Wandering Gods of Day and Night

"Those who serve as soul soil, once they enter the Secret Realm, can use their bodies as soil to plant flowers and trees. The spiritual flowers, spirit grass, and Spirit Fruit obtained are quite useful."

The Third Child said this while looking for a big Bone Stick, and he swung it at the Wan Xiang Tongzi.

"Thud!"

The stick pierced through Wan Xiang Tongzi’s shoulder, and his blood flowed onto the tree roots.

"Ouch, ouch..."

This was the scream of Wan Xiang Tongzi.

"Ouch... Gurble... Gurble... Cough, cough, cough..." Wan Xiang Tongzi’s cries were interrupted by some urine from the Big Child filling his mouth, making him choke.

And the blood of the Tongzi turned into even more effective fertilizer, prompting the fruit tree to bear an apple-sized fruit.

The fruit was crystal clear, and instead of an ordinary center, it looked like a small Buddha sitting inside. Zhou Xuan could even see the lips of the small Buddha moving as if reciting a Buddhist Scripture.

"This fruit, the Buddha energy is even more fragrant. Even from afar, I can feel its truly formidable Buddha energy."

Zhou Xuan said this.

"The Buddha energy alone is not enough. If you eat this fruit, you can see their Buddha Master of the Buddha Country."

Little Brain was quick to introduce, obviously having tasted it before.

"Good, good. In the future, I’ll capture more Buddha Country folk, and we can build a ’Buddha Country Theme’ farm resort. Ensure you’ll eat and drink well."

Zhou Xuan still hadn’t eaten that fruit.

And Wan Xiang Tongzi finally couldn’t hold back anymore and began to roar wildly.

"Zhou Xuan, you broke your promise... You said you would give me a straightforward... Cough, cough... Gurble... Gurble... death... Cough, cough..."

Wan Xiang Tongzi couldn’t finish his words as his mouth was filled with urine.

"Big Child, I never knew you could urinate this much."

Zhou Xuan chuckled and gave a thumbs up.

After watching this amusing scene, Zhou Xuan reached out and plucked the large fruit with the small Buddha inside.

He wasn’t going to eat it himself but planned to take it to his senior brother.

Senior Brother Yu Zhengyuan was harmed by "Food Heaven" from a young age and always had strange symptoms, sometimes needing fresh blood and raw fish to eat.

His condition could be treated by Buddha energy.

Ever since Zhou Xuan obtained the Snow Mountain Palm Ginseng, Senior Brother was considered cured.

"But as junior brothers, we still have to help senior brother replenish well."

Zhou Xuan left the Secret Realm, holding a red fruit.

Meanwhile, the Jingyi Shop work was about done.

Many mentors had completed their tasks and were ready to leave.

Once the last mentor left, Zhou Xuan stood up, picked up a lantern, locked the door, and went to find his senior brother.

As fate would have it, just as he reached the dining hall entrance, Yu Zhengyuan called him,

"Little junior brother, just in time, come and have a drink."

"Senior brother, I was looking for you."

Zhou Xuan quickened his pace, entered the room, and smelled the aroma immediately.

Pig’s trotters, stewed goose, blood tofu stew—all common dishes but rich in fat and aroma.

"Wow, these are perfect with rice."

Zhou Xuan took a seat.

At the table, Sister Cui and Yuan Buyu were also present,

Yuan Buyu said, "Disciple, I heard you achieved great things today?"

"Just dealt with two Buddha Country Children, and even caught the main one."

Zhou Xuan handed the red fruit to Yu Zhengyuan and said, "Senior Brother, I brought this for you. Eat it; it’s good for your health."

"What a load of crap."

Yuan Buyu snatched the red fruit and said, "This fruit’s Buddha Power is too strong. Your senior brother can’t handle it."

"Master, your senior brother can’t handle it, but can you?"

Zhou Xuan asked.

"Nonsense, I never said I’d eat it..." Yuan Buyu’s thoughts were exposed, and his face turned red immediately, uttering "Eating a disciple doesn’t count as eating" and "His incense is high, he can digest" and other incomprehensible words,

causing everyone to roar with laughter.

As everyone laughed, Zhou Xuan suddenly saw two green eyes outside the window, constantly darting into the room.

Yu Zhengyuan saw it too and exclaimed, "Where did this stray cat come from?"

"That’s no stray cat, Xuanzi, isn’t that Zhao Wuya you brought back? Why does it look like a weasel?"

"Is that Ya Zi?" Sister Cui hurriedly stood up, saying, "Why does Ya Zi seem like it’s going to eat someone?"

"Ow!"

Zhao Wuya yelled, like a starving dog, flipped through the window, rushed to the table, and started devouring the pig’s trotters.

"What are you doing, have some manners, that’s a pig’s trotter, not your wife."

Zhou Xuan was startled by the scene.

Just then, Li Yutang also rushed in, holding a long whip but not actually hitting Zhao Wuya, instead smashing it against the floor as a scare tactic,

"Spit it out, spit it out, or you’ll lose all your power."

"What’s going on now?"

Zhou Xuan quickly separated Li Yutang, saying, "Weren’t you told to teach Ya Zi? How did it turn into abuse? Even the horse whip is out."

"Oh my, Young Master, you told me to train Mr. Zhao well, right? I’ve been having him learn from those beggars—learning how to be a good beggar."

"Well then, he’s been eating like those beggars, just had two cold dark bread rolls at night,

Now that he’s smelling the pig’s trotter aroma, he’s acting like he’s starved."

Li Yutang was so frustrated, stomping his foot, saying, "Mr. Zhao, please stop eating. If your belly’s full of grease, all the effort we put in earlier will be wasted."

After saying that, he raised the whip again, slamming it on the floor to scare Zhao Wuya.

But Zhou Xuan grabbed the whip and said to Li Yutang, "Little Yutang, don’t rush... A thought just crossed my mind, Ya Zi should definitely eat more pig’s trotters."

"Young Master, didn’t you want Mr. Zhao to act as a beggar Buddha? No beggar eats meat."

"Hey..." Zhou Xuan raised a finger and said, "Beggar Buddha, Beggar Buddha, the core of this role is not the beggar, it is the Buddha."

"But a Buddha shouldn’t eat meat, there are precepts."

"Hey, Little Yutang, you misunderstand, only monks follow the precepts strictly, who ever heard of the Great Buddha following such trifling rules?

If a Buddha was so rigid and afraid to lead the way, how could he become Buddha?

A powerful Great Buddha doesn’t care about silly dietary rules."

Zhou Xuan’s words woke Li Yutang up.

"Oh... Young Master, what you said is right. We’re pretending to be Buddha, not really acting as beggars. I’ve realized my mistake."

Li Yutang clapped his hands joyfully, having learned something new from Zhou Xuan.

Meanwhile, Zhao Wuya, after finishing the pig’s trotters, his appetite surged further. While no one was watching, his hand went for the red fruit with the little Buddha inside...