Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 868 - 358: Dragon Seeking Spirit, A Lineage Continued (Part 4)
"God of Suffering, vassal..."
"Your vassal, my ass, you beast!"
Zhou Xuan once again swung backhand at the Painter, the slap sending him directly to the ground.
"What happened to me?"
The Painter came to his senses, spat out a thick phlegm, and felt as if he were in a fog.
Lao Yun woke up early, and understood the situation soon, he told the Painter: "Old Hua, we acted like madmen, Xuanzi gave each of us a slap to wake us up."
"Is that so?" 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂
The Painter then looked at Zhou Xuan, asking Yun Ziliang: "Lao Yun, what’s happening to the great master, staring blankly at his hand, not moving?"
Yun Ziliang also looked over. Indeed, Zhou Xuan was bowing his head, looking at his reddened palm, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Old Hua, you know, Xuanzi is a kind person, slapping us without a reason must make him feel guilty inside, let him take his time, he’ll be fine."
Zhou Xuan relaxed for a moment and finally said to Yun Ziliang and the Painter, "So it turns out slapping people is really satisfying..."
Yun Ziliang: "..."
Painter: "..."
"I really want to slap again, it’s so gratifying." Zhou Xuan looked at Lao Yun and the Painter again.
"..." Lao Yun and the Painter.
"Great master, I advise you to be kinder." The Painter said hesitantly.
...
The brain of the forebears had perished, the deception within the Earth Abyss fully unraveled, and Miss Qiang within the Secret Realm slowly recovered.
The Big Child and Third Child inside the Secret Realm had already started demanding an immediate restart of "Flying Chess" and "Monopoly."
"We’re the heroes, without us brothers, none of you would survive, come on, let’s play chess." The Big Child stood with hands on his hips, full of swagger.
Miss Qiang allowed the remaining Blood Well People to play with the Big Child and the Second Child, while she, in the form of a consciousness, slipped out of Zhou Xuan’s Secret Realm, gazing at the cocoon, Silver Ginkgo Blood Tree, and the lifeless "Forebears’ Brain" within the Earth Abyss.
She immediately said to Zhou Xuan: "Ah Xuan, before entering the Earth Abyss, I mentioned that the things in here, their power attributes, are very similar to our Blood Flesh Divine Dynasty’s main brain—now it’s confirmed, the Forebears’ Brain uses the Gathering Technique of our Blood Flesh Divine Dynasty to condense consciousness."
This deepest part of the Earth Abyss is closely tied to the Blood Flesh Divine Dynasty.
Zhou Xuan made a gesture for silence to Miss Qiang, saying: "Ah Qiang, the strangeness in the Earth Abyss isn’t just about this one thing, let’s not rush, take it slowly, right, Mountain Ancestor?"
Though the Forebears’ Brain is dead, the quirky questions within the Earth Abyss are piling up—
—Firstly, what exactly is the Mother of Earth Abyss?
"Mountain Ancestor" distinguishes clearly between the Mother of Earth Abyss and the Forebears’ Brain, indicating that the Mother of Earth Abyss is its own entity, separate from the Forebears’ Brain.
That enormous brain isn’t the true heart of the Earth Abyss.
Secondly, what is the Child of the Earth Abyss—Zhou Xuan himself is released by the Mother of Earth Abyss as the "Child of the Earth Abyss," what’s this about.
Lastly, what exactly is the "Wind Horse Sparrow" as a Tangkou, and why do its disciples appear underground at a depth of ten thousand meters.
Zhou Xuan tossed these questions to the temporarily "Ginkgo Tree Root imprisoned" Mountain Ancestor.
"Brother Zhou, Master Ancestor, please cut these Ginkgo Tree roots on me—it’s really uncomfortable being trapped."
"Mountain Ancestor" laid straight on the ground, exposing his back, where two Ginkgo roots had penetrated.
The penetration point was Mountain Ancestor’s Secret Realm, which was controlled by the tree; if he used incense, the roots would tear his Secret Realm apart.
Even for Heavenly Dome Level Gods, a Secret Realm couldn’t withstand too much turmoil.
"Are you really Mountain Ancestor?"
Yun Ziliang first asked.
"I already called you Master Ancestor, so am I Mountain Ancestor or not?"
Mountain Ancestor retorted.
"I’ll check to know."
Yun Ziliang stretched out his hand, feeling the Ginkgo Tree branches, sensing a flow of "Dragon Seeking Qi;" everything else can be faked, but not Dragon Seeking Qi.
"Indeed, he is Mountain Ancestor."
Yun Ziliang turned his hand into a blade, cut the two root branches, restoring Mountain Ancestor’s freedom.
"Come on, help us solve some mysteries."
Zhou Xuan crossed his arms, having many questions for Mountain Ancestor.
Unexpectedly, Mountain Ancestor’s demeanor changed, high and cold sternness appeared on his face, saying coldly: "I am at God-level, returning to the Heavenly Vault Divine Country is my proper business, everyone, thanks for the rescue, I’ll take my leave first."
After this, Mountain Ancestor waved his sleeve, raising a gust from flat ground.
"Farewell."
Mountain Ancestor’s figure was swept up by the wind and vanished.
Zhou Xuan stared at Yun Ziliang: "Lao Yun, do you Dragon Seeking Heavenly Masters... have any decent people? Your Dragon Seeking Spirit is inherited from generation to generation!"
Yun Ziliang, for being undignified in old age, Zhao Wuya for being cheeky and restless, and now Mountain Ancestor, this bastard is even worse, actually a "pants-on-deny-account" scoundrel.
"Cough, cough," Yun Ziliang’s old face blushed with shame, not expecting that even as a Dragon Seeking Hermit, one was more unreliable than the next.
The Painter sent out the Hall Secret Letter: "Gather all the forces of Mingjiang Prefecture... intercept ’Mountain Ancestor’."
...
Mountain Ancestor turned into a gust of wind, swept out ten thousand meters, out of the Earth Abyss Well.
On exiting the well, he found outside the well there was a young Dragon Seeking Taoist guarding the "Heavenly Light Array" at the wellhead.
Peng Sheng at eight tables, gazing at nine, was stroking the Bone Zither,
Peng Sheng at eight tables, gazing at nine, along with several new Priests of the Tree Clan, leaned against the stone room wall, and the Peach Blossom Ancestor Tree hovered above the High Wall of the Stone Room wellhead,
Numerous Divine Lanterns, like the blossoms of the Peach Blossom Ancestor Tree, were suspended beneath its branches, ready to descend at any moment,
The sound of the golden bell of Mingjiang Prefecture echoed endlessly.
"Dong, dong, dong!"
Peng Sheng looked at "Mountain Ancestor," sneered: "Dragon Seeking Mountain Ancestor, guess whether our Mingjiang Prefecture dares to cut down gods?"
