Wandering Gods of Day and Night

Boba, however, was relentless and called Ning Jin back: "Lord Longba, look into my eyes."

"Golden Buddha, Longba admits his mistake."

"You don’t know your mistake. Lift your head and look into my eyes." Boba reprimanded again.

Only then did Ning Jin Longba lift his head, timidly looking into Boba’s eyes.

Boba’s eyes were murky, but upon close inspection, they seemed to contain an infinite world, boundlessly vast and terrifying.

"Your male and female slaves were born just like you, yet they are destined to serve you their whole lives, to be beasts of burden. Have you ever asked them—is it fair?"

"In Snow Plain Prefecture, your Six Great Families hold power over life and death. Your youngest child was insulted by a few ignorant kids during an outing,

and the entire families of those kids were hung and tortured by your Longba family’s hands. Have you ever asked them if it was fair?"

"In Snow Plain Prefecture, you act with impunity. How many times has our Reincarnation Temple helped suppress your followers’ momentum? Do you want to ask the entire Prefecture City what fairness is?"

"Yes... yes... Longba already admits to his mistake."

Ning Jin Longba kept his head low, sweating profusely.

Only then did Boba calm down and say, "Longba, all the states have their own Heavenly Gods, but our Snow Plain Prefecture has only the Ancient Buddha.

The Ancient Buddha has long been divided into the Twenty-one Zen, unable to protect our full safety. We can only rely on ourselves,

offer up the finest, the most enticing sacrifices, feed that will to satisfaction, and only then can our Snow Plain Prefecture escape this disaster."

Upon hearing the word "sacrifice," Ning Jin Longba inwardly lamented,

that throughout the year, the Reincarnation Temple holds countless large and small sacrificial rites and Life Temples,

and these ceremonies are financed and supplied with sacrifices by the Six Great Families, wearing them down physically and mentally. Moreover, for more than a hundred years, the Reincarnation Temple has been increasingly aggressive in requiring sacrifices,

and in the past ten years, the appetite of the Reincarnation Temple has grown immensely, causing much suffering to the Six Great Families.

But the Six Great Families and the Reincarnation Temple are intertwined deeply, and they never intended to rip each other apart, so they begrudgingly endured, holding more sacrifices whenever necessary.

And now,

this sacrifice concerns the survival of the Six Great Families, so Ning Jin Longba dared not be stingy,

gritting his teeth, he said to the Golden Buddha Boba, "In that case, Golden Buddha, whatever kind of sacrifice you need, the Six Great Families will unite to provide it for you."

Boba’s eyebrows twitched lightly, and after sipping some milk tea, he leisurely said, "Longba, let me remind you of two points,

First, I do not need the sacrifices, the will does.

Second, this time the sacrifice is too great, and it cannot be some male or female slaves or people with special destinies that will suffice."

"Then what is required?"

Ning Jin Longba asked.

"Have you heard of Zhou Xuan?"

"Of course, I’ve heard of him." Ning Jin Longba replied without hesitation, "Now, who in the entire Jing Country hasn’t heard of the great Mr. of Mingjiang Prefecture?

Jing Country, though vast, only has nine states, and Mr. alone presides over two prefectures, Ping Shui Prefecture and Mingjiang Prefecture, both of which recognize Zhou Xuan as their lord. This kind of power, perhaps only the ’Earth Child’ in the Capital Mansion, can surpass him."

Boba nodded slightly and asked again, "Then Zhao Wuya, do you know who he is?"

"I know this of course too."

Ning Jin Longba said: "Master Wu Ya resides within Zhao Wuya’s body; in other words, he is the Buddhist sect’s vessel of Wu Ya Zen."

Boba clapped his hands in laughter and said, "Since you know, that makes it easier. This time, the sacrifice I want to offer to the will is Zhao Wuya,

but Zhao Wuya is always with Zhou Xuan, and Zhou Xuan is a difficult person to deal with, so..."

"So... you need the Six Great Families to help you?"

Hearing Boba’s plan, Ning Jin Longba was a bit flustered,

although the Six Great Families were sequestered in Snow Plain Prefecture, they were very aware of what was happening outside.

"Golden Buddha Boba, your plan, I’m afraid, is quite deep in intention." Ning Jin Longba counted on his fingers, listing item by item for Boba to hear,

"Zhou Xuan controls the Divine Departments of two prefectures, and he himself is a Nuo of the Seven Incense Sticks, and the Nuo God, worshiped by the Zhou Family’s Troupe, is not a Scattered Daoist; he is merely slumbering."

"Moreover, Zhou Xuan is the appointed Master Yujing of Bai Yujing, and with this status intact, we cannot act against him."

"Why can’t we act?" Boba’s gaze carried an ominous gleam as he inquired.

"If we could silently eliminate Zhou Xuan, then perhaps it’d be better, but if we fail to kill Zhou Xuan,

Bai Yujing, Mingjiang Prefecture, Ping Shui Prefecture, the Sky Dome Heavenly Fire Clan, this chain of forces pressing into the snowfield... our Six Great Families would be utterly eradicated."

Ning Jin Longba shook his head faster than a rattle, continuously murmuring: "No, no, the Six Great Families wouldn’t dare risk such a large gamble."

"Do the Six Great Families have a choice?"

Boba struck a nerve with Ning Jin Longba, stating, "Lord Longba, other than Zhao Wuya as the sacrifice, there is no other sacrifice under heaven that can quell the disaster brought down by the will,

and when the snow disaster strikes, your Six Great Families, too, will be buried in ice and snow,

either way, it’s death, why not dare to take a gamble?"

"By gambling, perhaps there’s a way to survive."

"If not, the Six Great Families won’t survive this winter."