Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 1137 - 438: Day and Night Wandering God

Zhou Xuan issued a "sincere" invitation to Zhao Jinjia, the Tunnel Armor Sect Master in the sky.

"The Green and Red Fish belong to the Tao Ancestor, and they are the pinnacle of alchemy treasures between Heaven and Earth. Such treasures ought to be inherited by the orthodox Taoist sects. Tunnel Armor Grandmaster, it is most reasonable for you to take the lead."

Zhou Xuan’s words grew more sincere and humble, almost to the point of him making a bow in mid-air towards Zhao Jinjia.

For a moment, Zhao Jinjia was deeply conflicted. A faint layer of golden lines appeared on his skin, like armor thin as a cicada’s wing.

Within the Protective Divine Spell of the Bone Elder Association, there is a mantra: "Golden Sword and Golden Armor, protect my divine form." But when it comes to true Golden Armor, the "Golden Armor" of the Beijing Tunnel Armor Sect is the genuine Divine Armor.

This old Daoist, since he is wearing armor, still wants to lead the Green and Red Fish,

The Jing Country is not a land rich in magic artifacts, and its development and utilization of them are far inferior to the Buddha Country,

Precisely for this reason, when a supreme magic artifact appears in the world, how could there not be a reason to seize it?

"The Green and Red Fish..."

Zhao Jinjia greedily gazed at the thickest part of the "Green and Red Fog" on the street, but upon looking deeper, he seemed to see—a fierce beast lurking within the fog, ready to devour anyone who steps in, meeting their end.

This bizarre sense of fear swallowed most of his greed, and he chuckled, saying softly, "Great Master, just like that butcher down there said—whoever slaughters the pig, the pork belongs to him.

Since the Fish Monk was bound and killed by you, then the Green and Red Fish ought to be yours. How could I have any reason to meddle..."

He also wanted to find an excuse to avoid leading the Green and Red Fish, but Zhou Xuan hadn’t even responded when the butcher boldly spoke up,

"The pig was slaughtered by the Great Master, that’s true. The pork belongs to him, that’s also true. But if he wishes to give the pork away, that’s not my business to interfere with."

The butcher pointed forward with his knife and said, "Zhao Jinjia, if you want the fish, then just come and take it. There’s no need to push back and forth."

These words were as heartless as two locks placed across a river, blocking the upstream and downstream, making it so Zhao Jinjia could neither advance nor retreat.

Zhao Jinjia, feeling helpless, kicked the "Green and Red Fish," this hot potato, to Man Changshan, the leader of the Ba People.

"Leader Man, your Ba People have occupied the Yellow Origin for a thousand years. This place is your territory. Since the Green and Red Fish emerged from Yellow Origin, the fish should naturally belong to you."

"Heh."

Man Changshan snickered and said, "In the Taoist community, we are always viewed as practitioners of the great heretical way, and you can hardly wait to eradicate us. You, with your orthodox roots, should take the fish. I won’t take it. I’ll leave it for the orthodox Mysterious Sect."

The hot potato was sent back again. Zhao Jinjia could only look towards the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Eye Temple—Ji Mu Daoist.

Ji Mu Daoist had his eyes slightly closed, viewing the world solely through the Heavenly Eye in his hand, and raised his right hand high—his "eye above his forehead" in the literal sense.

His Heavenly Eye scanned Zhao Jinjia with a disdainful expression and said bluntly,

"Sect Leader Zhao, when your Tunnel Armor people slaughtered our Heavenly Eye Sect members, you were quite ruthless. Today, the Great Master voluntarily offered the fish, yet you dare not take it?"

The struggle for the title "First of the Mysterious Sect" between the Heavenly Eye Temple and the Tunnel Armor Sect had lasted many years, with numerous fierce battles and countless casualties on both sides.

Thus, Ji Mu Daoist and Zhao Jinjia never got along,

Now, with Zhao Jinjia delivering a chance to ridicule him on a silver platter, how could Ji Mu Daoist resist the opportunity to verbally humiliate this Tunnel Armor Sect Master thoroughly?

"What do you mean, dare not? I am just following protocol."

"Protocol... Hearing this word from Sect Leader Zhao’s mouth truly feels unfamiliar."

Ji Mu Daoist gently stroked his goatee, smiling slyly as he said, "Actually, what harm is there in not daring to go down to lead? Zhao Jinjia, if you call me ’Grandfather’ three times in front of these people, I’ll take the lead and go into the Green and Red Fog to investigate. How about it?"

"Hmph!"

To call a rival "Grandfather"—such a disgraceful act to his sect’s reputation, Zhao Jinjia would never do it, yet he dared not go down to lead, so he remained awkwardly in place, feigning ignorance.

These three wielders of the world’s Taoist tradition made no further moves, leaving the air filled only with a sense of tranquility.

Meanwhile, Zhou Xuan had not been idle. He secretly employed the "Dunjia Incense" technique—the River of Destiny.

If there was truly great danger within the Green and Red Fog, it must surely be an ambush created by "people."

Where there are people, there is fate.

Feeling destiny, he knew precisely what was hidden in the fog.

With a plan in mind, it was time for implementation. Zhou Xuan first entered the "Turtle Breath Millennium" state.

After the Divine Turtle Meditation, Zhou Xuan summoned the Blood Well Human Brain from the Secret Realm, enhancing his Perception to the limits, then emitted sound waves into the thick Green and Red Fog that no ordinary person could hear.

The sound waves oscillated and resonated, creating two rivers of destiny within the thick fog.

The river water was extremely pure, but the quality was such that one emitted Qing Guang, and the other shone with mild red.

"Within this thick fog, there is only the Green and Red Fish, nothing else."

Zhou Xuan’s "River of Destiny" never detected where the lurking danger lay.

However... not detecting it did not mean there was no danger.

Beneath the oscillating sound waves sent forth by Zhou Xuan, beyond those two long rivers of green and red, he also saw a small pool.

But as soon as the small pool appeared, it rapidly shrank until it was invisible to the naked eye.