Wandering Gods of Day and Night

Chapter 1311 - 493: Ancient Soul Returning Hall (Part 2)

"That’s all shady business; with this money, treating me to lamb soup or a tea house would be much nicer... By the way, where did Lao Yun get this money?"Zhou Xuan remembered the key point.

Yun Ziliang, this guy, doesn’t work and spends all day playing cards, drinking tea, and occasionally hitting Zhao Wuya. Where would he get money to fill his pockets?

Zhao Wuya gritted his teeth: "Brother Xuan, take a guess..."

"So Lao Yun used your money to give gifts to others?" Zhou Xuan finally realized.

After painstakingly tallying up the gift money he had to ’hand over,’ Yun Ziliang pulled out a thick stack of bills from his wallet and happily settled the account.

The Mr. Li Bin on the spot was stunned, unable to comprehend - just how grand was the invitation to warrant such a thick gift?

After being dazed for several seconds, he remembered the courtesy, hurriedly straightened his back, and shouted with a full voice, "Yun Ziliang, Mr. Yun from Jingyi Shop, presents a gift of one thousand one hundred and twenty-five bucks."

These days, whether it’s a funeral or a wedding, if the gift money is excessively grand, Mr. Li Bin would loudly announce it, letting all surrounding guests know.

In this way, the host’s face shines, and the guest who gave a heavy gift also gains face.

At this time, Yun Ziliang swaggered over and asked Zhou Xuan: "Xuanzi, is this gift grand and dazzling?"

"I don’t know if your gift is dazzling or not, but Ya Zi is indeed dazzling. If you squander my money like this, I’ll kick you out of Jingyi Shop."

Upon hearing this, Yun Ziliang returned the wallet to Zhao Wuya and said: "You can’t speak like that. This time, Ya Zi contributed over a thousand bucks, but what I contributed was a sincere heart."

"...Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan felt this statement was somewhat familiar; in those old idol dramas, such ridiculous lines often popped up.

"You see, Brother Xuan, these days, you have to be a master, not only to exploit your disciples but also to say nonsense with your eyes wide open. Our Grand Master’s grandpa practiced it well, chattering away without blushing."

Zhao Wuya’s grumbling sounded genuinely resentful.

...

The group headed to a breakfast shop, and after a whirlwind meal, they returned to Jingyi Shop.

Once inside the shop, Zhou Xuan shut the door and brought Zhao Wuya, Yun Ziliang, Li Changxun, and Alchemist Bai Lu into the stone temple.

Zhou Xuan fully trusted Zhao Wuya, Yun Ziliang, and Li Changxun; they were comrades who survived the Dream of the Four Heavenly Venerables.

As for Alchemist Bai Lu,

While eating breakfast, Zhou Xuan secretly considered, he trusted Bai Lu’s character honestly, although they hadn’t shared life-threatening experiences before.

Nonetheless, someone who can shout "No one supports my Qing Yunzhi" as an old man with a juvenile mindset, how bad could they be?

Moreover, Danzi, as a rare ’Jing Country’s Pill Demon,’ has exceptionally profound insights into the Alchemy Dao,

Zhou Xuan brought Alchemist Bai Lu into the stone temple firstly to have him play the role of a ’consultant.’

Secondly, to allow Bai Lu to update his knowledge on ’Alchemy Dao’ to keep up with the current new version.

As soon as they entered the temple, Alchemist Bai Lu’s eyes went wide, sniffing around Danzi carefully.

Soon, he straightforwardly began to get hands-on, touching Danzi here and there.

Danzi looked at Zhou Xuan, though he didn’t say a word, his gaze was thunderous.

"You are quite an intriguing thing; it’s normal for everyone to be excited around something they’ve never seen."

Zhou Xuan shook his head slowly, providing a rational explanation for Alchemist Bai Lu’s ’idiotic’ behavior.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

Alchemist Bai Lu couldn’t get enough, stomping his feet and loudly shouting "wonderful."

"Danzi, in all my years, this is the first time I’ve seen a living Danzi."

Everyone turned to look at him, even Danzi stared hard at Alchemist Bai Lu. He was the first person in the stone temple to correctly call out his name without prompting.

"You know he is called Danzi?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"Of course,"

Alchemist Bai Lu said: "Though people from Jing Country refer to them as Dan Demons, I have seen records of ’Danzi’ in all the ancient texts I’ve read, but people often follow others, calling them Dan Demons. I’ve simply gotten used to calling them Dan Demons."

"Are you an Alchemist?" Danzi inquired.

"Indeed, though the elixirs I refine don’t amount to much."

Alchemist Bai Lu said.

Danzi did not engage in too much verbal sparring with Bai Lu, he simply asked: "Do you know how to refine Human Pills?"

"No."

"That’s unfortunate, you haven’t truly seen the truth in Jing Country."

Danzi said regretfully, then turned to Zhou Xuan: "You’ve come looking for me again, it seems you have realized something."

Zhou Xuan nodded and said: "We had a neighbor pass away, and all his characteristics perfectly matched with what I saw in Mistaken Dreams."

"So, the Mistaken Dreams I saw was not a fabricated illusion, but a real world."

"I told you before, Human Pills allow you to truly understand Jing Country."

Dan Demon continued, "Of course, you must wonder why I, being a young Dan, know so much. Well, conveniently, here is an Alchemist, he should be able to enlighten you."

He thus redirected the topic to Alchemist Bai Lu.

Alchemist Bai Lu, being somewhat juvenile, a person with such a mindset tends to have peculiar feelings of honor.

For instance, now, he feels quite proud, standing up straight and speaking aloud,