"My madness was cured by him, so of course, I believe in him."
When Zhimajiang questioned Zhou Xuan, Si Yuer spoke up in support.
"Your voice, I recognize it. You’re Yu Zhaixing, who used to be in the Blood Well Society."
Zhimajiang recognized Si Yuer’s voice.
Si Yuer imdiately admitted,
"I am Yu Zhaixing. Blood Well Spirit Communicators are always hiding, but today, I hide no more. My na is Si Yuer. My father is Si Ming, the Master of Divine Stealing, and my mother is Duan Qinglan of the Bone Elder Association.
Everyone who knows knows that I was once tornted by madness for a long ti. My father, afraid I’d kill soone, chained in my room with iron chains.
Within the Si Mansion, whether it was the drivers or the stable hands, everyone knew I was a Blood Well Spirit Communicator, and they also knew my madness was completely cured."
In Mingjiang Prefecture, the Si Mansion was a reputable family. The larger the family, the more eyes were watching it.
With Si Yuer’s personal testimony, a strange voice rose up.
"Si Yuer, I know you. I’ve long heard that you’re a Blood Well Spirit Communicator who suffered greatly from madness.
My uncle once worked at your Si Mansion and knew of your tragic state when you succumbed to madness. Has your madness truly been cured?"
Si Yuer firmly guaranteed, "If it weren’t cured, would I have the energy to testify here?"
She added, "If I dare reveal my identity, it’s because I’m not afraid of you checking. If anyone doesn’t believe , go ask the people at the Si Mansion."
"I believe you."
The strange voice replied.
He had heard from his uncle about Si Yuer’s pitiful condition, spending more than half her day in a deranged state.
If her condition weren’t truly cured, based on the tiline, she would surely have descended into total madness by now. How would she even have the ti to talk here?
"Aren’t you afraid she might be an imposter posing as Si Yuer?" Zhimajiang asked the strange voice.
"The Si Family runs the Divine Stealer Hall, and their nickna is Star Picker. Her na also contains the word ’Yu.’ Yu Zhaixing as a pseudonym can’t be more telling of her identity, can it?"
As the strange voice debated with Zhimajiang, Zhou Xuan finally spoke, saying,
"Words alone prove nothing. I know there are many Blood Well Spirit Communicators silently observing, waiting to see if I have the real solution."
Zhou Xuan said, "If you want to see the real solution, it’s simple. Gather your Perception on , and I’ll show you how madness is suppressed."
As soon as he finished speaking, two strands of Perception linked to him.
No need to guess; it was Si Yuer and the strange voice sending their Perception over.
"This old lady doesn’t have long to live anyway, so I might as well trust you this once."
Zhimajiang also connected her Perception to Zhou Xuan.
"For those Blood Well Spirit Communicators watching in the shadows, stop hesitating. Link to , and I’ll let you see the solution to madness."
Zhou Xuan urged again. Seeing that the hidden Spirit Communicators still remained silent, he outright turned into a salesman, his words flowing flawlessly like a blooming lotus.
"Linking up won’t cost you anything, won’t scam you. But what if my solution really cures your madness? Wouldn’t that be a huge win for you?"
"You lot aren’t going to live much longer anyway, so why not take a look? Linking up gives you the chance for a longer life. Isn’t that a bloody good deal?"
"Look, I’ve already been cured of madness. Otherwise, even I would link to myself!"
Zhou Xuan’s relentless sales pitch finally worked. One after another, more links from Blood Well Spirit Communicators connected to him, totaling ten in number.
"Is there anyone else who hasn’t linked up yet? I’m telling you now: after this, the chance is gone. If you miss this opportunity, it’ll be hard for you to join the New Blood Well Society and link with again in the future."
Zhou Xuan’s words were no more than sales tactics, the kind that creates urgency like a seasoned marketer.
As expected,
after his speech, another three links were added.
Thirteen links.
In Mingjiang Prefecture, there were now thirteen Blood Well Spirit Communicators linked. This number almost rivaled the Old Blood Well Association.
But the Old Blood Well Association had taken three entire prefectures of Blood Well Spirit Communicators to gather only a dozen or so people.
Zhou Xuan pondered for a mont and understood, "The Jing Deng used cryptic ssages in newspapers to organize gatherings. So Blood Well Spirit Communicators didn’t agree with that thod, so naturally, they didn’t join."
But today was different.
Zhou Xuan’s approach leaned on the "big promotion" model... Linking one strand of Perception allowed these Spirit Communicators to see the solution to madness while keeping their identities hidden.
For Blood Well Spirit Communicators, it was a small cost with a tempting chance at a big reward.
With thirteen links connected, Zhou Xuan wasted no ti and gathered all the Perception into one concentrated force.
This powerful Perception was like a highly penetrating beam, firing straight toward the location Zhou Xuan was ditating on.
Zhou Xuan was ditating on the "High Monk Moon Gaze" tattoo on the wall of his bedroom.
The Perception beam accurately found Zhou Family’s Jingyi Shop, pierced through its walls, and illuminated the tattoo on the second-floor wall.
Zhou Xuan’s madness was suppressed by this very tattoo.
When the collective Perception beam delved further, it entered the tattoo, releasing a potent and dense Buddha energy. This energy filled everyone with an incredibly soothing sensation.
The source of Blood Well Spirit Communicators’ madness was the simultaneous awakening of their "Light and Dark Consciousness." Their fragile minds and bodies couldn’t withstand the dual awakening, thus triggering madness.
Zhimajiang, who had been skeptical of Zhou Xuan, suddenly felt sothing strange. She sensed a vast openness within her body. Where her dual consciousnesses once crowded each other, now both had ample space to roam freely.
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