Wandering Gods of Day and Night
Chapter 162 - 149 Blessing Law_2

Chapter 162: Chapter 149 Blessing Law_2

For a moment, Duan Qinglan’s attention shifted from the Heavenly Official within the tattoo to what kind of background Zhou Xuan had.

*She couldn’t help but want to find someone to investigate Zhou Xuan’s background, but eventually suppressed that impulse.*

In the martial arts world, everyone had their own background and secrets. Random inquiries were a taboo. If the other party found out, at best, it would sever their relationship, at worst, it would invite retaliation.

The Bone Elder Association was too powerful to fear retaliation, but Duan Qinglan knew how mystical Zhou Xuan’s tattoos were. She was very afraid of severing ties, so she dismissed the idea of probing into Zhou Xuan’s identity.

"Phew, that was exhausting."

Zhou Xuan finally finished the last stroke.

Every time a tattoo was completed, mysterious phenomena would manifest. For example, when the Buddha’s head tattoo was finished, the sound of a Buddha bell would ring out.

"The ’Heavenly Official Blessing’ had a higher grade than the ’Buddha’s Head,’ so naturally, it also had phenomena,

you could see the last stroke of Bone Teeth fall, and the white lantern hanging above the Heavenly Official’s shoulder trembled gently. The silver light of blessing poured from the sky, flowing slowly, like a waterfall descending from the heavens, making the tattoo map come alive.

"Could it be like this!?"

Duan Qinglan pulled her wide hat back half an inch, fearing the shadow inside the hat would obstruct her view and she wouldn’t be able to see the tattoo clearly.

The more she looked, the more astonished she became.

From the tattoo, she discerned the Laws of Blessing; the trembling of the white lantern and the flow of the blessing light occurred simultaneously, with no sequence.

"Not a prayer, but a resonance! Not a prayer, but a resonance!"

Duan Qinglan repeated the words twice in a row, yet still could not calm the shock and agitation in her heart.

"Big sis, when did you arrive?"

Zhou Xuan’s greeting pulled Duan Qinglan back to the real world from her tumultuous reverie.

"Young Master, you have great talent."

Duan Qinglan did not hesitate to praise Zhou Xuan, then introduced herself, "My master bought a Buddha’s head tattoo from you yesterday."

"Oh~" Zhou Xuan prolonged his tone. He and Yun Ziliang shared the same thought, thinking that Duan Qinglan, this female Bone Elder, was also here for a refund.

He asked nonchalantly, "How was the effect of the Buddha’s head?"

"Very good."

As long as it’s good!

Zhou Xuan let out a sigh of relief, put Bone Teeth back into his bag, and took Duan Qinglan beyond the screen, signaling Little Fuzi to close the door.

He knew Duan Qinglan’s identity was very sensitive, a member of the Bone Elder Association of Mingjiang Prefecture.

Si Ming greeted Zhou Xuan respectfully, "Young Master."

"My surname is Zhou, called Zhou Jun, you can call me..." Zhou Xuan didn’t like to be constantly addressed as ’Mr.’, so he guided them.

"Mr. Xiao Zhou."

Zhou Xuan: "..."

Zhou Xuan grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds, cracked two, and asked, "Since the Buddha’s head was effective, what brings you and your husband here?"

"We want to commission a better tattoo."

Si Ming got straight to the point, "The Buddha’s head effect is already excellent, but... it can only suppress the madness. I want..."

"You want to completely cure it!"

"That’s the idea," Si Ming said.

"I know a design that would work better, but I can’t guarantee a cure, and I don’t have the materials."

Zhou Xuan had learned three tattoos yesterday.

An official, a Taoist, and a Buddhist tattoo.

The Buddhist-themed tattoo was called "Flower-picking Handprint," and its effect would surely be much stronger than the Buddha’s head.

"What materials do you need?" Si Ming asked.

"A Ghost, a monk’s Ghost." Zhou Xuan had caught an official’s soul last night.

The process of soul-catching wasn’t complicated, but it was very tiring, taking a whole night to catch just one—quite time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Now since someone wanted a custom tattoo, it was great—they could catch the soul for him too.

Whoever made the request should resolve it,

when it came to laziness, Zhou Xuan had many tricks.

"Getting a monk’s soul is easy, I’ll bring it over in the next couple of days. Then, I’d trouble you, Young Master..."

"The price for the Buddha’s head was thirty thousand, but for the tattoo I’m going to do this time called ’Flower-picking Handprint,’ thirty thousand won’t be enough."

Zhou Xuan added, "As for the specific price, I’ll inform you after I finish the tattoo..."

Si Ming felt a bit displeased; he would capture the soul, and Zhou Xuan could just set the price, but Zhou didn’t set a price upfront, which was unusual.

Despite the displeasure, their daughter’s madness was still dependent on the tattoo, so he didn’t dare to speak harshly, only voicing a mild complaint, "Is this how business is done?!"

"You just haven’t encountered me before. If you had, you’d have been doing business like this long ago."

Zhou Xuan said, "Let’s leave it at that. Find the soul, and once you do, I’ll start immediately."

He waved his hand, having already issued a dismissal.

"Young Master, regarding the ’Flower-picking Handprint,’ we can wait a couple of days. After all, with the Buddha’s head suppressing it, my Yu Er’s madness won’t flare up in the next few days. But, could you possibly sell that ’Heavenly Official Blessing’ tattoo to me?"

Duan Qinglan had already begun negotiating with Zhou Xuan about the "Heavenly Official Blessing" business.

Zhou Xuan was quite surprised – a tattoo he just completed, the ink possibly not even dry, was already being sought for purchase by someone as experienced as the Bone Elder?

Tattoos were indeed a lucrative business!

"Uh..." Zhou Xuan didn’t rush to respond to Duan Qinglan, his eyes darting to Yun Ziliang.

He feared that this tattoo might be too valuable, regretting its sale.

Now Zhou Xuan had summarized a principle: most tattoos he created had similar effectiveness to the original, but there was a chance to create extremely valuable tattoos, like High Monk Moon Gaze.

High Monk Moon Gaze was an entry-level tattoo, but because of Fei Yue’s involvement, this tattoo’s value had been elevated significantly.

Due to Yun Ziliang’s keen eye, he had become Zhou Xuan’s "only appraiser" of tattoos, able to discern the value distinctly.

At this moment, Yun Ziliang’s right hand slightly pressed down, indicating that the tattoo’s value was not high—safe for trading.