Wandering Gods of Day and Night
Chapter 163 - 149 Blessing Law_3

Chapter 163: Chapter 149 Blessing Law_3

Zhou Xuan then said to Duan Qinglan, "This tattoo, you can buy it, but the price..."

"Young Master, just name your price," Duan Qinglan said.

"A lump sum of cash, plus... a sacrifice," Zhou Xuan stated. "This tattoo is not like the Buddha’s head; without a sacrifice, it is incomplete."

Inside the Totem Hall, Zhou Xuan saw after the Blood Tree finished bestowing the Heavenly Official Blessing on the baby’s back, the baby extracted its heart and gave it to the Blood Tree, then the Heavenly Official in the tattoo opened its eyes.

That was the process of the sacrifice.

At this moment, the "Heavenly Official Blessing" performed by Zhou Xuan hadn’t opened its eyes, naturally because no sacrifice was offered.

Thus, a one-incense Blood Map only requires a sacrifice after the completion of the tattoo, to be nurtured at home or in the shop,

But for a two-incense soul map, without a sacrifice, the tattoo is considered unfinished, just a half-completed product.

A half-completed product naturally doesn’t have a very dominant effect.

"Money isn’t the issue; what is needed for the sacrifice?" Duan Qinglan asked.

"I’ll check; you wait for me in the outer hall."

Zhou Xuan walked behind the screen, channeling a tiny fraction of his Perception into the Heavenly Official Blessing.

Immediately after, Zhou Xuan saw a vision—

—a person with a blurred face left a five-clawed scratch on their own chest, then used their own blood, wrote three characters "Little Guardian" on Zhou Xuan’s arm, Zhou Xuan then trimmed an excess fingernail off his pinkie, and stuffed the discarded nail into the blood scratch on the person’s chest...

The vision ended there,

And Zhou Xuan relayed the method of sacrifice he saw in the vision to Duan Qinglan.

After hearing it, her desire to purchase the Heavenly Official Blessing greatly diminished.

"The sacrifice itself isn’t too excessive, but the method of sacrifice is something our Bone Elder would find hard to accept."

Zhou Xuan was somewhat surprised; if the sacrifice itself wasn’t an issue, why not just perform it? How important can the method be?

At that moment, Duan Qinglan said with struggling tones: "Young Master, I’ll be honest, the Heavenly Official Blessing is not for me, it’s for one of my teachers, but whether he can accept the method of sacrifice is uncertain,

Thus, I need to take your tattoo to consult him... Of course, not for free, I can pay the cash portion first."

"The cash portion, fifty thousand," Zhou Xuan held up a hand.

Duan Qinglan happily agreed and added, "If my teacher disagrees, you can take the tattoo back, and you only need to refund half of the payment."

Zhou Xuan’s impression of Duan Qinglan suddenly improved greatly, and he agreed: "That would be quite good."

He grabbed the Heavenly Official Blessing and handed it to Duan Qinglan.

The cash portion was paid in the form of a promissory note, issued by Huifeng Trading Company.

A promissory note, issued by a trading company and cashed at the bank, will not be honored by the bank if the company has a bad reputation or no funds in the bank.

But Bone Elder’s trading company is well-reputed.

To scam even fifty thousand would not let the Bone Elder become a leading figure in Mingjiang Prefecture.

"Greedy, greedy."

Zhou Xuan received the promissory note.

...

"He is certainly greedy, madam, and it’s only you who spoil him."

Si Ming, who has been doing business for years, is used to being assertive, and is not used to negotiating while being poked in the nose.

"Ah Ming, normally you have the support of the Bone Elder and your identity as Master of Divine Stealing, making your business dealings smooth, but I advise you, with Mr. Xiao Zhou, better put away your profiteering playbook,

His tattoo, if you can buy it with money, you are fortunate! Fifty thousand is really a bargain for this tattoo."

Duan Qinglan added: "Mr. Xiao Zhou not only carries the burden of curing our daughter’s insanity but also holds the key to whether the Bone Elder can awaken the fire! Perhaps the direction the Bone Elder has been insisting on is wrong, and the teacher’s path is the right one."

After muttering for a while, she glared at Si Ming and said, "Ah Ming, remember my words, be more polite when dealing with Mr. Xiao Zhou in the future, and also, do not privately inquire about his identity, absolutely not."

Seeing his wife getting fierce, Si Ming softened, smiling said: "Whatever the wife says!"

...

At the foothills of the Yunluo Mountain Range, in front of the Human Skin Temple, the Copper Coin Priest suddenly felt better.

He sneered, "Sacrifice, still using oneself as the sacrificer, I really thought you understood the Tree Clan’s tattoos, ends up, isn’t it still our Ancient Clan’s tattoo?"

The tattoos of the Ancient Clan require a sacrifice, for example, linking the Human Skin Temple with Zhou Xuan was achieved using the sacrifice of Peng Xiazai!

...

"Evil! Truly motherfucking evil."

Yun Ziliang stared at Zhou Xuan and said.

"What’s up, Lao Yun!"

"The way you set for the sacrifice, it’s evil!"

Yun Ziliang stated,

Zhou Xuan was even more confused; the method of sacrificing the Heavenly Official Blessing was unaccepted by Bone Elder as per Duan Qinglan, now Yun Ziliang called it evil, what exactly was evil about it?

During his days in Jing Country, he had witnessed many more bloody and brutal events than this method of sacrifice, Lao Yun hadn’t found it to be evil.

"You think about it, the people who buy your tattoo offering their blood as a sacrifice to you, the blood is the sacrifice, and you embed your fingernails into their bodies, this is called granting a blessing!

Guess who is qualified to grant blessings?"

Zhou Xuan thought for a moment, then said, "God!?"

"Correct, only a God is qualified to grant blessings, what right do mortals have?"

"What do you call a mortal who grants blessings without being qualified?"

"An Evil God!" Yun Ziliang stated emphatically.

"..." Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan then asked, "What’s so bad about being an Evil God?"

"There’s nothing wrong, but you must know, the real Evil God is not you, it’s the tattoo! You’re merely its vessel."

"Oh, so I’m like the foot of the Evil God."