Wandering Gods of Day and Night

"The Nine Serpent God enters the Flying Star... The Nine Serpent God enters the Flying Star... The Nine Serpent God enters the Flying Star..."

Within the trajectories of the three halls, it seemed to revolve around a certain point of light, which they referred to as the Flying Star,

The immense body of the Nine Serpent God suddenly soared, its heart overlapping with the point of light of the Flying Star, while the three halls released powerful witch power, like an invisible hand crushing the horizontal bone of each serpent body of the Nine Serpent God, one by one,

Each time a horizontal bone was crushed, a serpent rapidly decayed, withered, like a frostbitten eggplant, falling from the main body, and was consumed as food by the remaining Evil Gods.

As the second serpent body, the third serpent body... until the ninth serpent body also fell, the Nine Serpent God was no longer that filthy and ugly form; it transformed into a young scholar dressed in a blue robe.

The scholar lay on the Flying Star with eyes gently closed, as if lost in a beautiful dream, a literature-loving man in a long slumber,

Xu Jingshan, the reader with the life fate of the Great Saint of Literature two hundred and twenty years ago, saw the light of day once more...

...

Xu Jingshan was freed from the bindings of the nine Snake Women,

Seated before the chessboard, Zhou Xuan, with the "Four Emperor Coins" in his Daoist robe, began to jingle and collide as if awakening.

And in the center of Zhou Xuan's chest, a comfortable, scorching sensation emerged.

Swoosh...

The Four Emperor Coins flew out from Zhou Xuan's Daoist robe, falling onto the chessboard, with the side bearing the divine icon facing upwards.

The divine icons of the Four Emperor Coins corresponded to the Four Divine Monarchs of the Time Realm's Taoist in Jing Country,

"Southern Emperor," "Beitai Fengshen," "East Palace Master," "West Valley True Monarch,"

The divine icons of these four monarchs on the Copper Coins showed "eyes without pupils," "form without spirit," in such usual observations, one would feel that these four lacked a certain divine charm.

But at this moment,

With a single revealing of Yama's Trigram, the four divine monarchs were like "painting a dragon with pupils," and black irises appeared in their eyes, filling the lack of divine essence.

The four divine icons simultaneously raised their hands, forming sword gesture, aimed heavily at Zhou Xuan's forehead—

—The four Copper Coins immediately jumped up, at a foot's distance before Zhou Xuan's eyes, with a crisp sound of "ding," they stacked together, their power suddenly condensing and continuing to burst, striking Zhou Xuan's forehead with great force.

Bang!

Zhou Xuan's ears only heard thundering sounds, and the next moment, his soul transformed into dozens of phantom shadows, forcibly hurled out of his shell by the Four Emperor Coins,

One Zhou Xuan became a streak of Zhou Xuan, arranged in order, the farther behind the "Zhou Xuan," the lighter the body color, he became a scattered stack of "cards."

But in the next moment, as the Four Emperor Coins dispersed again and lost their divine essence, Zhou Xuan's "scattered cards" stacked back together precisely, with soul back in place.

Zhou Xuan abruptly opened his eyes, the scent of incense strongly burning within his body.

He glanced within the Secret Realm, "Dragon Seeking," "Dun Jia," these two fused incense sticks, not only intertwined more tightly but also were directly burned away for over half.

A single Yama's Trigram could burn off more than half of the incense,

The extensive burning of incense indeed drew the Dragon God of East Market Street and Ancestor Dragon of Mingjiang Prefecture simultaneously roaring,

The dragon's roar echoed throughout Mingjiang Prefecture City,

As Zhou Xuan accumulated enough Dragon Seeking Qi and gained acknowledgment from two Ancestor Dragons, those two Ancestor Dragons would simultaneously roar—only that previous roar carried the arrogance of the Ancestor Dragon,

This time, however, the dragon's roar carried a taste of submission, faintly mingled in the roar.

The Dragon Seeking Sensing Sect forever stands as the dragon-taming expert,

Acupoint borrowing the Big Dragon Formation,

Sensing Sect, hiding the Big Dragon within oneself, using the Big Dragon as its force.

The two Ancestor Dragon level beings, carrying a tone of submission, in their roars, in their cries, fell into Zhou Xuan's heart, invoking a sense of readiness for battle.

The two Big Dragons, to champion for Zhou Xuan, who conjured a climate with one trigram, prepare to face Star Covering and Zhao Qingxiao.

"Do not be hasty, the time hasn't arrived yet."

Zhou Xuan spoke to comfort the Ancestor Dragons...

...

On East Market Street, Yun Ziliang and King Xishan sat on the ground side by side, neither of them participating in the bloody battle against the Zoroastrianism disciples, following Star Covering within the grand siege.

King Xishan needed rest, the battle at Dragon Prison Well took its toll on him as well.

Yun Ziliang was deemed "useless," as his incense fire has waned entirely, struggling even with the lowest tier Zoroastrianism disciples, thus refraining from joining the grand siege, lest who besieges whom remains uncertain.

Besides these two,

Yuan Buyu also joined the seated group.

"Lao Yuan, you're skilled and powerful in battle, why not join the grand siege?"

Yun Ziliang asked.

"The Painter asked me to protect King Xishan, Master Zhou and Lord Jiu are also hidden within the mist."

"Oh, Fox King, quite the presence, huh, having almost half of Ping Shui Prefecture's masters protecting you." Yun Ziliang teased King Xishan.

King Xishan smiled without replying.

And at this moment,

the Double Dragon in Mingjiang Prefecture roared, its dragon's roar piercing the clouds like a sharp sword, resonating like metal against stone.

Everyone quickly raised their heads, looking towards the sky.

"The Double Dragon's roar, my disciple is…" Yuan Buyu murmured.

"They have cultivated the Dragon Seeking aura."

Yun Ziliang clapped both hands, listened intently, and said, "The Double Dragon is already showing submission, the first Yama's Trigram has been broken — Xuanzi's Dragon Seeking Incense, has at least reached the sixth level."

"Double Dragon submission? Among Dragon Seeking Taoists, has there ever been such a thing?" King Xishan asked Yun Ziliang, a bit surprised.

"Yes, there has been."

"Who?" King Xishan asked again.

"Me."

Yun Ziliang said, "But the dragons that submitted to me were Big Dragons, not Xuanzi's two Ancestor Dragons. I've said it before, Xuanzi is the Dragon Seeking King of our Dragon Seeking Mountain!

In Dragon Seeking Mountain's two-thousand-year heritage, across nine generations of Heavenly Dome 'Mountain Ancestors', no one can compare to Xuanzi."

"Shut up, let me boast, that's my disciple."

Yuan Buyu was quite annoyed.

"Xuanzi is a disciple of the three of us."

Yun Ziliang said.

Zhou Xuan's four Tangkou, brought into the Incense Fire Divine Dao by Yuan Buyu, becoming a storyteller,

taught twenty-four Divine Images by the Peach Blossom Ancestor Tree, completing the 'Tattoo Hall',

then taught the Dragon Seeking Skill by Yun Ziliang,

now, the fourth incense, surprisingly conferred by King Xishan with the Valley True Inheritance.

The three of them together, they are all teachers of Zhou Xuan.

"From now on, we three must rely on our disciple to make a name for us."

Yuan Buyu said jokingly.

King Xishan smiled calmly and said, "I still have to wait a bit, I want to see — whether the young master can comprehend the two sutras of the Valley, achieving a Daoist's non-action, and the saint's infiniteness."

While King Xishan still held a cautious attitude, the distant Peach Blossom Ancestor Tree, with two extraordinarily thick branches resting on its sides, its flowers full-faced, seemed to be saying, "My Xuanzi, what a promising future."

...

Mo Ya Monk truly felt both envy and hate.

Envying Zhou Xuan's prowess and wisdom, that within the great game of heaven and earth, he could climb the incense fire at a shocking speed.

In such a serious game of chess, while playing diligently, somehow elevated the incense fire by a large margin, it was truly an unprecedented strange phenomenon.

As for hate, Mo Ya Monk hated his own foolishness, originally placing Zhou Xuan's 'Big Dragon Formation' well, but became suspicious and took action to slay the dragon, allowing Zhou Xuan to achieve a Double-headed Snake formation, activating two altars, and breaking the difficult 'Yama's Trigram'.

"The young master's Dragon Seeking Incense, perhaps it's burned to three or four inches?"

"No less, at least five inches."

Zhou Xuan gestured 'please' and said, "Demon Monk, please continue to slay the dragon."

"..." Mo Ya Monk.

Seeing Mo Ya Monk's hesitant and troubled expression, Zhao Wuya couldn't help but chuckle.

Whether to continue slaying the dragon became that eternal question — to act, or not to act.

If not to slay the dragon,

with Zhou Xuan arousing the Double Dragon roar, the Dragons' war intent soaring, if allowed to gain momentum, truly burning through the Dragon Seeking Incense in one go, it would indeed be a major trouble.

Zhou Xuan being the Chess Player is true,

however, among his side's Chess Players, there are two, and if Zhou Xuan lays down his piece, entering into the game himself, rule-wise, it's valid.

The Master of the Double Dragon entering the game himself, that becomes the greatest variable…

If to slay the dragon then?

Mo Ya Monk feared it was yet another big trap, like the 'Double-headed Snake' snare, finding himself falling into a pit while making moves.

"Allow this monk to think, the current chess situation is somewhat complex." Mo Ya Monk coughed.

Zhao Wuya said, "It's not the chess that's complex, it's your current state of mind, your heart is already unsettled."

Mo Ya Monk muttered to himself: "You little bald guy, it's easy for you to say when you're not in my place. If you were me, your play would also be chaotic!"

"How to make this move? Allow this monk to contemplate for a moment, please do not rush me."

Mo Ya Monk holding the black piece, his mind wavering…