Wandering Gods of Day and Night

Lu Shenjun’s understanding of Zhou Xuan mainly stems from hearsay,

so he isn’t quite clear about Zhou Xuan’s ways—after all, he spends his days immersed in Buddhist Scriptures and indeed has no time to bother with people like Zhou Xuan.

Therefore, he has little faith in Zhou Xuan’s "battle aura."

Furthermore, within the cultivation practices of Jing Country, there are many ironclad rules, such as "comparing auras" — everyone knows that the aura of the Great Buddha Sect is solemn and profound,

and once you’re in that aura, it’s like falling into the deep sea, with wave after wave pressing you to the seabed, leaving no moment to catch your breath.

No matter how formidable Zhou Xuan is, can he break this ironclad rule?

However, Qing Yangyu feels that there’s nothing impossible.

"From my daily observations, Master Zhou is a profoundly mystical person, not to be judged by common logic."

"Even if he defies common logic, can he still surpass the Sky Dome Buddha?"

Lu Shenjun couldn’t help but sneer again.

"Your Green Robed Buddha has the grandeur of the Great Buddha, but do you know... Master Zhou has the aura of the Tao Ancestor?"

Qing Yangyu suddenly said, making Lu Shenjun’s brow furrow with concern.

"I’ve heard the rumors, saying that Zhou Xuan received the personal teachings of the Tao Ancestor and comprehended the ’Gorge True Scripture,’ the supreme Taoist technique, but... despite being personally taught by the Tao Ancestor, to bridge such a vast incense fire gap..."

"I don’t think it can be bridged," Qing Yangyu said resolutely.

Upon hearing this, Lu Shenjun was amused and angered.

The one who said Zhou Xuan might not lose to the Green Robed Buddha was Qing Yangyu,

and now the one saying Zhou Xuan’s Tao Ancestor teachings can’t bridge the incense fire gap is also Qing Yangyu.

"So, you’re taking both sides?" Lu Shenjun listened with increasing confusion.

Qing Yangyu couldn’t help but laugh: "Divine Monarch, I understand Master Zhou too well. Whenever he reaches a crucial juncture, he always comes up with some new technique,

though with Master Zhou’s current incense fire level, the Tao Ancestor’s aura cannot yet surpass the Green Robed Buddha’s, who can guarantee that the Master won’t pull a trick out his sleeve, delivering a decisive blow in secret?"

"Hmph... I don’t believe Zhou Xuan can pull off any stunts."

Lu Shenjun circled back, saying: "I only ask one thing from you, Qing Yangyu—that if Zhou Xuan gets injured, crippled, or killed, and Bai Yujing brings it up, you will defend the Green Robed Buddha."

"My Green Robed Buddha, there’s nothing wrong with it."

"Alright, alright, alright, your Green Robed Buddha is perfect, I’ll testify to that." Qing Yangyu said, "Satisfied?"

"Satisfied." Lu Shenjun highly trusts the Green Robed Buddha; his visit to Changsheng Palace was not because of Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan’s fate has little to do with him.

He came to the palace just to have a prior agreement with Qing Yangyu, so that if something happens, the Green Robed Buddha can be distanced from it.

"Alright, the matter is settled, Qing Yangyu, don’t forget our agreement, if you regret it later, my temper isn’t great."

After saying this, Lu Shenjun conjured a wall of fire and was about to leave,

but Qing Yangyu called out to him: "Divine Monarch, don’t be in such a hurry to leave."

"What else?" Lu Shenjun asked.

Qing Yangyu said, "Old Lu, you came all this way, won’t you at least have some fun before leaving? Isn’t it a waste of time?"

"You think I’m like you, seeking pleasure every day? I need to return to the palace to read Buddhist Scriptures, today’s morning lesson hasn’t been done."

"In this life, you’ve killed eight thousand if not ten thousand, too many lives taken, there’s no future in practicing Buddhism."

Qing Yangyu laughed and said, "Why not find some entertainment, right now, we have the perfect entertainment at hand."

"Let’s hear it," Lu Shenjun wanted to see what Qing Yangyu had up his sleeve, so he asked.

"Master Zhou and the Green Robed Buddha are in a battle aura contest, a mortal body daring to challenge a God, there’s some spectacle in this fight."

"A battle the Green Robed Buddha is bound to win, what’s the spectacle there?" Lu Shenjun still firmly believes that his subordinate, the Great Buddha, will crush Zhou Xuan.

With a smirk, Qing Yangyu took out an emerald green elixir from his Secret Realm.

This elixir, resembling a worm egg, had a crystal shell, and inside, a green grasshopper slowly crawled, occasionally moving its mouthparts to screech.

"Look, this is my Green Worm Pill, truly my lifeline elixir. I want to bet with you."

Qing Yangyu said with a self-deprecating smile.

"You’re willing to stake the Insect Pill? You’re betting on Zhou Xuan winning?"

Lu Shenjun’s facial expression changed slightly,

Now, an insect pill is unlike a human pill or a qi pill—within the Secret Realm of the Heavenly Fire Clan, there resides an insect.

As the host’s Taoist cultivation progresses, the insect grows and develops many mystical powers, and every few years, it lays an egg called the Insect Pill.

For the Insect Master, consuming this Insect Pill can naturally enhance their cultivation, but more importantly, in times of life and death, consuming this Insect Pill can unleash special divine skills.

The Insect Pill can both enhance cultivation and save lives at critical moments, its value doesn’t need further explanation.

"Such a precious Insect Pill, you’re actually using it to bet on Zhou Xuan winning?"

Lu Shenjun questioned once more.

"Of course. Master Zhou is a talent I promoted, and he counts as one of Changsheng Palace’s people. Naturally, as Palace Master, I must support the young talents of my palace, not your Green Robed Buddha, right?"

Qing Yangyu continued.

"Ah, Qing Yang Palace Master, I truly can’t understand you."

Lu Shenjun’s hand rummaged within his Secret Realm, pulling out a scarlet insect pill.