Wandering Gods of Day and Night
Chapter 302 - 199 Bai Gu Monk_3

Chapter 302: Chapter 199 Bai Gu Monk_3

The new additions to the "Enlightenment Scripture" today simply instructed Zhou Xuan on how to open the Blood Well’s passage, the rules of time within the Blood Well, and how to anchor specific locations and moments.

"The events of the past cannot be pursued; they are destiny. The events of the future remain malleable; they are impermanence."

Zhou Xuan understood this rule of time, realizing it meant that the past, once sealed, was unchangeable, but the future, still unwritten, could be shaped.

He continued reading, focusing on the remaining sections of the Blood Well "Enlightenment Scripture," which detailed how to open the passage.

This task was relatively straightforward, requiring two conditions:

First, perform a Blood Well activation ritual,

Second, be a devoted follower of the Blood Well.

Both conditions posed no issue for Zhou Xuan, especially the second. After all, Zhou Xuan was destined to become the future Blood Well High Priest.

As for how to anchor oneself to a specific time and place during the time reversal, the "Enlightenment Scripture" kept emphasizing one crucial term—"Bonds."

If Zhou Xuan wanted to use the Blood Well’s time reversal to investigate the Ancient Tattoo Clan’s grand plan, he would need to find a location or person deeply tied to the "Ancient Tattoo Clan’s grand plan."

This problem, too, was manageable for Zhou Xuan.

He had a perfect location in mind—the Totem Hall.

The Blood Tree within the Totem Hall shared an incredibly deep bond with the Ancient Tattoo Clan.

It was the Ancestor Tree of the Ancient Tattoo Clan,

Moreover, during the previous encounter when Zhou Xuan acquired the Netherworld Stone from the clan, the Blood Tree had flown into a rage, its branches thrashing and pulverizing the stone into dust.

If this couldn’t be considered a bond, then what could?

"Head to the Totem Hall, open the Blood Well, then leap into the well to reverse time and uncover the Ancient Tattoo Clan’s plan."

The steps of the process were clear,

The only remaining question was—what about the Living Person Rope?

The "Blood Well Enlightenment Scripture" had emphasized that entering the well absolutely required the Living Person Rope.

Someone had to hold the rope outside the Blood Well, and time spent inside the well could not exceed the burning duration of three incense sticks.

If it was about to exceed the time limit, the person outside must urgently pull him out of the Blood Well.

If Zhou Xuan opened the Blood Well elsewhere, he could naturally ask his Fifth Senior Brother to assist with holding the Living Person Rope.

But he planned to open the Blood Well in the Totem Hall, and Lv Mingkun did not possess the Wash Away Injustice Talisman to enter.

"Who will pull my Living Person Rope?"

Zhou Xuan felt as though the Blood Well had thrown him into a conundrum.

"Well, you’re really not playing fair. I’m trying to use you to uncover the Ancient Tattoo Clan’s grand plan, and you’re leading me in circles to a dead end."

"How am I supposed to go down the well?"

As Zhou Xuan was puzzling over this issue, the Black Water in the Divine Revelation Secret Realm suddenly surged with countless waves, crashing loudly against the boundaries of the realm.

"A-Qi, it’s fine for me to be short-tempered, but why are you throwing such a fit?"

When Zhou Xuan entered the Secret Realm, the Black Water grew even more turbulent. However, beneath this turbulence, there was an unmistakable sense of excitement.

"Xiao Zhou, there’s a beautiful lady here for you."

"Oh, I’m coming."

Zhou Xuan momentarily left behind the agitated Divine Revelation and headed downstairs. Before exiting the Secret Realm, he admonished the Black Water, saying, "A-Qi, calm yourself while I’m gone. Don’t stay all stirred up like this."

...

When Zhou Xuan reached downstairs, a familiar figure was seated in the outer hall—it was none other than Huang Xi, daughter of the Huang Family from Mingjiang Prefecture.

"Well, isn’t this Miss Xi?"

Huang Xi smiled at Zhou Xuan, saying, "I used to call you Xuan, my little brother, but now I have to call you Young Master. It’s been only a few days since we last met, yet you’ve managed to stir up a storm in Mingjiang Prefecture."

"I wouldn’t call it stirring up a storm—just making a little business."

"It doesn’t seem like just small business. This afternoon you even got your hands on the Painter’s Bone Token."

Huang Xi’s words prompted Zhou Xuan to furrow his brow tightly. He responded curtly, "Have you been investigating me?"

"Investigate what? Young Master seems to have forgotten. The reason you came to the Huang Family for business last time was precisely because of our network of information, wasn’t it?"

Throughout Mingjiang Prefecture, the Huang Family’s yellow-skinned foxes were everywhere. Foxes could climb walls, slip into holes—they were present everywhere, leaving no secrets safe from their eyes.

Zhou Xuan suppressed his hostile expression and said, "Miss Xi, coming to find me in the middle of the night wasn’t just to sing my praises, now was it?"

"I came to discuss a business deal." Huang Xi’s face showed a hint of distress as she said, "That Buddha’s head tattoo you gave us last time—its Buddha Power was indeed abundant. However, after continued worship day and night from my father and his brothers, it broke down after only a short while."

A tattoo has a lifespan, and once its time is up, it ceases to exist, requiring the creation of a new one.

"You want to commission another one?"

"Yes." Huang Xi replied, "The price is negotiable. We could pay in cash, or the Huang Family could help you gather information."

Zhou Xuan said, "It just so happens that I do have a Buddha-themed tattoo here, but it’s a little troublesome—it requires a monk’s corpse."

Among Zhou Xuan’s tattoo Puppet Maps, there were three, one of which was the "Tattered Robe."

The "Tattered Robe" was a God-level Alien Ghost, one of the few born with Buddha nature—and a particularly pure one, at that.

"The Tattered Robe is one of the Alien Ghosts with the most concentrated and pure Buddha nature." Yun Ziliang chimed in from the side.

"We don’t have a monk’s corpse, but what about an old yellow-skinned fox that spent its days vegetarian, chanting scriptures, and meditating?"

"Did it ever receive incense offerings?"

"No." Huang Xi said, "Truly, it didn’t. It lived in the basement of Pu Yuan Temple for years, chanting sutras. A few days ago, it finally passed away, and its body was carried back to the Huang Family by the other foxes. My father was even planning to give it a proper burial."

"Alright, bring her here. I’ll ink her with the ’Tattered Robe’ Puppet Map for you. Although the Huang Family doesn’t have control over the abilities of the Puppet Map due to lacking the corresponding Tangkou, you can still place her on an altar and worship her as a Buddha figure to absorb some Buddha energy—it should suffice."

"Many thanks, Young Master."

Huang Xi summoned a gust of yellow wind, vanishing from sight.

Half an hour later, Huang Xi returned holding the pitifully thin corpse of the old yellow-skinned fox.