Chapter 695: Chapter 308: Blood Sacrifice of the Witch God (Part 4)
Zhou Xuan greeted with a smile, saying, “Sister, it’s getting late. I must return to Mingjiang Prefecture to interrogate the three stone Buddhas.”
“Mm, go ahead.”
Zhou Lingyi closed her eyes to rest again.
Zhou Xuan stepped out, using Divine Soul Day Trip combined with Shifting Form, and in just a few monts appeared in Mingjiang Prefecture.
anwhile, under the Ancestor Tree, Yuan Buyu, amid his slumber, suddenly started coughing and then woke up.
“Cough… cough… cough!”
After a series of coughs, Yuan Buyu surprisingly coughed out an old bloody tooth.
Looking at the old tooth in his palm, Yuan Buyu said to Zhou Lingyi, “Bi Fang’s curse, using the Will Heavenly Book, is indeed very tyrannical.”
“Elder Yuan, brother can subdue that curse. Why burden yourself by transferring the ancestor’s curse onto yourself?”
“A disciple is like half a son. As a master, one must do sothing for the disciple.”
Yuan Buyu finished speaking, put the old tooth into his pocket, and staggered towards his dormitory…
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Upon arriving in Mingjiang Prefecture, Zhou Xuan again shifted form, appearing in the Witch God Temple.
The so-called Witch God Temple outwardly was an ancient giant bell tower.
This bell tower was once the altar of the witches in Mingjiang Prefecture.
The altar was located in the center of the prefecture city in Mingjiang Prefecture. Many years ago, Mingjiang Prefecture had called to stop the “blood sacrifice of life temples,”
A massive altar, grandly stood in the prefecture city, how could calls continue to propagate? After all, the altar of the witches symbolized the blood sacrifice of life temples.
However, the witch sect was deed too important, and the altar of the Witch God Temple could not be destroyed, so Mingjiang Prefecture ca up with a compromise, constructing a bell tower shell around the altar,
Whether it’s called hiding behind a leaf or self-deception, in any case, this peculiar design endured to this day.
Many tourists visiting Mingjiang Prefecture would never imagine that inside the central bell tower of the prefecture city lay the oldest altar of the Witch Clan.
As Zhou Xuan entered the bell tower, he imdiately caught the strong scent of blood.
The altar rose several tens of ters high, ascended via a spiral staircase.
On each step, even through his shoe soles, Zhou Xuan could perceive the sticky sensation.
Suppressing his nausea, Zhou Xuan reached the top of the altar.
The Painter, Music Master, Shang Wenjun, and Lady Hong Guan were already waiting there.
“Old Hua, how did the interrogation go?”
Zhou Xuan asked.
Shang Wenjun shook his head, pointing to a child not far away.
The child was covered in purple bruises… livor mortis, indicating the child had been dead for a while.
The child’s body was engraved with Witch talismans by steel needles, with a long cow bone nail pierced into the center of the forehead.
The cow bone nail, finely ground and sharpened from a cow’s thigh bone, at this mont, penetrated the child’s skull.
“Young Master, Wuxiang Prison and Daluo Tian are sealed within that child’s body; they cannot escape.”
“This is a ritual of the Witch Clan, known as Cow Bone Child.”
Shang Wenjun explained to Zhou Xuan: “Wuxiang Prison and Daluo Tian are Dharma Bodies and require a vessel to contain them. The Cow Bone Child serves as the vessel. This child had already died a few days prior. I did not use a live person for this ritual.”
Zhou Xuan nodded. Precisely because Wuxiang Prison and Daluo Tian are Dharma Bodies, ethereal entities, they weren’t taken back to the City God Main Hall but brought to the Old Hall.
For Dharma Bodies, the witches have many thods.
“Even though these two are sealed, they haven’t disclosed any useful information.”
Shang Wenjun said, “Our witches have many spells, directly affecting a person’s mind, will, and soul… but these Buddha Country people are exceptional, with wills as firm as steel, rendering our thods ineffective.”
“Master Shang, don’t take it to heart. If you can’t extract information from these two stone Buddhas, it’s not that your witch thods lack skill; these two, Wuxiang Prison and Daluo Tian, are stubborn as sewer stones, stubborn and slly.”
Zhou Xuan walked over with his hands behind his back, fixing his gaze on the Cow Bone Child, and said, “Wuxiang Prison, Daluo Tian, it’s your first ti landing in Jing Country; you must have made various arrangents in Jing Country. Speak up, and I won’t make things difficult for you, offering you a swift death,
If not…”
“Zhou Xuan, in terms of incense manipulation techniques, we can’t match you; in mastering the situation, the difference is even greater. But despite our shortcomings, to prying Buddha Country secrets from us would be a foolish dream.”
“The will of the people from Buddha Country is as solid as the earth itself; you should give up on coercing us to speak.”
Daluo Tian’s voice grew colder, saying, “Moreover, I’m stating it openly: Buddha Country people cultivate the Golden Body, which undergoes nine transformations. Each transformation significantly enhances willpower. At our level, it’s a great human will. When I choose to remain silent, I won’t speak; spare yourself the trouble.”
“Two prisoners, worthless as dogs, yet your discouraging words co in full asure.”
Zhou Xuan turned his head, pointing down to the Witch God Temple’s altar, and said to Shang Wenjun, “This altar can still conduct blood sacrifice of life temples, right?”
“It can indeed, but Young Master, you intend to perform a blood sacrifice?”
“Yes, gather so materials for .”
Zhou Xuan said, “I need twelve living people.”
He was about to perform a secret technique from the Xianhuo True Record—after all, the thods of the Zoroastrianism are so of the most brutal and cruel in the human world, mostly using living people as sacrificial materials…
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