Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 1197 - 456: Capturing Zhou Xuan

"The top storyteller within Jing Country."

As he spoke, he also asked Yuan Buyu, "Lao Yuan, don’t you agree?"

"Of course, don’t think just because I’m his master that the top storyteller could be anyone but my disciple. Unless it’s me?"

Yuan Buyu laughed heartily.

Yu Zhengyuan sighed and said, "Ah, it’s a shame my junior brother isn’t flawless. If he had my literary talent and recited a poem on the spot... it would be perfect."

Having said this, he actually began to recite: "In the morning, Zhou Family’s Troupe is shrouded in whiteness, the big trees and the small trees are like maidens..."

"..."

Everyone nearby was speechless, each thinking to themselves, aren’t we here to listen to a good storyteller? How did such a strange thing slip in?

Everyone in Zhou Family’s Troupe was amused, except for Zhou Lingyi, who seemed unpleased.

She frowned, filled with a foreboding sense.

"Master Zhou, are you still worried?"

"Yes."

Zhou Lingyi had no choice but to worry; tonight, a "seven-colored elixir" that could fully restore Mingjiang Prefecture’s "Human Desire Power" would appear, which was tantamount to two great treasures coming to light.

"I fear unexpected troubles might arise."

She said seriously, but just as she finished speaking, she heard a rustling sound and looked down, immediately relaxing.

"Hmm, now I’m not that worried," Zhou Lingyi said.

"Why is that..."

Following the master’s gaze, Yuan Buyu only saw—the Ancestor Tree of Zhou Family’s Troupe had awakened.

This Ancestor Tree, recently nourished by the thriving Zhou Family’s Troupe, suddenly extended dozens of branches.

Those branches, like arms, penetrated straight into the ground, then continued to extend towards the distant Mingjiang Prefecture.

"The Ancestor Tree has awoken, this signal is anything but ordinary."

Zhou Lingyi’s expression softened significantly.

...

Zhou Xuan was narrating a story, reaching the part where "Mingjiang Prefecture is trapped within the heavens and earth’s chessboard, and the Seeking Wave Monk and other monks from the four great Buddha Countries are set to battle with the people of Mingjiang Prefecture,"

He suddenly paused and said, "A great battle at Mingjiang Prefecture is about to erupt, and what will follow is truly exciting. If I were to show my face while telling the story, the audience might find my appearance distracting. So, I’ll summon a temple where I’ll tell the story from within, and you can just listen to my voice without seeing me, preventing the distraction."

As he spoke, Zhou Xuan snapped open the folded fan in his hand with a "snap,"

The audience only saw a Daoist Temple appear at the center of the depression.

The temple started off just the size of a palm, but in a few blinks, it became a moderately sized hall.

The plaque above the temple door bore four characters—Turtle Mountain Taoist Temple.

The temple "grew," and the door creaked open automatically. Zhou Xuan entered the temple, and once the door closed, he continued narrating his story.

"Those four Seeking Wave Monks are each ruthless figures. The Mo Ya Monk holds the chessboard of heaven and earth, and both Zhiming Monk, Treasure Tree Heavenly King, and Boat Monk are no simple adversaries..."

The storytelling voice transmitted through the walls of Turtle Mountain Temple, adding a touch of mystique,

The audience in Xie Family’s Cave was utterly enchanted, while the powerful momentum of "Human Desire Power" gathered vigorously.

As Zhou Xuan narrated the story in the temple, he was contemplating—some unexpected guests should soon arrive.

Just as the thought crossed his mind, the uninvited guests indeed appeared.

The sound of galloping horses echoed outside Xie Family’s Cave.

Zhao Longhu, leading dozens of disciples from the Tunnel Armor Sect, shouted loudly: "In the name of Qintianjian, the Capital Mansion’s Tunnel Armor Sect arrests Zhou Xuan to return to the capital."

"Anyone who obstructs will share the same guilt as Zhou Xuan!"

Zhao Longhu yelled domineeringly while Zhao Youting wore a bitter expression.

When leaving the Observatory, Lady Kong had specifically emphasized—they could capture Zhou Xuan but were not to use the name of "Qintianjian,"

But here they were, immediately brandishing the "Qintianjian" name upon first contact.

"Senior Brother, it’s better not to invoke the name of Qintianjian."

"The local God Traveling Department is quite unruly, they won’t yield without a powerful name."

Zhao Longhu patted Zhao Youting on the shoulder and boldly strode towards Xie Family’s Cave.

Yet they didn’t realize that flaunting the name of "Qintianjian" at this moment was actually counterproductive.

Hearing that the outsiders were associated with Qintianjian, the Turtle Mountain Taoist inside the temple shivered in fear, but Zhou Xuan patted his shoulder and said, "Old Turtle, the real trouble hasn’t even arrived yet."

"If these people are from Qintianjian, isn’t that a major problem already?" The Turtle Mountain Taoist, familiar with Qintianjian’s domineering ways, was trembling with fright.

"With so many media friends here, one might fear roving bandits, but not the court," Zhou Xuan replied.

...

The call for Zhou Xuan’s arrest echoed, and his storytelling abruptly halted, prompting the audience to discuss fervently.

However, a cluster of people found themselves occupied—those were the reporters and live broadcast media personnel.

On a usual day, they worried about not catching big news to sell papers, but now they had hit the jackpot,

Thousands of flashbulbs lit up like a sea of twinkling headlights, with the sound of shutters clicking incessantly, "click, click,"

and the microphones from the live broadcast stations were thrust forward as if for free,

Seeing this commotion, Zhao Wuya said, "Senior Brother Longhu, this is bad. Various state governments are watching this storytelling session, and our every word and deed might be reported tomorrow or reach the ears of the people in the nine prefectures of Jing Country today."

"What are you afraid of? I’ll have all these radio and filming equipment reimbursed."

Having said that, Zhao Longhu unleashed a powerful force of perception, using this invisible aura to fry the key components within the devices.

With the parts burnt, the equipment naturally went out of order.

"Destroying so many pieces of equipment with perception right in front of me? It’s as if you don’t even consider me a human!"

Zhou Xuan’s perception was undoubtedly the strongest in Jing Country, and he naturally sensed what Zhao Longhu intended to do...