruits as "tempting"—the fruits rapidly grew, taking on the shape of babies, their eyes blood-red, mouths brimming with sharp fangs.

Their backs bore a red umbilical cord that extended from the tree.

It was then that Zhou Xuan realized,

this bizarre space was nothing more than a gigantic Mother Palace.

The contracting, expanding sky, equally purple and elastic ground, were the walls of the Mother Palace.

The Blood Tree was the placenta within the Mother Palace.

*"A very sinister place."*

Zhou Xuan looked up at the sky again, which expanded into a light purple, filled with an intricate web of blood vessels that were the blood vessels in the walls of the Mother Palace!

The tree inside the Mother Palace nurtured countless babies—

—As the babies grew, six branches that bore no fruit pierced through the ground, dipped in purple bloodstains, and tattooed patterns on the babies’ backs.

Amid some of the bloodstains, Zhou Xuan sensed abundant Buddha energy,

two branches dipped in this blood etched a "Buddha’s head" tattoo and a "High Monk Moon Gaze" tattoo.

Among other bloodstains, Zhou Xuan felt only a grim sense of yin,

two branches dipped in this blood created a "Ghost hand" tattoo and a "Copper Coin" tattoo.

In some bloodstains, Zhou Xuan felt both yin and masculine energy. The branches dipped in this blood created a "Incense Burner" tattoo and an "Eye" tattoo.

Zhou Xuan understood the components of these three types of blood deeply with his Perception.

The blood rich in Buddha energy was blood from a High Monk.

The grim, yin bloodstains came from corpses with not-yet-dried blood.

The blood containing both yin and masculine energy was a fusion of blood from Ghosts and Divine People.

"The branch’s strokes when doing the tattoos were the specialized tattoo strokes, the tattoo’s ink requiring those three types of blood,

the six images shown by the Blood Tree should each have unique uses as tattoo designs."

The Blood Tree was teaching Zhou Xuan how to do tattoos by using the growth of these "Tattoo Babies."

Especially the strokes,

a single tattoo required thousands of pricks into the skin, but where precisely to prick each time and with what depth, was vividly demonstrated by each branch, etching these strokes deep into Zhou Xuan’s mind.