Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 410 - 225: The Entire Clan Ascends

"The sacred relic?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"It’s a stele, inside which hundreds of ghosts are nurtured. Like an egg sac, so we call it the sacred relic."

Shi Baiyun explained: "That sacred relic grew on the highest peak of our Yunluo Mountain Range,

for countless years.

At first, it was just a fist-sized fleshy lump, then it slowly grew to the size of a brick, and finally bloomed into a full stele.

On this stele, inscriptions of words that us, the Tattooed Clan, cannot understand are engraved. On every full moon night, eerie nursery rhymes are sung from it. When the rhyme echoes, hundreds of ghostly apparitions emerge from the stele, wandering throughout the Yunluo Mountain Range.

The vile Netherworld Stone said that the sacred relic could summon the Savior of our Ancient Tattoo Clan, who they call the Mother of Hundred Demons."

Zhou Xuan, hearing the term "Savior," grew extremely puzzled and asked Shi Baiyun: "Your Ancient Tattoo Clan seems to be doing just fine. Why do you need a Savior?"

"In our Ancient Tattoo Clan, there are clan members who perish every year because of the Tattoo Transformation. That Netherworld Stone deceived us, saying our clan is cursed from birth, doomed to calamity in just a handful of years, with no hope for the tribe’s survival,

which is why our Ancient Tattoo Clan needs a Savior."

Shi Baiyun’s words struck a familiar chord with Zhou Xuan.

The Three-headed Stone Buddha once used tattoos to make the Tree Clan believe they were cursed—it was surprising to think it was now oppressing the Tattooed Clan using the same sinister trick.

"But this trick... is indeed effective," Zhou Xuan assessed.

The Three-headed Stone Buddha utilized the method of "Control Tattoo" and slaughtered some clan members every year to fabricate a dire crisis for the Ancient Clan.

There’s a saying: desperate diseases call for desperate remedies.

The Ancient Clan was no exception. Faced with overwhelming tribal calamity, they began to trust the Netherworld Stone.

Once this trust peaked, the Ancient Clan developed an intense dependency on the Netherworld Stone.

At this point, the Netherworld Stone could manipulate the Ancient Clan into anything. All it had to do was invoke the banner of "saving the Ancient Clan."

"The Netherworld Stone has been controlling us for years. It repeatedly propagates the notion—after exterminating five Nuodai, our Tattoo Clan—the Mother of Hundred Demons will descend, and we will achieve Jade Gate Ascension."

Those within the situation remain oblivious, but now Shi Baiyun, having stepped out of the game thanks to Zhou Xuan, could think things through with striking clarity.

"Explain carefully," Zhou Xuan urged.

Shi Baiyun began his account:

The Mother of Hundred Demons descending, Jade Gate Ascension—this was the vision the Three-headed Stone Buddha promised to the Ancient Clan.

It claimed the Ancient Clan’s curse stemmed from the flesh. If the clan could forsake their physical bodies, their consciousness could endure forever. The tribe as a whole would transcend mortality and achieve eternity.

How does one achieve enduring consciousness?

It is by constructing a man-made Heavenly God-level vessel of flesh. On the day this vessel is completed, the Mother of Hundred Demons would descend. She would willingly slaughter all members of the tribe, obliterating their mortal flesh, and then pour the souls and consciousnesses of every clan member into the vessel.

Afterward, the Mother of Hundred Demons would chant the Hundred Demons Buddha Mantra. This would forcefully fuse the tribe’s collective spiritual consciousness together.

The tightly consolidated spiritual consciousness of the clan would form a god-like presence on par with a Heavenly God, tearing apart the fabric of space and ascending to the Heavenly Dome.

It would unlock the Tattoo Jade Gate atop the Heavenly Dome and establish a Divine Country—Jade Gate Divine Country.

"Within the Jade Gate Divine Country, vibrant peach blossoms bloom everywhere. The clan members dwelling within would no longer suffer illnesses nor endure Tattoo Transformation,"

we would know neither life nor death—everyone’s happiness would last eternal."

Shi Baiyun recounted the happiness that the Netherworld Stone claimed would come after the Divine Country’s establishment. Although he now understood that all of this was a lie carefully crafted by the Netherworld Stone over three hundred years,

when he spoke of it, he still showed a glimmer of longing in his eyes, as if the "Jade Gate Divine Country" were vividly manifesting before him.

Zhou Xuan was deeply shaken upon hearing this. He felt that the Three-headed Stone Buddha, this demon monk, regardless of how high his spiritual methods were, was undeniably a master at crafting tales.

First concoct a crisis of curses, then offer a grand promise. Even the process of ascending to the Heavenly Dome was detailed and articulate.

Moreover, the plan seemed to hold a certain plausible viability.

"The collective consciousness of the tribe, ascending through fusion."

Zhou Xuan pondered this for a moment. Was this not akin to the philosophy of the Blood Well?

With the support of four Blood Well Human Brains, Zhou Xuan’s Perception had reached unexpected levels. Even with a rank equating to two sticks of incense, his perception had already entered the Night Travel Realm.

The Ancient Tattoo Clan was a tribe highly adept at cultivation. Whether or not they could fuse into a Heavenly God-level entity was uncertain, but achieving something on the scale of God-level, or perhaps beyond, seemed genuinely possible.

"The Netherworld Stone’s story—meticulously crafted, with a semblance of logic amidst the danger. It truly is the work of a skilled storyteller."

Zhou Xuan acknowledged that while the Netherworld Stone was despicable, its concept of unified consciousness was indeed worth exploring.

He harbored ambitions to control the Blood Well Society. If he were to gather the awareness and perceptions of all Blood Well Spirit Communicators in its ranks, wouldn’t that...

"For the Ancient Tattoo Clan’s collective consciousness to ascend, it necessitates destroying their fleshly bodies. Perhaps I can find a better method of fusion later through the talismanic script."

Zhou Xuan’s thoughts began to wander. He forcibly refocused his mind and said to Shi Baiyun: "So, after your Ancient Tattoo Clan believed in the Netherworld Stone’s consciousness ascension, you’ve been laboring tirelessly toward this grand deception?"

The word "deception" struck a nerve in Shi Baiyun. He sighed and said: "The Ancient Clan has indeed been striving for consciousness ascension, paying a massive price for it. Yet, almost every member of our clan has dreams—

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