Wandering Gods of Day and Night
Chapter 261 - 187 Disarming

Chapter 261: Chapter 187 Disarming

"So it really is a narrow road for enemies to meet—running into him here?"

Lu Yusheng spotted Zhou Xuan heading upstairs.

He had already intended to kill Zhou Xuan. Encountering him here was nothing short of perfect.

"Saves me the trouble of hunting him down."

...

At Old He’s house, lay six corpses of Horned Ghost Disciples.

Only the Hall Master Lin Qian and Lin Xia, who had gifted Zhou Xuan the Bone Teeth, remained—both injured.

Especially Lin Xia; her white paper men, nurtured for years, were shredded to bits.

The Horned Ghost faction doesn’t cultivate bone teeth; the paper men are their sole weapon against enemies. Now that the paper men were destroyed, Lin Xia was like a tiger stripped of its fangs—virtually devoid of any threat.

Old He was about to be skewered to death by Wuzuo’s Second Master Luo Yunzhou, when suddenly seven white paper men and seven black paper men flew into the house and engaged Luo Yunzhou and Luo Jingtang, the sibling duo, relieving some pressure for Lin Xia and Lin Qian.

Lin Xia exclaimed in exhilaration, "Have the kidnappers outside been dealt with?"

"Sister Xia, not a single kidnapper showed up. It’s all Wuzuo members, and we’re no match for them. Luckily, we’ve got two brothers lending a hand."

"Two brothers?"

Lin Xia wondered who they might be, before seeing Lv Mingkun.

"Oh, those two must be Fifth Senior Brother and our benefactor?" Lin Xia was overjoyed.

Facing the kidnappers’ fierce assault this time, Lin Xia had hesitated repeatedly and decided not to ask Zhou Xuan and Lv Mingkun for help.

She didn’t want to pull them into such a life-threatening mess.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Xuan and Lv Mingkun had come on their own accord.

"Let’s take care of these two dogs first."

Lv Mingkun pointed at Luo Yunzhou and Luo Jingtang.

The Luo brothers remained composed. Although the Horned Ghost faction had gathered some reinforcements, the Luo brothers’ Incense Fire Level was high enough. While they couldn’t guarantee killing Old He behind Lin Xia, they were confident they could preserve their own lives.

"Luo Yunzhou, Luo Jingtang, I know you two... Where is your Hall Master, Luo Xiwen?"

Lv Mingkun asked.

Luo Yunzhou had already noticed the Bamboo Leaf Blade in Lv Mingkun’s hand and sneered, "You’re a Wuzuo traitor?"

"I am Lv Mingkun. My third uncle is Lv Tianyang, a fortune-teller who roams the Jianghu, nicknamed Lv Three-Seer."

Lv Tianyang would only divine three hexagrams a day, each one uncannily accurate—a talent that earned him the nickname "Lv Three-Seer."

"Ha! So it turns out, you’re related to that ’Lv the Blind.’ That day, Lv the Blind read three hexagrams for our Hall Master, and each one foretold his ill fate. Our Hall Master got furious, skinned him alive, and roasted him like a lamb over a fire!

You know, your uncle tasted pretty good. Compared to the countless ’two-legged lambs’ we’ve eaten as bandits, your uncle was the freshest..."

Luo Yunzhou recounted gleefully.

"Crack!"

Zhou Xuan ascended the stairs after Blood Well had finished devouring sacrifices, overhearing Luo Yunzhou’s words. He immediately struck the gavel.

This time, Zhou Xuan refrained from using the "Dream into Dream" technique. Letting someone like Luo Yunzhou die obliviously within a muddled dream would be far too lenient.

Instead, Zhou Xuan invoked Dream Generation.

For Luo Yunzhou and Luo Jingtang to brazenly barge into Old He’s house, their Incense Fire Level must surpass Liu Gui’s.

Luo Yunzhou must know the Corpse Transformation Technique, capable of escaping the dream realm!

Zhou Xuan precisely wanted Luo Yunzhou to use the Corpse Transformation Technique.

"Fifth Senior Brother, I’m handing the opportunity to you. The rest is up to you."

Zhou Xuan called out to Lv Mingkun.

Lv Mingkun immediately sprang into action, thrusting the Bamboo Leaf Blade toward Luo Yunzhou’s clavicle. Luo Yunzhou realized he was trapped in a dream and prepared to invoke the Corpse Transformation Technique, but casting the spell required time.

He hadn’t finished chanting the spell!

The Bamboo Leaf Blade arrived, piercing through Luo Yunzhou’s clavicle.

"Goddamn it!"

Luo Yunzhou cursed, choosing not to withdraw the blade but instead continuing to chant the spell.

Lv Mingkun wouldn’t grant him the chance. He had already closed in, his blade as swift as the wind. In a flash, Luo Yunzhou’s left eye was gouged out, his prominent nose severed.

Luo Jingtang wanted to assist but found himself powerless. With an Incense Fire Level of five, he could fend off four or five others of the same rank.

However, there were far more than four or five from the Horned Ghost faction surrounding him, not to mention Zhou Xuan, the storyteller, lurking like a tiger ready to pounce.

Luo Jingtang, already a calculating man, now faced enemies on all sides. His body was riddled with wounds, leaving him with no strength to aid Luo Yunzhou.

"Damn you!"

Luo Yunzhou had completely abandoned the idea of chanting the Corpse Transformation Spell. He gripped his blade in both hands, relying on sound alone to counter Lv Mingkun.

Lv Mingkun was no rookie either. Though not at the Incense Fire Level of five, he was steadily approaching—sitting at four, with a view toward five. Even if Luo Yunzhou were at his peak, killing Lv Mingkun would prove arduous.

Now, with one eye blind, a clavicle pierced, and shackled by Zhou Xuan’s dream realm, Luo Yunzhou’s ability to hear had been greatly impaired due to the dream’s thunderclaps and illusions of ghostly shadows—how could he discern sound accurately?

Lv Mingkun’s relentless assault was cunning and swift, his blades spinning like a cyclone. Bits of Luo Yunzhou’s flesh were carved away until his chest bore a gaping hole, revealing his vividly beating heart beneath the snowy-white membrane of his chest cavity.

Sitting in the corner of the house, Yun Ziliang ate sunflower seeds and sipped tea, cheering for Lv Mingkun, "Lao Wu, what sharp blades you wield!"

"Now it’s your turn."

Zhou Xuan pointed at Luo Jingtang. Just as he was about to strike the gavel, he suddenly sensed a surge of potent Perception.

The sensation came from outside the house.

"Reinforcements for Wuzuo have arrived."

Zhou Xuan shifted to dodge, noticing an ink line stabbing toward where he had just stood!

"City God!"

Zhou Xuan recalled seeing the City God use ink lines to execute Alien Ghost Liao Jin in the memories from the "Iron Chain" tattoo.

The ink line lingered vividly in his memory.

"The City God has come to aid Wuzuo?"

Zhou Xuan heightened his Perception, focusing on the ink line.

As the ink line recoiled, his keen Perception identified the newcomer’s identity.