Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 86 - 83 Divination

Zhou Xuan, upon hearing this, became interested in Lady Lianhua. He initially thought she was similar to other yellow-skinned beings, just a kind-hearted devotee of Buddhism. But now, she seemed quite different.

"Got some inspiration."

Zhou Xuan sensed that Liang Zhi’s feeling was coming on, so he reached out towards the pavilion and called to Lady Lianhua’s master, "Master Qiu, give me a hand."

Seeing it was Zhou Xuan calling, Master Qiu asked the master beside him to help him with the game, "Young Master is calling me, you take over for me."

When he reached Zhou Xuan, Master Qiu greeted him, meanwhile expressing his admiration, "Young Master, yesterday I saw you storytelling for the first time, and it was truly captivating."

"It’s all thanks to everyone’s support." Zhou Xuan offered a seat and placed a fruit platter in front of the master, "Master Qiu, I just heard you talk about Lady Lianhua, it’s quite interesting, could you tell me more?"

"Your sudden question leaves me momentarily unsure where to begin." Master Qiu apologized.

"I’ll ask, you answer." Zhou Xuan queried, "Why does Lady Lianhua have a Buddhist name in all four prefectures?"

"She was forced into it."

Master Qiu explained, "Lady Lianhua had an unsightly appearance, which didn’t look like a good person to others. She first saved people during a drought in Mingjiang Prefecture, saving many starved folks. However, she was misunderstood by many, who thought she was a wicked spirit monster. Quite a few showed her their pitchforks and rakes. In some hot-tempered villages, half the village came out to beat her, and that was truly miserable.

Although she saved many, she was driven alive out of Mingjiang Prefecture and later suffered the same fate in Guangyuan and Ping Shui Prefectures."

"So how did she eventually become renowned?"

"The disaster victims she saved later grew up, and among them, some rose to prominence, becoming high officials and wealthy merchants. They still remembered her kindness from back then and went all out to spread her name. Her fame grew louder, and now wherever there is a disaster, Lady Lianhua goes to help... Her followers keep increasing."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xuan was completely filled with Liang Zhi. He couldn’t guarantee one hundred percent that he could capture Lady Lianhua, but he was at least ninety percent sure.

...

At 7:30 p.m., it was time for the Blood Well gathering.

Yuan Buyu had set up the dreamscape in advance, and Zhou Xuan released a perception, reciting the secret words on time.

"Suitable for boating on Dragon Lake, suitable for boating on Dragon Lake."

After repeated chanting, Zhou Xuan entered the space meeting constructed by the perception of the Blood Well Spirit Communicator, just like last time.

But this time, Jing Deng didn’t come, at least not yet.

The number of participants in the gathering decreased from more than a dozen last time to seven today.

Among the seven, three seemed to be old acquaintances, chatting casually.

The topic of their conversation was unrelated to the Blood Well, instead discussing which restaurant in Mingjiang Prefecture had good food.

"Are we Blood Well Spiritualists all so optimistic? Knowing we might go crazy in a few years, yet still having the mind to chat about food. Such carefree hearts!"

Zhou Xuan grumbled inwardly, but as he listened to the conversations of those three, he suddenly realized they were talking about "Mingjiang Prefecture"!

While he was in "Ping Shui Prefecture."

Such strong was the perception of the Blood Well Spirit that it could link across the two prefectures?

Zhou Xuan was curious, and naturally, other members were, too. One member named Parrot asked, "Are all three of you from Mingjiang Prefecture?"

"Yes."

"I’m from Ping Shui Prefecture. Why can I connect with people from Mingjiang Prefecture? Isn’t it too far?" Parrot, like Zhou Xuan, was also a newcomer to the Blood Well Society.

The chat group immediately responded to Parrot.

"Two prefectures are considered small, the perception energy of the Blood Well Spirit Communicators is strong, and the more of us there are, the stronger the energy we provide through cooperation. When the Blood Well Society had more than twenty members, let alone two prefectures..."

"At least three prefectures!" Zhima Jiang, from the chat group, said with strong confidence.

Zhou Xuan marveled at the power of the Blood Well Spirit - if all the Blood Well Spirit Communicators nationwide could be found, wouldn’t it be possible to achieve full coverage of the "gathering network" across Jing Country?

"Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for my late arrival."

Finally, Jing Deng arrived. As the president of the Blood Well Society, once she entered the gathering, the space fell silent, waiting for her to speak.

"Everyone, be extra careful lately. The Mingjiang Prefecture is capturing Blood Well Spirit Communicators, and at least three of our members have been sealed." Jing Deng cursed, "Damn old beast."

"Sealing" was a code word among the Blood Well Spirit Communicators, meaning "killed."

Parrot asked Jing Deng, "Who is the old beast you mentioned? Why seal our wells?"

"The old beast is the Alien Ghost behind the Kidnapper Hall, his name is Food Heaven. This Alien Ghost is thirty years old, and he knows that we Blood Well Spirit Communicators are his best food..."

How did Food Heaven end up in Mingjiang Prefecture?

Zhou Xuan and Parrot shared the same confusion.

"Isn’t the Kidnapper Hall active in Ping Shui Prefecture?" Parrot asked.

"It was, just a few days ago, but recently, rumor has it that the kidnappers offended a very powerful Divine Person. A master named Dog King and his men were all killed by the Divine Person, scaring the kidnappers out of Ping Shui Prefecture. They collectively moved to our Mingjiang Prefecture."

Zhou Xuan: "..."

Was the Blood Well Spiritualist tragedy in Mingjiang Prefecture the butterfly effect triggered by him and Yuan Buyu?

"Let’s not talk about it now, let’s start the class."

Jing Deng seemed very exhausted, panting as she spoke. She wasn’t in the mood to be verbose and spoke plainly this time.

"Except for Zhima Jiang’s group, the others have attended only a few gatherings, and some of you are still unfamiliar with using the power of the Blood Well. Now I will teach you the method.

The Blood Well, unlike the God we worship in the Tangkou, won’t actively illuminate our path, nor will it actively connect with us,

We need to actively embrace it, to perceive its power, and to perceive its existence.

The method is meditation. We find an extremely quiet place to sit, then keep meditating in our minds on the scene of the first time we saw the Blood Well,

When the scene becomes clear, the well will gush out blood water, and seeing the blood water signifies a successful connection with the Blood Well.

At that point, you will have mastered the first level of the Blood Well’s power – Divination!

The Blood Well knows everything, but the prophecies it responds with will be very cryptic and easily misinterpreted. You need to summarize the experiences through long-term divination to improve your ability to interpret the prophecies.

Divination can be done once a week. Remember, be sure to ask questions that genuinely puzzle you. If you ask frivolously, the Blood Well will feel disrespected, and angry, then..."

Parrot asked, "And then what will the Blood Well do?"

"Whoever disrespects the Blood Well will be sealed in the well."

After severely warning several times about "not abusing the power of the Blood Well," Jing Deng then addressed the confusion among the chat group. Those were old members of the Blood Well Society, speaking a bunch of jargon, which sounded like a Heavenly Book to Zhou Xuan, giving him a headache.

Anyway, there probably wouldn’t be any more new insights today, so Zhou Xuan simply cut off the gathering connection proactively.

"Disciple, was there any new insight in today’s gathering?"

"The kidnappers are afraid of you, so they collectively went to Mingjiang Prefecture."

"Don’t talk about the kidnappers, talk about the Blood Well." Yuan Buyu wasn’t much interested in kidnappers.

"We can actively connect with the Blood Well, and upon success, obtain the first layer of its power."

"What’s the first layer of power?"

"Divination! According to Jing Deng, the Blood Well knows everything, but you can only ask once a week." Zhou Xuan told Yuan Buyu, "Connecting with the Blood Well requires meditation..."

"You start meditating... It seems my understanding of the Blood Well over the years is truly insufficient."

Yuan Buyu went out of the room, and after watching him leave, Zhou Xuan locked the doors and windows, placed the chair in the corner, sat upright, closed his eyes, and imagined the scene of seeing the Blood Well for the first time.

As the scene in his memory surfaced, a faint rustling sound emerged in the room,

The original owner’s diary, placed on the writing desk, started flipping through the pages by itself...

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