Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 938 - 378: Deceiving Mingjiang Prefecture

The distance between the Wish Power of all living beings and the Cloud Prefecture City always falls short by thirty feet. Zhou Xuan focused his energy again, pushing the momentum of the storytelling on stage, but it was still of no avail.

The audience’s Wish Power continued to be generated inexhaustibly, and the density of this power was continuously increasing. Zhou Xuan even felt that these Wish Powers were so densely packed that if condensed further, they could squeeze out water.

"But how can the distance be shortened?"

Zhou Xuan told the story while worriedly looking at the Cloud Prefecture City.

At this moment, Zhao Wuya, who was listening to the story in the audience, also changed. He first lowered his head, then when he looked up again, he had transformed into the luminous Buddha’s image of "Master Wu Ya."

Zhao Wuya chanted the Buddha’s name: "Amitabha."

The sound of the Buddha’s name was not loud but did not escape Zhou Xuan’s ears.

Zhou Xuan looked at Master Wu Ya and their gazes met perfectly.

Master Wu Ya smiled and nodded, pointing in a direction.

Zhou Xuan then looked in the direction he was pointing. Initially, he didn’t see anything unusual, but as he gazed more intently and maximized his vision, he indeed saw—there were a dozen strands of Wish Power detaching from the Mountain of Wish Power, drifting towards the Cloud Prefecture City.

Each of these dozen strands of Wish Power was as thin as a hair, and the distance from Zhou Xuan was too far. Without the heightened "Clairvoyance" of his five senses, it would have been impossible to see clearly.

"Why are there a dozen strands of Wish Power that can be infused into the Cloud Prefecture City?"

Doubt arose in Zhou Xuan’s heart, and he summoned the Blood Well Human Brain in the Secret Realm, pushing his Perception to the limit once more.

Then he concentrated his Perception on his eyes, tracking those hair-thin strands of Wish Power with his gaze.

Following the trace,

this investigation indeed allowed Zhou Xuan to see the truth.

It turned out that these dozen thin strands all originated from the children considering ending their lives at the Turtle Mountain Taoist Temple.

In the afternoon, Zhou Xuan and the Turtle Mountain Taoist performed "theater in the countryside," playing the roles of these children’s parents with one purpose—to strengthen their confidence so they wouldn’t consider ending their lives lightly, at least not until the Mingjiang Prefecture was rebuilt.

It was precisely because of an afternoon of "parent visit theater" that these children developed a heartfelt belief—once the rebuilding of the Mingjiang Prefecture was complete, their parents would return.

It was this firm belief that allowed their Wish Power, like a silver needle, to pierce through all obstacles, flying into the Cloud Prefecture City.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Xuan recalled Master’s Wu Ya’s words from the afternoon.

When he commented on Zhou Xuan’s efforts for the children, he said, "Great Maestro, what you intend to do today is extremely important and will decide the success or failure of the Mingjiang Prefecture’s reconstruction."

Looking back now, Master Wu Ya’s insightful prediction seems to be coming true.

"Only those with strong faith can send their Wish Power into the Cloud Prefecture City."

Zhou Xuan concluded the crux of the issue.

But what he couldn’t understand was... why did these children have enough faith, while the rest of the people in Mingjiang Prefecture lacked sufficient confidence in the reconstruction of Mingjiang Prefecture?

Zhou Xuan was too exhausted from storytelling at the moment to think deeply, but he realized... it wasn’t realistic to immediately and quickly solve the issue of the people of Mingjiang Prefecture’s lack of confidence.

The audience was simply too vast in number.

"The issue can be solved privately, but the immense Wish Power gathered at the scene, if lost, would be extremely regrettable."

With this in mind, Zhou Xuan raised his folded fan, signaling for a tea break to pause the storytelling.

He stepped off the stage, walked to Master Wu Ya’s side, and said, "Master Wu Ya, you have unfortunately been proven right."

"It wasn’t I who got it right, but rather I foresaw those dozen strands of Wish Power penetrating the Cloud Prefecture City,"

Master Wu Ya replied.

Zhou Xuan immediately got to the point, asking, "A massive mountain of Wish Power is unwilling to enter the Cloud Prefecture City, likely due to encountering some thorny issues. To solve this problem, does Master Wu Ya have any ingenious solutions?"

"I am no smarter than the Great Maestro. What the Great Maestro hasn’t thought of, this humble monk naturally hasn’t thought of either."

Master Wu Ya gently shook his head.

Zhou Xuan asked again, "If there is no good solution to the problem, it is not a big issue for the time being, but it’s a pity for the city’s Wish Power. If it dissipates without reason, it would be quite a loss."

Wish Power, once gathered, must be sent into the Cloud Prefecture City as quickly as possible. If not sent in, it will naturally disperse over time.

These Wish Powers were not easy to come by; watching them disperse caused Zhou Xuan to feel a pang of pain.

"As for this matter, the humble monk can help."

Master Wu Ya looked towards the direction of the banks of the Mingjiang, where his junior brother—the Bodhi Tree transformed by the Joyful Zen Master—was located.

"My junior brother’s tree excels at collecting various energies between Heaven and Earth. The tree originally had only seven leaves. One collects the dead air of the Mingjiang, and another can collect Human Desire Power.

Great Maestro, do you wish to collect it?"

"Collect it."

Without hesitation, Zhou Xuan replied.

"Very well."

Master Wu Ya immediately assumed a meditative posture, and then from the Bodhi Tree on the bank, a leaf inexplicably detached, then another leaf, dispersing into tens of thousands, flying grandiosely towards Hui Feng Medical College. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

The Wish Powers that couldn’t enter the Cloud Prefecture City were absorbed by the hovering moon-refracting leaves.

Due to the gentle shroud of moonlight, the leaves initially appeared silvery-white, but as the Wish Powers were collected, they gradually exhibited colorful hues.

The closely packed Bodhi leaves, when gathered together, seemed to form a magnificent bridge across the horizon, capturing the audience’s attention.