Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 925 - 374: Guardian

In his grand masquerade as "Bi Fang", "Bi Fang" may not be able to block the karma and is also entangled in descending to the human world.

This scheme plots to kill two birds with one stone.

"This time, I’m not afraid of provoking great karma. I’m just afraid the karma isn’t provoked quickly enough."

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Medical College, Tent No. 46 in Area C.

Li Dazhu, the lacquer craftsman, sat in the tent with a furrowed brow, silent.

But he wasn’t truly silent. In fact, his consciousness was communicating with the vicious mice of the Earth Abyss.

The vicious mice of the Earth Abyss fragmented its consciousness into dust motes, spreading throughout the Medical College, but even among these dispersed consciousnesses, there was a hierarchy.

The strongest consciousness was the main consciousness of the vicious mice, and the other consciousnesses — those rodent-like patients — were merely its puppets.

Li Dazhu was one such puppet.

Among the numerous consciousnesses of the vicious mice, they even had their own titles: the main consciousness was called the Mouse King, and the puppets were called Little Mice.

"Little Mouse Li Dazhu, the heavenly dome God Bi Fang has seemingly descended to the mortal realm."

"Mouse King, I’ve heard of this and have even seen that old man with my own eyes."

"What is the old man’s cultivation level?" the Mouse King asked.

"It’s still unclear, but it’s known that the elderly storyteller’s skill in Dream Generation is extremely advanced, having reached a level of perfection." Li Dazhu replied.

After a moment of silence, the Mouse King spoke with some suspicion: "There are two Heavenly Books appearing in the world, with only one possessor of the Heavenly Book able to survive. This is the storyteller’s fate,

Bi Fang has always plotted to kill Zhou Xuan, who also possesses a Heavenly Book, so it’s somewhat reasonable to choose this moment to descend to the mortal realm..."

Li Dazhu also added, "Bi Fang seems to be trying to enlist us? Otherwise, if we join forces, the chance of defeating Zhou Xuan is quite high."

"Teaming up with a Heavenly Dome God? It’s not impossible, but... we must verify the identity first."

The Mouse King said: "Bi Fang could leave word that Bi’s Book Hall is at Little Turtle Mountain. You, Li Dazhu, were a lacquer craftsman in life. The Turtle Mountain Temple there was renovated a few years ago with your lacquer work. You’re familiar with it... you should make a trip to Little Turtle Mountain to investigate Bi Fang’s whereabouts."

"Understood."

Li Dazhu immediately lifted his head and severed the connection with the Mouse King. His eyes were somewhat bloodshot, on the verge of an outbreak of his rodent-like disease.

To avoid detection, Li Dazhu quickly bowed his head and left the living area of the Medical College, heading towards Turtle Mountain Temple.

...

Inside Turtle Mountain Temple, the Turtle Mountain Daoist cradled the Palm Ginseng, nearly drooling.

"In the past, with no incense offerings, I was hungry three out of every four days, but now, serving the great master, the incense is endless, truly endless."

"If I’m fed on incense like this, I fear I’ll ascend to six incense sticks in less than a month..."

"With the Daoist Temple as my life-bound temple, all I need to ascend levels is incense... Is it possible... that in this life, I’ll never have to work again?"

As the Turtle Mountain Daoist sank into the blissful dilemma, suddenly, his ears twitched as the temple’s walls resonated.

"There’s a sinister presence climbing the mountain."

The Turtle Mountain Daoist listened further, noting that the footsteps of the visitor were unlike those of other tourists—hesitant and unsure—which confirmed his suspicion. He immediately started devouring the Snow Mountain Palm Ginseng voraciously.

The Snow Mountain Palm Ginseng was rich in Buddha energy.

The divine beings in Jing Country could directly convert Buddha energy into their own incense.

Though now just a soul, the Turtle Mountain Daoist’s methods practiced during his lifetime were of the Mysterious Sect and were deeply rooted as a bona fide divine being.

With the Buddha energy entering his body, the Turtle Mountain Daoist’s incense level rapidly ascended.

One must understand the Turtle Mountain Daoist is no longer among the living; he clings to the Daoist Temple, undispersed as a soul. In some senses, he is the true temple priest.

Such entities exist in many Daoist Temples throughout Jing Country—known as Guardians.

Guardians are united with the temple; they have no incense, with the physical temple serving as their incense.

Thus, the Guardian’s incense is visible, like the Fox Clan’s incense.

However, Guardians mostly hide in secluded mountain temples, acting as their body, with limited range of movement, not often appearing in the mortal realm.

Without vast experience, limited knowledge makes it difficult to discern a Guardian’s incense level through a temple’s outward manifestation.

"With three incense sticks, there’s a mountain breeze inside the temple, and with four incense sticks, the temple briefly shines with golden light."

The Turtle Mountain Daoist gazed at his small temple, realizing that although the walls remained worn with peeling lacquer, golden points of light flowed within those old cracks.

The most conspicuous place was the temple’s plaque, on which the characters "Bi’s Book Hall" left by Zhou Xuan glowed with golden light around the edges, resembling gilding, manifesting an aura.

"It really has leveled up; that Snow Mountain Palm Ginseng does, indeed, have magical effects..."

Though the Turtle Mountain Daoist lay idle, the effortlessly gained incense still filled him with immense joy, and he secretly rejoiced.

At this moment, Li Dazhu was already hiding in the woods outside the temple, stealthily observing the small shrine.

"Little Mouse Li Dazhu, how are things?"

"When I first arrived at the temple, there was only a mountain breeze, and the gust rattled the temple’s wooden door. But after observing for a moment, a light rain began outside, and within the temple, I saw gilded colors, and the plaque’s name changed to Bi’s Book Hall."

"There is a Guardian inside the temple who ascended from three incense sticks to four incense sticks."

"Merely four incense sticks. The person inside the temple is certainly not Bi Fang." Li Dazhu concluded.

At a Heavenly Dome God level, who’s not above nine incense sticks? Four incense sticks versus nine is like heaven and earth; could it be Bi Fang?

"No, to ascend to four incense sticks in such a short time implies... the person inside the temple is highly likely a Daoist—a Daoist of Bi Fang’s."

The Mouse King sneered: "Daoists have a secret; when they fall to the mortal realm, there’s no incense, no fire, but they can rapidly climb the ranks,

Upper Soldier ascends to deity in seven days, Middle Soldier in thirty days, Lower Soldier in three months. Bi Fang descended to the mortal realm, likely risking it all against Zhou Xuan, bringing the most elite Daoist to the mortal world. It’s very plausible."

The Mouse King continued: "The person inside the temple is a Daoist, thus Bi Fang is the one behind the Daoist."

"Since the Mouse King has confirmed Bi Fang’s identity, I shall enter the temple and discuss a strategic alliance with Bi Fang to jointly eliminate Zhou Xuan."

"Hold on."

The Mouse King shouted a command, halting Li Dazhu...