Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 413 - 225: The Entire Clan Ascends_4

The process seemed smooth, but that was the Heavenly God-level Nuo God, the strongest Alien Ghost Blood Well of Jing Country, and one of the nine Ancestor Trees—the Ginkgo.

It took gathering such immense power to so easily kill the Great Heavenly King.

But now, the Nuo God is in a deep slumber,

and no one knows where the Ginkgo Ancestor Tree is.

"The well seems unreliable at times. If the Mother of Hundred Demons truly awakens, with the current decline of Mingjiang Prefecture, how will they resist?"

Zhou Xuan stood up and said to the four brothers of the Shi Family, "Let’s end the conversation here for today. If I think of any questions, I’ll come find you to fill in the gaps."

"Thank you, benefactor."

The four brothers of the Shi Family bowed deeply to Zhou Xuan. To them, he was the young Nuo God who had helped the Tree Clan destroy the Three-headed Stone Buddha.

"I’m busy with things these two days. Once I get through them, I’ll take you to see the Peach Blossom Ancestor Tree."

"Benefactor has seen the Ancestor Tree?!"

The four brothers of the Shi Family were visibly surprised.

"Yes, how should I put it?" Zhou Xuan said, "I cultivate Nuo, which requires traversing nine Tangkous. The second Tangkou involves tattoos, and I study the twenty-four Divine Images."

"The Tattoo Ancestor? Are you the Great Ancestor who will save our Ancient Clan?"

Upon hearing the twenty-four Divine Images and the Peach Blossom Ancestor Tree, the Shi Family brothers fell into a brief daze, as if the Tattoo Ancestor had appeared before them. novelbuddy-cσ๓

"I am not the Great Ancestor. Your Tattoo Ancestor is only one person—him."

Zhou Xuan pointed to Peng Sheng on the Divine Platform and said, "The Tattoo Ancestor can only be the Peach Blossom Witch. I’m not the savior of your Ancient Clan either; I simply enjoy smashing the Three-headed Stone Buddha."

After saying this, Zhou Xuan severed his connection to the Divine Revelation Secret Realm.

He had actually wanted to take the four brothers to see the Peach Blossom Ancestor Tree right then, but he only had three return opportunities left to the hall.

"Three trips left to the hall—I need to ensure I reach three sticks of incense. I really can’t waste them."

Zhou Xuan decided to wait until he studied the eighth layer of tattoos before bringing the four brothers into the Totem Hall to meet the Peach Blossom Ancestor Tree.

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"To enter the Tattoo Forbidden Land requires energy similar to Netherworld Stone. Above the eight sticks of incense of the Three-headed Stone Buddha is the Hundred-Eyed High Priest at the ’Seven Sittings, Eight Gazings’ level. The other priests are not weak either.

The current Ancient Tattoo Clan still holds some strength."

Weighing all factors, Zhou Xuan finalized his plan—first, find a way to enter the Tattoo Forbidden Land, then find a method to send the Ancestor Tree into the Forbidden Land and turn the priests against their leaders.

Thinking of this,

Zhou Xuan decided to seek out Yun Ziliang for a conversation. ’An elder at home is like a priceless treasure.’

He descended to the ground floor,

where Yun Ziliang and Zhao Wuya were chatting. A few plates of food were laid out on the countertop as the two enjoyed some small drinks.

Seeing Zhou Xuan, Zhao Wuya was excited and said to him, "Mr. Zhou, guess what? I think I saw the East Mountain Fox Lady. My compass moved! I told my master, but he didn’t believe me, saying I was just drunk dreaming.

You’ve got to back me up."

"You said you saw the East Mountain Fox Lady?"

"Yes."

"Eat a few more peanuts. Look at how drunk you’ve gotten." Zhou Xuan took the plate of peanuts and handed it to Zhao Wuya.

Zhao Wuya: "..."

"Old Yun, I’m going to be straightforward with you today. To be honest, these past few days, I’ve been constantly monitored by the Ancient Tattoo Clan."

Now that his connection was severed, Zhou Xuan finally dared to speak freely. He explained everything about the Ancient Tattoo Clan to Yun Ziliang.

Yun Ziliang listened with wide eyes,

and his excitement showed when he gave Zhou Xuan a thumbs-up. "You brat, running through the shadow world and apprenticing under them—you’re in the wrong profession. You should be acting in movies. Under my very own nose, you’ve been playing a role for days?"

"Mr. Zhou, your life is so exciting." Zhao Wuya was a bit envious.

Yun Ziliang flicked Zhao Wuya sharply on the forehead and said, "Don’t idolize him blindly. If you were Xiao Zhou, forget about fooling them with an act—you’d have been taken to the Forbidden Land by the Ancient Tattoo Clan ages ago to serve as their vessel, just like this."

He pointed to the nearby wine cup.

For the first time, Zhao Wuya felt so insulted by a wine cup.

"Old Yun, this is just the matter of the Ancient Tattoo Clan. I still need to tell you about the situation in Peng Town."

Zhou Xuan recounted events from 300 years ago, involving the Nuo God, the Blood Well, and the Ginkgo Ancestor Tree.

This left Yun Ziliang staring wide-eyed like Yuan Buyu had before, exclaiming, "Huh?!"

"You brat, how many more secrets are you hiding from me?"

"That’s it, that’s it. If I remember more later, I’ll tell you slowly." Zhou Xuan smiled.

"You have to remember before you can tell me?" Yun Ziliang shook his head and said, "Still, kid, you’ve done a brilliant job. Without you, who knows how much havoc the Prajnaparamita Buddha Country, the Mother of Hundred Demons, and the Three-headed Stone Buddha might’ve caused for Mingjiang Prefecture."

At this point, his tone turned somber. Now, from Zhou Xuan’s account, he learned how the tattoo master Peng Sheng had perished 300 years ago.

"Peach Blossom Witch, you weren’t cunning enough, nor ruthless enough. You fell for the Three-headed Stone Buddha’s trick. But no matter what, you’re forever the Tattooed Clan’s Great Ancestor. Only those who wholeheartedly dedicate themselves to their clan can be called a Great Ancestor."

Having suffered the calamity of clan extermination himself, Yun Ziliang felt a shared sorrow with Peng Sheng. He lifted his wine cup and poured its contents onto the ground as a tribute from 300 years in the future.

"Xiao Zhou, chosen by both the Blood Well and the Nuo God—you’re worthy of being their heir. As your elder, I must step up this time to support you. For you, and for my old comrade Peng Sheng, who journeyed westward with me."

"To enter the Forbidden Land, you don’t actually need Netherworld Stone. I have the Dragon Riding Skill. Just by analyzing the aura of that Buddha’s Seal, I can summon a Big Dragon to charge into the Forbidden Land."

Yun Ziliang’s Dragon Riding Skill was something he had realized after surviving his own clan’s calamity. For many years, he guarded it like a treasure, never sharing it with anyone.

Now, with the Prajnaparamita Buddha Country eyeing them maliciously, the Mother of Hundred Demons on the verge of awakening, and the Three-headed Stone Buddha still using Peng Sheng’s corpse as its foundation,

faced with national crisis, personal vengeance, and newfound trust in Zhou Xuan, Yun Ziliang was willing to share his secret treasure with him...

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