Wandering Gods of Day and Night

Chapter 1370 - 513: Counterattack Against Xianhuo

"Oh? As long as it’s chewed to death, can I really cover up the mischief I’ve caused?"Zhou Xuan squinted, glancing at Yin Nu’er.

Yin Nu’er felt a bit uneasy under the gaze, holding a teacup, speaking to Zhou Xuan: "My worm possesses some divine skills. It only feeds on the spiritual energy of the elixirs, not the elixir body. The elixirs it destroys, regardless of who it is under the Heavenly Dome, cannot perceive it as man-made damage."

Afraid that Zhou Xuan wouldn’t be assured, he added: "That Fish Monk from Yellow Field Prefecture was once highly regarded by the Heavenly Dome, but the elixirs he crafted increasingly deteriorated over time..."

"Oh! So it was your Fire Sect messing around?"

"The Fish Monk only thought his alchemy technique hadn’t improved, but how could he know that nine Devouring Pill Worms had crawled into the pill furnace he made with Yunlu Mountain?"

Yin Nu’er spoke increasingly triumphantly.

It was only then that Zhou Xuan understood the events of the past.

Once, the Fish Monk seized the Yunlu Mountain from Alchemist Bai Lu, but the Heavenly Dome didn’t intervene. Why? It was because they thought highly of the Green and Red Fish hidden within the Fish Monk, an excellent aid in alchemy.

At first, the Fish Monk’s elixirs were genuinely remarkable, crafting those Human Pills with precision and greatly satisfying the Heavenly Dome. He enjoyed a brief period of unparalleled glory.

However, this brilliance lasted only a century before disaster struck; the elixirs he crafted worsened, and the failure rate was exceedingly high.

The Heavenly Dome gradually marginalized the Fish Monk, relegating him to delivering elixirs to lower-tier God-level figures like Li Changxun, the Nine Palaces, and the Heavenly Eye Taoist.

And the Fish Monk grew increasingly lazy, running the elixir business into the ground.

Turns out, it was the handiwork of the Fire Sect all along.

"My worm’s capabilities have been honed through trials, invisible to the Heavenly Dome. The Hierarch can use it without worry."

Yin Nu’er then pushed the two elixirs, one green and one red, towards Zhou Xuan again, urging: "Hierarch, release the worm."

"Alright, alright."

Without further hesitation, Zhou Xuan released his right hand, allowing the hungry Devouring Pill Worm to slide its mouthparts and burrow into the elixirs.

Seven or eight of Zhou Xuan’s premium Joyful Longevity Pills began to wither like wilting flowers, losing their luster. The rich medicinal aroma transformed into a pungent stench, resembling the smell of a corpse.

Human Pills, made from "human desire," if crafted well, concentrate the essence of human desire, resulting in an indescribably delightful fragrance.

But if poorly made, they absorb all sorts of putrid aromas from the "human desire," resulting in a nauseating stench like that of a corpse.

Immediately, Zhou Xuan sealed the elixir package, stood up, and took the red and green elixirs, saying, "Mr. Yin, you’re greedy."

"Hierarch is straightforward; I’ll toast you with tea instead of wine." Yin Nu’er raised his teacup, smiling.

Zhou Xuan ignored him, brushing his sleeves as he left, only saying: "Mr. Yin, remember me if you have such opportunities later."

"Naturally, naturally."

Mr. Yin continually bowed as Zhou Xuan departed.

...

Apart from mastering the "Shaman" techniques, Zhou Xuan also practiced the Space Law. Within a few moments, he stepped into the sinkhole in Mingjiang West.

Then, he opened the package, reached into the elixirs, and pulled out the Devouring Pill Worm with its sharp mouthparts.

Inside the package, at least twenty to thirty elixirs had already been destroyed, turned into wasted pills.

"This wretched worm is quite the glutton, isn’t it?"

With a squeeze of his two fingers, Zhou Xuan pinched the worm’s head flat, green liquid smearing his hand.

Disgusted, he pulled out a handkerchief, wiped the liquid clean, then discarded the handkerchief while condensing a large drum pattern in front of him.

As the drum pattern disappeared, a monk in a tattered kasaya approached Zhou Xuan.

"Hierarch, what brings you to me?"

"I shall reward you with fortune."

Zhou Xuan grinned, his smile making the Tiancan Monk feel a bit insincere.

The Tiancan Monk, one of the twenty-four God-level figures under the Heavenly Dome, was connected to Alien Ghosts behind the "Broken Robe."

He and Zhou Xuan were old acquaintances, well aware that this Hierarch often boasted empty promises, offering responses in everything but delivering nothing, extremely stingy.

Could such a man truly endow him with fortune?

"Hierarch must be joking. You were never this generous before."

"That was in the past. Now I’ve got someone strong to back me up." Zhou Xuan declared with a display of bravado.

"Pfft..." Tiancan Monk nearly laughed aloud. He knew most of the big shots under the celestial domain,

and recently, he hadn’t heard of any big figure taking in a new follower. Backing someone up, it’s probably Zhou Xuan spouting nonsense.

"After three days apart, one should treat each other anew. Here, this is your reward." Zhou Xuan flicked his wrist, and ten Joyful Longevity Pills floated in the air, forming a cluster, heading towards Tiancan Monk.

As the Joyful Longevity Pills neared, Tiancan Monk grasped the elixirs, placing them near his nose to sniff, his face immediately revealing surprise: "These elixirs, their potency is strong. Where did you get them from?"

"Are ten elixirs enough?" Zhou Xuan, exuding an air of newfound wealth, tilted his head, looking down with a hint of arrogant pride.

"Enough to help you slay a nine sticks of incense."

Tiancan Monk swiftly stored the elixirs in his Secret Realm, fearing Zhou Xuan might have second thoughts.

"Now do you believe someone strong is backing me?" Zhou Xuan asked.