Wandering Gods of Day and Night

"Oh... so aggressive?" Zhou Xuan said, frowning.

"In short, if it can be snatched, we’ll snatch it. If it can’t be snatched, we’ll burn everything and kill everyone. Our Snowfield Clan hasn’t read too many sages’ books, that’s just how it is."

Ning Jin Longba spoke with a hint of pride.

Zhou Xuan asked again, "Alright, raiding Ping Shui Prefecture, it’s that wild spirit of yours that we need. I’m eighty percent confident in letting you handle this."

"Only eighty percent?"

Ning Jin Longba pondered for a moment, then said, "Master Ning, rest assured. Once our Six Great Families have robbed enough and earned enough, Reincarnation Temple will not go without its share.

We’ll give thirty percent of the loot and grains we snatch to Reincarnation Temple to repair the temples, and the number of ceremonies next year will increase doubly."

Zhou Xuan coughed and nodded, saying, "Then I am fully confident."

The words "fully confident" made the lords of the Six Great Families beam with excitement, each ready to roll up their sleeves and rob energetically.

Zhou Xuan suddenly asked, "So, all six lords are here in Ping Shui Prefecture. My brother wanted me to ask—when all six Buddha Slaves awaken simultaneously, is it simply to stand up for the Six Great Families and quell the Great Snow Mountain curse?"

Ning Jin Longba replied, "Isn’t that enough?"

"It’s enough."

Zhou Xuan crossed his arms and said, "However, everything on Zhou Xuan, a man full of treasures, must be turned over to Reincarnation Temple when we kill him.

If you don’t give a little hint beforehand, and we seize the spoils, the six Buddha Slaves might come to snatch them. That would hurt our harmony and damage our reputation."

With Zhou Xuan laying it all out clearly, Ning Jin Longba didn’t hide anything either and said directly, "Master Ning, our Six Great Ancestors want just one thing, that is the Four Heavenly Venerable Cloud Patterns on Zhou Xuan’s Daoist robe."

"What’s so special about those cloud patterns?"

Zhou Xuan knowingly asked.

"They’re immensely useful. Inside, there are secrets about the Ancient Buddha. As for what the secrets are, how could we, these unworthy descendants, know?"

Zhou Xuan nodded, saying, "So the six Buddha Slaves are here to kill Zhou Xuan as well?"

"Master Ning, that’s an odd thing for you to say. Aren’t we, the Six Great Families, the Buddha Slaves, and you, Boba Golden Buddha, all here in Ping Shui Prefecture to kill Zhou Xuan?"

"Hey."

Zhou Xuan waved dismissively, with a disdainful look, "You’re here to kill Zhou Xuan, but I’m not here to kill Zhou Xuan... After all, I can’t kill myself."

"..." The six manor lords were simultaneously stunned, unable to comprehend the meaning behind Zhou Xuan’s words.

Only to see Zhou Xuan remove the "Hundred Human Phenomena," revealing his true face.

Ning Jin Longba was dumbfounded: "Zhou Xuan? Master Ning, why have you transformed into Zhou Xuan’s form?"

His thoughts hadn’t yet adjusted.

Zhou Xuan clarified, "Lord Longba, there’s something wrong with your statement. It’s not Ning Yu transforming into Zhou Xuan’s form, but me, Zhou Xuan, transforming into Ning Yu’s form."

"Hiss..."

Ning Jin Longba gasped, asking, "Then where is the real Master Ning Yu?"

"Oh, he’s been imprisoned by me in the Secret Realm long ago."

Zhou Xuan, full of smiles, walked to the tea table, took a clean cup, poured himself a cup of hot tea, and said, "Lord Longba, remember that fishing at Cuomo Heavenly Pool?"

When Ning Jin Longba heard Zhou Xuan mention that fishing event, many things clicked into place.

"Our Longba Manor’s steward, clan members, servants, and even my little child..."

"Oh, that little one of yours named Bai Ze Longba, I personally threw him into Cuomo Heavenly Pool."

"You... you..." Ning Jin Longba was trembling with anger.

Zhou Xuan calmly said, "If I didn’t orchestrate that murderous ceremony, how could you, Ning Jin Longba, have easily believed in the ’Great Snow Mountain Curse’ nonsense?

If you didn’t believe the curse, you surely wouldn’t have come to Ping Shui Prefecture to kill me,

If you didn’t come, after exterminating the other five families, I would have had to go up to the Snowfield to kill you, what a bother."

As Zhou Xuan spoke, his Bone Teeth had already emerged from his sleeve, much like snakes, weaving around the six lords in front of them and behind them.

Ning Jin Longba sensed extreme danger and was secretly building strength underfoot, eagerly waiting for the chance to escape.

He roared at Zhou Xuan, "Zhou Xuan, our Six Great Families have no grievances or enmities with you, why annihilate us?"

"Hey, weren’t you just swearing to rob women, money, and grain in Ping Shui Prefecture?

If it can be snatched, you’ll snatch it; if it can’t be snatched, you’ll kill and burn everything.

This is my hometown. If you plan to rampage and plunder in my home, how could that be without grievance or enmity with me?"

Zhou Xuan strolled leisurely within the teahouse, saying coldly, "Besides, with so many ties to Reincarnation Temple, to deal with Reincarnation Temple, I need to pull out the roots. To prevent any future troubles, so..."

He whistled,

the Bone Teeth took the order instantly, went berserk, transforming into white arcs, and pierced into Yuan Xikawa’s throat.

A stream of blood sprayed out, Yuan Xikawa’s body stiffened, jerked backward, pupils already enlarged,

the Bone Teeth, having succeeded in its strike, did not linger and continued to attack the other manor lords.

"Snow Plain Prefecture’s Clan Leader, so weak? Among you, is anyone with eight incense sticks?"

Zhou Xuan sneered.

He was a seven incense sticks Nu, Nu was originally the Cross-border King, and seven incense sticks could kill other Tangkou’s eight incense sticks effortlessly,

let alone that Zhou Xuan could still use "Nuoshen Qi Ji," once he resorted to Divination, his incense battle power could infinitely approach nine incense sticks in a short time.