Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 1143 - 439: Heavenly Dome Emissary (Part 4)

Chapter 1143: Chapter 439: Heavenly Dome Emissary (Part 4)

The Incense Fire Taoist God’s presence makes certain words unsuitable to speak aloud.

This feeling of frustration further discomforts the Tiancan Monk.

The Incense Fire Taoist said with a smile, "Seven days, my understanding of Zhou Housheng is sufficient."

"Hmph."

The Tiancan Monk snorted coldly, turned his head, and disappeared without a trace of courtesy.

In contrast, the Eternal Life Sect Leader restrained himself, bowed to the Incense Fire Taoist, and said, "Taoist God, you are an old acquaintance of Zhou Xuan. As for the matter of the Green and Red Fish, you shall inform him. This god shall take his leave."

"Why are you leaving? If you leave, how will the Green and Red Fish go to Zhou Housheng?"

The Incense Fire Taoist hoped the Eternal Life Sect Leader, in his identity as the "Heavenly Vault Envoy," would go to the streets and inform those openly and secretly planning to steal the fish—Heavenly Dome’s will is to allocate the Green and Red Fish to Zhou Xuan,

When the order from above is given, those who want to steal the fish would not dare to do so.

But now that the Tiancan Monk has turned away, without his words, won’t those people outside still have a big fight?

Human brains would spill all over from their fighting!

Besides, with the masters of the nine incense sticks outside, the Incense Fire Taoist, being bound by restriction, cannot easily step in to help Zhou Xuan,

so Zhou Xuan may not even get those two fish.

"That’s Zhou Xuan’s own matter. I and Old Can have no obligation to intervene."

The Eternal Life Sect Leader disappeared immediately.

"These Public Servant gods are quite audacious."

After pondering for a while, the Incense Fire Taoist finally devised a plan and turned to leave the mist.

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After Zhou Xuan exited the mist, Zhao Jinjia, Daoist Jimu, and Wancang Mountain each eyed him intently.

"What’s going on? Zhou Xuan is neither dead nor has he brought out the Green and Red Fish."

"Did the people inside push him out?" 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"Otherwise, how about we join forces and take a trip into the mist?" Zhao Jinjia proposed.

He thought that since Zhou Xuan, with his meager Taoist skills, could retreat from the Green and Red Mist unscathed, the three Taoists, each with nine incense sticks, should have no reason not to walk out alive from the mist.

Just as they were considering,

an old Taoist riding a donkey emerged from the Green and Red Mist.

"Past matters should not be pursued, considered destiny; future matters can still be changed, considered impermanence."

The old Taoist chanted a familiar song, exuding an air of immortality.

Zhao Jinjia, Wancang Mountain, and Daoist Jimu, all Taoists with nine incense sticks, how could they not know the origins of this old Taoist?

"Greetings to the Incense Fire Taoist God."

In the purple clouds, the three prostrated themselves before the Incense Fire Taoist.

The Incense Fire Taoist remained sternly silent, merely flicking the horsetail whisk in his hand, and more than a dozen white clouds appeared in the air.

Within the clouds, figures were densely packed.

"Are these people here to snatch the Green and Red Fish?"

Lu Xingzhou asked Zhou Xuan beside him.

He initially thought only the Taoist sect had come, but was utterly surprised—a small sky was filled with skilled people from the human world.

"So, Earth Child is here too."

Still within the clouds, Zhou Xuan noticed Night Mr.’s Master—Earth Child.

Earth Child smiled and waved at Zhou Xuan.

Many masters from the various Great Halls had arrived, and the Incense Fire Taoist’s horsetail whisk left them nowhere to hide.

Then, the old Taoist said loudly, "Inside the Green and Red Mist, I discussed with the Heavenly Dome Gods about the ownership of the Green and Red Fish,

This Green and Red Fish is a supreme treasure of the human world, also the hope of Jing Country, therefore, we have devised a plan: hope should be handed to hope."

"May I ask, Taoist God, what do you mean by giving hope to hope?"

Zhao Jinjia inquired.

The Incense Fire Taoist caressed the horsetail whisk and said, "Simply put, among your various Great Halls, there are many young disciples sitting on eight and looking forward to nine. These disciples are the hope for the future of our Jing Country. Here, I set up an arena,

any of the disciples sitting on eight and looking forward to nine can come and fight! The final winner conquers the Green and Red Fish."

Zhou Xuan nearly burst into laughter upon hearing this—doesn’t it feel like the champion is predetermined for me?

He is currently at six incense sticks, if he uses the Heavenly Gods Divination, it would be the power of eight incense sticks,

among the eight incense sticks, purely competing in skill, Zhou Xuan respects no one above him.

This proposal spurred everyone’s interest, but some from the Tangkou were unhappy, especially Zhao Jinjia,

he loudly declared, "Taoist God, none of the disciples sitting on eight and looking forward to nine from my sect came, does that mean my Tunnel Armor Sect disciples lose the qualification to vie for the Green and Red Fish?"

"You can suppress your realm to below nine incense sticks and participate in the competition."

The Incense Fire Taoist said coldly.

"What if I fail to suppress my realm, winning the competition with a nine incense sticks level, what then?"

"Rest assured, I will provide everyone with an absolutely fair competition venue."

At this point, the Incense Fire Taoist called out to the young butcher, "Xiaoshan, stop pretending and reveal your true form."

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