Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 945 - 380: Soul Shepherd City in the Mist

Soul Shepherd City descending?

All along, the painter and the music master knew Zhou Xuan was crazy, but never did they imagine he could be this crazy.

Not only did King Xishan lose his composure, but the painter’s expression also froze, staring blankly at Zhou Xuan.

"Great Master, you must be joking."

The music master interjected.

King Xishan also regained his senses and quickly advised, "Oh, Great Master, that Soul Shepherd City belongs to the Netherworld. If it were to descend, even Mingjiang Prefecture would be beyond rebuilding. In time, it would become a desolate and ghostly land.

All the residents would become like the dead, never to be reborn."

"What are you thinking? What I meant by descending is not a real descent."

Zhou Xuan grabbed an empty wine cup from the table, poured some wine, drank it in one go, and said, "Actually, what I intend to do is create a deception, to fool the eyes of the people of Mingjiang Prefecture."

He pointed out the window at the "Prefecture City in the Clouds" and said, "Tonight when I was storytelling, did you notice that the wish power I gathered could not enter the Prefecture City in the Clouds?"

"Wasn’t it you... deliberately not letting it in?" King Xishan interrupted with a question.

"..." Zhou Xuan.

The painter echoed, "I thought the Great Master had a mysterious plan, deliberately intervening, which prevented the mountain of wish power from entering the Prefecture City."

Zhou Xuan had black lines running down his face: "Although we need strong trust between us, your trust is a bit excessive."

They had bungled the task, yet their minds filled in to think it was deliberately bungled.

"It’s not that I did it on purpose, but the locals of Mingjiang Prefecture, deep down, don’t believe the dead can be resurrected. So the wish power couldn’t enter the Prefecture City in the Clouds. As a last resort, I had Master Wu Ya find a way to collect that wish power to prevent it from dissipating into thin air."

As Zhou Xuan spoke to this point, the painter, King Xishan, and the music master’s brows all furrowed together as if in synchrony, forming the Chinese character for "river" (川).

"The Great Master’s words peeled away a layer of cloud, revealing a blind spot in our thinking. Indeed, for those of us who practice the Incense Fire Divine Dao, no matter how miraculous, it can be believed, but those common folk..."

"The common folk have hardly seen anyone resurrect, especially those who have died in Mingjiang Prefecture. The numbers are countless. How could they possibly believe that so many could come back to life together?"

"Yes, it’s said that human desire power has its origins in belief and trust. Without belief, without trust, it naturally becomes ineffective."

King Xishan, the painter, and the music master spoke one after another, identifying the problem.

Zhou Xuan nodded in agreement and said, "After experiencing this, I realized that the Will Heavenly Book is not a unilateral strong command but a supreme will, a worldly transformation co-written with the common people."

He recalled a game of chess he once had with the Mo Ya Monk, who had a saying that was very accurate—the talk during a game of chess is originally a joint creation of black and white into a wonderful painting.

The Will Heavenly Book is like this too.

The painter, hearing this, asked Zhou Xuan, "Great Master, according to you, are you planning to stage a play where all the people of Mingjiang Prefecture believe in resurrection?"

"Exactly."

Zhou Xuan said, "The theme of this play is the descent of Soul Shepherd City, and I’ve already picked the location for the descent."

"But how will Soul Shepherd City descend?"

"How it descends is for me to initiate. You don’t have to worry about it. What you need to do is help me to guide the audience—naturally—to the landing location."

Zhou Xuan already had a deep understanding of deception.

At the end of the day, deception is about seamlessly leading the deceived into a pre-designed trap.

To be successful in deception, effort must be placed on the words "seamless blending."

"To achieve seamless blending, one needs to employ ghostly methods to confuse perceptions."

King Xishan immediately responded to Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan knew upon hearing this that King Xishan was someone with ideas and promptly asked, "Lao Xi, listening to you, it sounds like you have a method?"

"Yes, yes!" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

King Xishan immediately said, "Our Fox Clan also understands spreading certain rumors. Today’s matter is no different from spreading rumors,

I’ll arrange for some not-yet-mature little foxes to say to some disaster victims at Hui Feng Medical College that Soul Shepherd City will descend in a certain place in Mingjiang Prefecture. Those victims will pass on the news, one to ten, ten to a hundred, and then they will spontaneously gather to witness the event,

in this way, it becomes a seamless blending."

After carefully considering King Xishan’s suggestion, Zhou Xuan first affirmed its feasibility,

"Hmm, in the big picture, there’s no problem, but there are some small directional details I think need to be discussed."

Zhou Xuan then modified the plan, saying, "First, before the little foxes spread the rumors, you, the music master, and Brother Peng should use divine power to create slight earthquakes to set the stage for the arrival of ’Soul Shepherd City.’

Second, when the little foxes spread rumors, they must not actively seek people to talk to. As I’ve mentioned, seamless blending... what does seamless mean... it’s when those little foxes are chatting in some corners and are ’accidentally’ overheard by Mingjiang Prefecture disaster victims...

Remember this feeling, it’s not that the foxes actively declare it, but are stumbled upon by disaster victims... people are always more inclined to believe rumors they overhear unintentionally and take them as truth, understood?"

As King Xishan listened, he quietly deliberated in his mind, and the more he pondered, the more he felt that Zhou Xuan’s thoughts were impeccable.