Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 431 - 230 Taiping Monk_3

Mo Tingsheng introduced, "The God Traveling Department was created under the supervision of the Capital Mansion, and it was established with the rule that only disciples from the nine ancient sects could serve as You Shen.

However, each prefecture has its own circumstances, and after its establishment, deviations started to arise.

Take Yellow Origin Prefecture, for instance. In this prefecture, there are no disciples from ancient sects, but within the prefecture, there are three God-level Alien Ghosts.

If disciples from ancient sects were brought in from elsewhere to serve as You Shen, the disciples of the local Alien Ghost Sect would be dissatisfied.

This is where the contradiction lies. Over time, the God Traveling Department in Yellow Origin Prefecture ended up without disciples from the nine ancient sects.

Let’s talk about Mingjiang Prefecture. Bone Elder Association is the foremost sect, but the association prioritizes its own system—complete with Divine Office, Saint Heirs, and Saintesses—so their top experts rarely join the God Traveling Department.

You think the God Traveling Department in Mingjiang Prefecture is too weak? Actually, it’s because the Bone Elder Association is too strong. Ten years ago, if not for Mr. Feng’s omnipresence and the absence of anyone with Heaven and Earth Extreme Speed in Mingjiang Prefecture, our Tangkou of kidnappers would probably have been completely eradicated by the Bone Elder Association.

Mr. Feng’s incense-based techniques have very clear strengths and weaknesses. If you can’t uncover his vital weakness, he’s nearly invincible. But if you find it, you’ll always have ways to counter him."

After Mo Tingsheng introduced Wansese Realm to Jing Country’s God Traveling Department, Wansese Realm found it hard to understand his approach to killing Zhou Xuan.

If the God Traveling Department is the sword maintaining Jing Country’s incense order, then Mo Tingsheng spreading the news that "Zhou Xuan himself is a treasure" would only lure the greed of Great Divine Men and Great Yin People above demigods. Yet with the God Traveling Department’s protection, how would they dare make a move?

"So, in our propaganda about Zhou Xuan, we must provide a rationale for Great Divine Men and Great Yin People to act, leaving the regional God Traveling Departments unable to protect Zhou Xuan."

Mo Tingsheng said, "For example... we could spread that Zhou Xuan is a spy sent to Jing Country by a greedy nation, and his growth would bring ruin to Jing Country."

"Is he really a spy from another nation?" Wansese Realm asked.

"Whether he is or not doesn’t matter. What matters is giving Great Divine Men and Great Yin People a justification for action. We must place them on the moral high ground. And Zhou Xuan will find it hard to refute this accusation because he truly is someone who arrived in Jing Country from an outside world." fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

Mo Tingsheng rose to his feet, looked out at the blistering sun through the window, and said, "I’ve measured him with Buddha’s Eye. He is a force from the outer realms, similar to us in certain ways."

"Making an issue of this aspect will certainly provide Great Divine Men and Great Yin People enough reason to act. Jing Country’s gods and ghosts are far too greedy. In their eyes, there’s only themselves. A shortsighted nation deserves to be struck."

"Are you certain Zhou Xuan will die? The Nuo God won’t intervene?"

"You’ve already said the Nuo God has sunk into an even deeper slumber from which he cannot awaken," Mo Tingsheng stated. "However, if we want this borrowed-blade plan to succeed, you’ll also need to pitch in."

"That goes without saying. As long as Zhou Xuan dies, I’m willing to do anything,"

Wansese Realm replied.

"I want him dead too." Mo Tingsheng pointed north and said, "You must go to the Capital Mansion. What you’re tasked with, I will inform you later."

Upon hearing this, Wansese Realm awakened the Hundred-Eyed High Priest and vanished from the pawn shop.

After the two departed, Mo Tingsheng shut the doors and windows, blocking out the piercing sunlight.

He seated himself in the Grand Master’s chair, opened his mouth, and stared at the roof.

A delicate little hand emerged from his throat, its pale white palm bearing a slit.

The slit abruptly opened, and a golden eye peered outward.

This eye was Mo Tingsheng’s Buddha’s Eye.

Through it, Mo Tingsheng observed a balance scale.

The scale was golden, with two trays holding a three-eyed Buddha and a grotesquely miniaturized Mingjiang,

This miniaturized Mingjiang represented Mingjiang Prefecture.

At this moment, the tray carrying the three-eyed Buddha rested much lower than the Mingjiang tray.

Such was the ability of Mo Tingsheng’s lifebound Buddha—

The scale, seen only by him, measured the momentum of Mingjiang Prefecture.

The three-eyed Buddha was heavier, Mingjiang Prefecture lighter, indicating—Mingjiang Prefecture’s momentum could not outweigh that of him, the Taiping Monk of Buddha’s Country.

"Momentum is still on our side. There’s no need to rush things now."

Satisfied, Mo Tingsheng withdrew Buddha’s Eye. As the Taiping Monk of Buddha’s Country, he knew how to achieve peace for a nation—no matter how many forces entrenched themselves within, as long as their balance on the scale tipped evenly, peace would prevail.

His task was to devise strategies to even the scale.

"With Buddha’s Country’s momentum at its peak, Mingjiang Prefecture is fated to experience a bloody slaughter. Only after the slaughter can true balance—and peace—begin.

Jing Country, allow this humble monk to bring you the true visage of peace."

At this thought, Mo Tingsheng swiftly penned a letter containing his plans for dealing with Zhou Xuan.

When the last stroke was complete, he picked up the letter, blew the fresh ink dry, stepped out onto the street, and threw it skyward.

The letter floated slowly into the heavens.

"Even if our Tangkou of kidnappers is wiped out cleanly, it will only reveal the tip of the iceberg shared by Mr. Feng and me. No one can alter the grand tides of Buddha’s Country."

Mo Tingsheng grinned brighter than the sunlight.

...

On Xishan Street in Mingjiang Prefecture, the sun shone brilliantly.

While East Market Street remained shrouded in pitch-black night.

Zhou Xuan returned to Jingyi Store from the Metropolitan, went to the Water Room, and boiled a large pot of water to bathe and shake off his ill fortune.

Half an hour later, he estimated that Lao Yun and the others should have returned, so he went back to the Water Room to boil another pot of hot water.

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