Wandering Gods of Day and Night
Chapter 161 - 149: Blessing Law

Chapter 161: Chapter 149: Blessing Law

(Chapter 148 was slightly revised at the end, so this Chapter begins with Zhou Xuan performing the "Heavenly Official’s Blessing.")

The surface of Zhou Xuan’s Bone Teeth was covered with a layer of black, sticky liquid. The Ghost of the Big Head Baby emitted muffled cries as it was being absorbed by the Bone Teeth.

As the cries gradually faded, the black liquid on the Bone Teeth’s surface began to shine with a colorful luster, like a mask painted with intricate oils.

Zhou Xuan held the Bone Teeth and began tattooing the "Heavenly Official’s Blessing" on a large piece of human skin.

This tattoo was something Zhou Xuan learned after burning one incense. According to the normal cultivation progress at a Tangkou, it was typically a two incense pattern.

At one incense, the tattoo formed a Blood Map.

At two incense, the tattoo became a soul map.

In Zhou Xuan’s opinion, "Heavenly Official’s Blessing" seemed devoid of any sinister feel before the Heavenly God opened his eyes.

The background of the tattoo was a vast starry sky. The Heavenly Officer wore a white starry official’s robe, donned a tall crown, and sat upright on the Observatory, pinching a Jade Token with his left hand, a white Flying Lantern hanging from his right shoulder.

The Heavenly Officer mouthed prayers to the myriad stars. The starry sky sensed the Wish Power and generously spread its silvery-white radiance, scattering the blessing light upon the human world.

The aura of the entire tattoo was both wonderfully mysterious like the starry sky and filled with the majestic righteousness of the Heavenly Officer.

The two qualities, of the starry sky and the Heavenly Officer, converged in the night sky. If one stared intently, they could feel an extreme tranquility in the depth.

*While creating this tattoo, Zhou Xuan also felt an unprecedented calm, as if everything around him ceased to exist, leaving only him in the boundless world.*

*His mind was at peace, and his perception was almost closed off, save for the slight perception while wielding the needle. The rest of his awareness felt locked in a cocoon, without any fluctuations.*

*As a result, when a man and a woman entered the store, Zhou Xuan was completely unaware.*

The man and woman who entered were none other than Si Ming and Duan Qinglan.

Duan Qinglan was sensitive to cold. Although the weather was just starting to cool, she could manage with thin long sleeves, but she wore a thick padded skirt and draped a black cloak.

The cloak had a wide hood covering her head, casting her dignified and beautiful face entirely in shadow.

"Here so soon to ask for a refund?"

Yun Ziliang had been holding a teapot, watching Zhou Xuan tattoo. When he heard the footsteps and looked up, his heart sank. *Oh no, it’s the sucker who bought the ’Buddha’s Head’ yesterday.*

*In Yun Ziliang’s view, Si Ming had spent thirty thousand on the Buddha’s Head, and if he came back to the store just a day later, it was likely because he thought the product wasn’t up to par and wanted a refund.*

"This item is non-refundable."

Because Zhou Xuan had made thirty thousand yesterday, allowing him to raise his costs at the mahjong parlor from ten to fifty!

*If the money were refunded, he’d have to go back to pinching ten bucks at the mahjong parlor, wouldn’t he?*

"Boss Si,"

"Old Master,"

"What brings you here?" Yun Ziliang asked.

"Oh, the tattoo’s effect was great. I’d like to order another one for my daughter." Si Ming said with a smile.

Upon hearing "order another," Yun Ziliang’s eyes gleamed. Another sale meant his gambling funds would surely increase.

"Well, what can I say, our store prides itself on integrity, genuine goods at honest prices."

Yun Ziliang was already bragging. During this exchange, Little Fuzi had arranged the snack platter and handed two cups of hot tea to Duan Qinglan and Si Ming,

"Please, have some tea, esteemed guests."

Si Ming picked up the two cups, drank from one himself, and handed the other to Duan Qinglan, suggesting to her, "Madam, let’s sit in the outer hall first. The Young Master is busy, it’s inconvenient to disturb him."

"I will wait here, I won’t disturb him. You and the Old Master go sit in the outer hall."

Duan Qinglan accepted the tea, declined Si Ming’s offer, and throughout the entire process, her eyes never left the "Heavenly Official’s Blessing" that Zhou Xuan was working on.

"Is there something special about this tattoo?" Si Ming sensed that something was off with Duan Qinglan’s state.

"There’s indeed something special, but you can’t see it. Staying here is a waste of effort."

Duan Qinglan didn’t mince words with Si Ming, who simply smiled and didn’t take it to heart.

In Jing Country, there were many Tangkou, and the teachings varied greatly. What one Tangkou considered a precious item might be seen as junk by another.

For example, this "Heavenly Official’s Blessing." Si Ming saw it as a beautiful picture and left it at that, but Duan Qinglan saw something remarkable peeking through the tattoo.

After being chided by his wife, Si Ming followed her advice and went to chat with Yun Ziliang in the outer hall.

Without Si Ming’s interference, Duan Qinglan sipped her tea slowly, fully focused on examining the "Heavenly Official’s Blessing."

"Heavenly Official Blessing, nothing is off-limits."

This image was recorded in many ancient texts, with the most mentions found in the Bone Elder Association’s records.

Because in the era before the downfall of the nine great Heavenly Gods, on this vast continent, the six Heavenly Officers who prayed to the heavens were all selected from the Bone Elder. They performed blessings three times a year, beseeching the Heavenly God for blessings to take away some of the human world’s pain and disaster...

The Bone Elder Association’s understanding of the Heavenly Officer surpassed any other Tangkou.

"In the Bone Elder Association, there are many drawings of the Heavenly Officer, but none as detailed as this young master’s depiction of the blessing event. Is this young master truly from the Ancient Tattoo Clan?"

Duan Qinglan began to doubt. The former Ancient Tattoo Clan emerged with the Nuodai, not entirely severing ties with the secular world.

If someone from the Ancient Clan could indeed create the "Heavenly Official’s Blessing" tattoo, the Bone Elder Association would surely go to great lengths to acquire this tattoo.

But the Bone Elder Association hadn’t collected it over the years. The reason was likely that even the Ancient Clan couldn’t create this tattoo.