Wandering Gods of Day and Night
Chapter 447 - 235 Miss Qiang_3

Chapter 447: Chapter 235 Miss Qiang_3

Zhou Xuan said again, "As for the Bone Elder Association’s concerns about divine offices, I will handle the negotiation with them." free.web(n)ove(l)(.)cm

"This negotiation won’t be easy?!"

Li Chengfeng, being close to Zhou Xuan, didn’t hold back his words, saying, "High Priest, the Blood Well Human Brain and the Sighing Mother Wall are entirely different matters. While the Blood Well Human Brain is precious, it always has a defined value. So, if you take the Blood Well Human Brain, the Bone Elder Association wouldn’t object.

However, the Sighing Mother Wall is a priceless treasure of the Bone Elder Association. If you take her away, the Bone Elder Association will surely disagree."

"I exchanged the cost of investigating Hunger for two Blood Well Human Brains. Now, I plan to use the price of saving Mingjiang in its final days to exchange for Miss Qiang. This is entirely reasonable."

"This..."

"Old Li, the Bone Elder Association should understand—without the skin, where will the hair attach?"

If the Mingjiang Prefecture is gone, will the Bone Elder Association still exist?

Whether it’s the tattoo awakening the Mother of Hundred Demons, or the Evil God corrupting the Mingjiang Ancestor Dragon, or even the plan Mr. Feng mentioned—the kidnappers leveraging the lives of millions in Mingjiang Prefecture to fight against the gods,

which of these is not a life-and-death matter for Mingjiang?

I am contributing to Mingjiang, both in manpower and effort; isn’t it only fair for me to take Miss Qiang with me?

"Should I report this matter to the Painter now?"

Li Chengfeng tentatively asked.

"Report it. If the Painter has any objections, let him talk to me."

After Zhou Xuan finished speaking, he waded upstairs, with Li Chengfeng following closely behind, using the lantern along the way to relay the entire matter of the Sighing Mother Wall’s consciousness leaving with Zhou Xuan.

"Let’s wait for the Painter’s secret correspondence," Li Chengfeng said to Zhou Xuan.

"Hmm. Let’s visit the research institute first. Halt all research related to the Buddha Mantra, and give me one fragment of the Buddha’s fragmented scripture. I need Miss Qiang to analyze it."

"Is her analysis that outstanding?"

"What do you think? Your Bone Elders were all created by Miss Qiang. Her understanding of the mysteries of flesh and blood, as well as neural networks, far surpasses the collective knowledge of all the Bone Elders combined."

Zhou Xuan spoke bluntly.

Just based on Miss Qiang’s conceptualization of the "chain algorithm," the Bone Elder Association cannot compare.

"High Priest, if I encounter any mysticism problems that I don’t understand in the future, may I trouble you to ask Miss Qiang on my behalf?"

Li Chengfeng’s mind held the directive of "diligence and pursuit of knowledge," implanted by Miss Qiang.

"Ask away. Miss Qiang is a very agreeable person."

Zhou Xuan said with a smile.

...

Divine Stealer Hall, Si Mansion,

Si Ming was shadowboxing in the courtyard to loosen up; he had been in an exceptionally good mood recently.

His life’s greatest aspiration was to lead the Divine Stealer Hall one step further, surpass the Kidnapper Hall, and become the fourth hall of Mingjiang Prefecture.

As a result, fortune smiled upon him,

the Kidnapper Hall was nearly annihilated within just two or three days due to a joint blitz by the City God, the Witch, and the Bone Elder’s three major halls.

"We didn’t lift a finger, yet the hall’s ranking rose by one spot. We watched the kidnappers build their lofty towers, host grand feasts, and then watched their tower crumble..."

The destruction of the Kidnapper Hall was primarily orchestrated by Zhou Xuan, who led the alliance of the three halls.

"The Young Master first built rapport with us upon arriving in Mingjiang Prefecture."

Si Ming felt that having Zhou Xuan as a connection promised further growth for the Divine Stealers.

"What a year of good fortune: Yu Er’s madness is cured, we’ve connected with the Young Master, and the kidnappers are gone. Life is comfortable, undeniably comfortable."

Thinking of this, his spirit soared even higher, and his punches became forceful and dynamic.

As he thrust an arm upward and swept the other horizontally across his chest, completing a "White Crane Top Pull" move,

there came the cracking sound of hurried footsteps through the courtyard.

Turning around, he saw Si Yuer striding over with a stack of newspapers in hand, her face puffed with anger, each step almost cracking the tiles.

"Yu Er, who’s upset you? Why the fury?"

"Who upset me? Old Si, look at the newspapers your press is printing."

Si Yuer threw the newspapers in her hand at Si Ming.

Si Ming caught the papers and took just one glance before a chilling sensation rushed straight to his scalp.

The glaring headline read—"Zhou Xuan: Visitor from Beyond or Evil Ghost from the Heavens?"

"Damn it, who the hell printed this newspaper?" f\r(e)ewe.b no\vel.com

Si Ming cursed angrily and continued reading.

The content was filled with defamatory remarks about Zhou Xuan.

Some articles said Zhou Xuan was a supernatural evil ghost who often fed on raw meat and that his purpose was to bring a reign of bloodshed and unrest to Mingjiang Prefecture.

Others claimed that Zhou Xuan had murdered the original Zhou Family Troupe’s Young Master and taken over his identity,

or that Zhou Xuan had opened Jingyi Shop in East Market Street purely to stockpile large quantities of corpses for his consumption.

Even more outrageously,

they pinned the bloody crimes of "Hunger" from a few days ago entirely on Zhou Xuan.

"Slandering my Brother Zhou like this—who the hell gave the order?" Si Yuer questioned Si Ming.

"Sure as hell wasn’t me."

Si Ming rolled up the newspaper and summoned Housekeeper Bai. "Call the heads of all seven press houses to the Si Mansion immediately. I want to interrogate them thoroughly and find out who the hell has the guts to target the Young Master.

Additionally, halt all newspaper printing. As for the circulated copies, buy back as many as possible at ten times the price."

"Understood."

Housekeeper Bai, receiving the order, proceeded to execute it,

only to run into Duan Qinglan holding a rolled-up newspaper as he reached the gate of Jing Garden.

"Madam." Housekeeper Bai bowed to Duan Qinglan.

Duan Qinglan, Mrs. Duan, held the ultimate authority in the Si Family, even over Si Ming.

"Lao Bai, where are you headed?"

Housekeeper Bai relayed Si Ming’s instructions to Duan Qinglan without missing a detail.

"The second part of the plan is sound—buying back the printed newspapers to minimize public opinion harm to the Young Master.

But there’s no need to summon the heads of the press houses. You know Old Si’s temper. He’ll vent his anger on them first without caring whether it’s justified or not, possibly causing a fatal incident."

Duan Qinglan was a Bone Elder, and Si Ming was the Master of Divine Stealer Hall; they weren’t afraid of consequences for causing deaths. They could handle it.

"But we’re not people who kill the innocent indiscriminately. There’s no need to take the lives of the press heads."

"If we don’t summon the press heads, how will the matter be explained to the master?"

"I’ll deal with Old Si. The press heads are likely uninvolved in this. They wouldn’t dare print false news, especially knowing who the Young Master is."

Duan Qinglan continued, "Someone is clearly pulling strings behind the scenes to use the newspapers to slander the Young Master. I’ll investigate."

"Understood, Madam."

Housekeeper Bai held a deep respect for Duan Qinglan; she was always composed and clear-headed.

"Oh, and Housekeeper Bai, take some Divine Stealer brothers with you. Divide them into two teams. One team should visit the radio stations to check if any have broadcast defamatory content about the Young Master. If so, destroy their broadcasting equipment. Same rules—don’t cause any fatal incidents; we’ll compensate for damaged equipment.

The other team should patrol the streets for any handbills. If there are slanderous ones, confiscate and burn them. Strip any that are pasted on walls."

Duan Qinglan reasoned that smearing Zhou Xuan with public opinion required swift channels. The most effective were threefold:

radio stations, newspapers, and handbills.

All three channels needed to be sealed off; addressing just one wasn’t enough.

"Understood, Madam."

"Go now, and once the tasks are done, prepare a car for me. After meeting Old Si, I’ll head to the press houses myself to investigate which miscreants dare smear the Young Master."

Duan Qinglan’s tone exuded sharp resolve.

...

City God Main Hall,

Qing Feng frowned deeply at the newspaper delivered to him by the City God disciples.

"At this critical juncture with the Buddha Mantra’s emergence, false rumors about the Young Master are spreading. What have these press houses been doing recently?"

Qing Feng picked up the phone and directly dialed Mingjiang Prefecture’s administrative offices...