Wandering Gods of Day and Night
Chapter 264 - 188: The Fall of You Shen

Chapter 264: Chapter 188: The Fall of You Shen

The bone tooth pierced into Lu Yusheng’s temple.

"Extract his soul."

A thought crossed Zhou Xuan’s mind, and the white bone tooth swiftly turned pitch black.

Lu Yusheng’s soul was useful to Zhou Xuan, while simultaneously appeasing the hunger of the Blood Well yearning for sacrifices.

"Well, leave this man’s soul intact. The rest, you may consume."

Lu Yusheng, being a City God, was deeply aligned with the Taoist sect. To craft the "Wordless Heavenly Scripture" tattoo, the soul of a Taoist was required, and his soul could serve as a replacement.

Inside the bone tooth, there already resided the soul of a Taoist—Monk Zhu Jiu’s dual souls of "Buddha" and "Tao."

Yet Zhou Xuan was reluctant to use it. Monk Zhu Jiu carried the strength of eight incense offerings—his divine soul was far more powerful than an average soul. At the current progress of Zhou Xuan’s tattoo, which spanned less than five inches, it was more prudent to save it for later.

The Blood Well grew restless. Blood waves surged and roared within the Divine Revelation Secret Realm, but it never crossed Zhou Xuan’s boundary—it refrained from consuming Lu Yusheng’s soul.

Until the bone tooth shifted from inky black back to pristine white, gaining the engraved character "Huang" (City God).

Only then did Zhou Xuan withdraw the bone tooth.

The Blood Well began ravenously devouring the sacrifice, the eyes etched across the walls of the ancient temple glinting with insatiable greed.

It was as though an invisible spoon was scraping Lu Yusheng’s flesh and blood, one scoop at a time.

While the Blood Well only needed to ensure it left Lu Yusheng’s soul untouched, the Night Patrol God had far more to deliberate.

The red lantern representing the Night Patrol Deity alternated between dripping blood and halting, its thoughts conflicted and hesitant.

That eternal, philosophical question loomed—act? Or refrain?

Zhou Xuan fixed his gaze on the Night Patrol God’s lantern.

By now, Zhou Xuan understood the inner workings of the God Traveling Department with striking clarity. Even in Mingjiang Prefecture, individuals who had achieved the power of seven incense offerings were exceedingly rare, while those with six incense offerings were considered elite among elites.

The bulk of the God Traveling Department likely sat at the six-incense tier.

Against the power of six incense offerings, Zhou Xuan stood no chance. Even invoking divination, he remained far from their level. However, with the Wash Away Injustice Talisman, he could manage an escape.

But if he fled, Yun Ziliang, Lv Mingkun, Lin Xia, and the remaining Liao Ghosts would have no chance of escape.

Zhou Xuan could not run—and he had no need to run.

He feared the martial world, but not the imperial authority!

Zhou Xuan knew that his elder sister, Zhou Lingyi, had eyes on his every move.

If it were the City God Lu Yusheng, perhaps his sister, who remained in distant Ping Shui Prefecture, might be powerless against him. But the God Traveling Department? They were bound by rules, weren’t they?

After all, his sister was formerly Lord Hua of the God Traveling Department in Mingjiang Prefecture and was also the first witch of the Witch God Temple.

If she gave the command, Zhou Xuan was confident that the Night Patrol God of Mingjiang Prefecture would not dare act recklessly.

Besides, Li Chengfeng was almost here.

From within the Fei Yue beneath the Divine Revelation Secret Realm, Zhou Xuan sensed Li Chengfeng’s presence—he had already entered East Market Street.

Reinforcements had arrived; Zhou Xuan only needed to stall a little longer.

He bent down and picked up the bone token nailed to the ground, striking first with intimidation.

"Night Patrol God, if you don’t leave now, do I need to invite you to dinner? Do you recognize this bone token? It belongs to the Bone Elder Association’s Divine Communication! Seeing the token is equivalent to seeing the Bone Elder. Are you planning to go against the Bone Elder Association?"

Zhou Xuan’s right hand formed a sword-finger gesture, pointing toward the red lantern.

The red lantern began dripping blood more rapidly, each drop falling faster and faster, as though it had figured things out—it would act.

The lantern of the You Shen was a magic artifact.

Wherever the lantern appeared, the You Shen could descend.

As the dripping blood on the ground converged into the character "Stele" (Bei),

a figure landed precisely on the "Stele" character.

The Stele King revealed himself.

At forty-five years of age, he was tall but hunched over, both sleeves rolled up, and his forearms bore inscriptions of ancient stele sacrificial texts.

"Are you going to make a move after all?"

"Lu Yusheng was my adopted son. Killing him was one thing, but to use evil skills to gnaw at his flesh and blood—this cannot be tolerated!"

The Stele King had adopted many "sons."

He was never the sort of man to risk himself for an adopted son.

However, his dealings with the kidnappers were excessively intertwined, with countless dirty deeds carried out under Lu Yusheng’s guise.

Lu Yusheng knew too much.

Now that Lu Yusheng’s divine soul was in Zhou Xuan’s hands, there was no guarantee Zhou Xuan wouldn’t uncover his secrets.

And Zhou Xuan was bold enough to kill Lu Yusheng right under the lantern’s watch, the type of man unafraid to break the heavens. If those secrets fell into Zhou Xuan’s grasp,

The Stele King feared he would be caught in Zhou Xuan’s web, shackled with a dog’s chain. Thus, he resolved—Zhou Xuan couldn’t leave alive.

"Stele King, even with the Divine Bone Token in my hand, you still dare act against me? Do you hold no regard for us Bone Elders?"

A thunderous roar erupted from behind the Stele King.

As he turned, he saw Li Chengfeng, arriving with the twelve night watchmen of the City God.

Leading the night watchmen was none other than Zhang Yifeng, carrying the City God Order.

"Lord Shu!"

"Kneel."

Li Chengfeng raised his right hand, and a flame ignited in his palm.

In the next instant, the flame disappeared from his hand and flared up on the Stele King’s chest.

The fire burned fiercely. The Stele King, unable to bear the pain, knelt on one knee, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"Zhang Yifeng, arrest him and send him to the Bone Elder Association’s prison. I’ll personally interrogate him tomorrow!"

After issuing the order, Li Chengfeng leaned closer to the Stele King, enunciating each word: "I’ll uncover every detail of you, the Suffering Scholar, and the kidnappers."

"Li Chengfeng, don’t get too cocky. How many days do you think you have left as the Bone Elder?" The Stele King muttered softly.

The Suffering Scholar was one of the four great Divine Offices in the Bone Elder Association, and the only one who was both a scholar and divine office—a force to be reckoned with.

The Stele King, as the Suffering Scholar’s confidant, naturally knew of the Heavenly Official’s divine command to eliminate Li Chengfeng.

"Precisely because I don’t have many days left as Bone Elder, I’ll make sure to drag you all down before I go."