Day and night tour

Chapter 460 Zhao Youting Awakens

Perception is the scarcest resource and the most valuable commodity in the Jing Kingdom.

When one's perception is not strong enough, one can only sense the incense offerings of the human world, but if one's perception is strong enough, one can distort reality.

Of course, the degree of distortion of reality will also vary as perception increases.

Zhao Longhu is a Taoist, and Taoists generally have stronger perception than other sects. Plus, he's already at the level of an eighty- or ninety-year-old Taoist, so using his perception to burn out the camera's core components shouldn't be too difficult for him under normal circumstances.

But his current situation is not normal—because of the existence of the monster Zhou Xuan.

This is a game of perception, but the gap between the two sides is simply too vast.
Zhou Xuan immediately and accurately detected the perception power that Zhao Longhu was spreading.

This perception, in his view, was like a thin veil of mist, extremely weak.
"With such perception, he dares to go into battle as a general."

Zhou Xuan immediately transformed his perception into a gentle drizzle, silently seeping into the thin mist.

At the same time, Zhou Xuan also instilled some "hidden little knowledge" into Zhao Longhu's consciousness through the infiltration of his perception, thus creating mental pollution.

These tidbits of knowledge mostly came from his past life's hard drive, which contained the heartfelt contributions of various "veteran artists," who were very candid, such as "Teacher Yoshizawa" and "Teacher Ozawa."
All sorts of erotic scenes accumulated frame by frame, and when they had condensed enough, they exploded within Zhao Longhu's body.

The second senior brother of Dunjia Mountain suddenly felt that everything around him had changed.

Those dark-skinned audience members who came to listen to the storytelling, and those well-dressed media friends, all turned into one stunningly beautiful woman after another.

They have every style available.

There are poor girls who can't afford to fix their pipes, career women who sacrifice themselves for their performance, and people sweating profusely in the gym...

Cute, playful, fiery, holding a small leather whip, she looks like a queen returning...

A riot of colors dazzles the eye.
For Zhao Longhu, the whole world is full of girls and beautiful, white thighs.

"I am a Taoist priest who has left home, my heart is as still as water, as still as water."

Zhao Longhu kept chanting the Taoist Heart Sutra to resist this extremely exaggerated and erotic seduction.

"Taoist Master, you have such a strong physique."

"Master, I wish to enter your temple to cultivate, but I truly cannot afford the incense money, otherwise..."

"Master, my husband is not home today."

One after another, beautiful female teachers loosened their robes and threw themselves into his arms.

"Come on, whip me, use all your strength, whip me to death."

A large-bodied girl handed Zhao Longhu an unusually thick whip.

This wasn't a whip; it was clearly the last straw that broke Zhao Longhu's will.

His mind was completely in turmoil.

"Forget Taoist scriptures and monastic life, I want liberation!"

"I want freedom."

"I want those pairs of white, fleshy thighs."

Zhao Longhu could no longer bear it. He grabbed the collar of the Taoist robe with both hands and tore it open.

"Pfft!"

……

The large crowd of onlookers, reporters, and radio personnel were all dumbfounded.
It was clearly such a serious scene,

Zhao Longhu, posing as an official from the Imperial Observatory of the Capital Prefecture, came to arrest Zhou Xuan, and his words carried an incredibly imposing air.
But how long has it been?
This Taoist priest from Dunjia Mountain, in front of so many people, quickly removed his Taoist robe and inner garments.

His movements were so swift that even Zhao Youting, who was standing not far away, didn't have time to react.

Zhao Longhu's movements were swift and decisive; he took off his clothes, then, naked, he faced the surrounding air and began to pucker.

"This is……"

"Is this some kind of nonsense?"

"What are you all standing there for? Take pictures!"

Friends in the media were overjoyed—such a famous Taoist priest in the capital city was putting on such an extravagant performance in front of the entire population of Mingjiang Prefecture. If this were published in the newspapers, they would sell like hotcakes.

For a while, the cameras were clicking away non-stop, and the flashlights were on all the time, never dimming.

Zhao Youting had also gone mad. He tried his best to persuade Zhao Longhu to put on his clothes; "Senior brother, don't do this, please don't do this."

Zhao Longhu didn't care about any of that. He pushed Zhao Youting away and continued with his pupa.

"Maintain clarity of mind."

As Zhao Longhu was fawning over the beautiful female teachers in front of him, the voice of the gourd-wielding Taoist priest echoed in his mind.

And at that very moment, his mind cleared for a brief instant, and the teachers before him vanished.

Instead, he saw himself naked, being chased and photographed by a group of reporters.

“Teacher Zhao, twist your body, and I’ll make you look even more like a silver bullet.”

"Taoist Master, has anyone ever told you that you are really fair-skinned?"

"Gan."

In an instant, Zhao Longhu grasped the situation before him, immediately turned around, and rushed towards his clothes.
But he stopped halfway through, the beautiful teachers in front of him so vividly seducing him.

He stopped his search for clothes again and started posing and fidgeting on the spot...

……

"Wow, Zhao Longhu has a powerful backer."

Inside the Guishan Taoist Temple, Zhou Xuan only sensed a very powerful sensory force penetrating into Zhao Longhu's body, isolating Zhou Xuan's own sensory force.

This is the perception of the gourd-shaped Taoist priest.

As the first ancestor of Dunjia Mountain, he could naturally see that Zhao Longhu had not suddenly gone mad, but that his spirit had been corrupted by Zhou Xuan's perception.

Therefore, he used his senses to save Zhao Longhu, which led to Zhao Longhu's brief moment of clarity just now.

However, Zhou Xuan's attempt to corrupt Zhao Longhu was merely a trial run, not his full strength. But with the Calabash Taoist's intervention, the nature of the matter changed.

"Want to compete with me in terms of perception? Then let's have a go."

Zhou Xuan immediately awakened the human brain of the Blood Well within the secret realm, and even managed to summon Miss Wall, using her willpower to reinforce his secret realm.
All of this was Zhou Xuan's way of pushing his perception to its strongest level.

"Anyone who tries to challenge me through perception will not escape my contamination."

……

"Zhou Xuan's perception has actually reached such a level?"

After Zhou Xuan's first wave of sensory counterattack began...
The gourd-shaped Taoist realized he had underestimated his opponent. If his supreme ancestor's perception was like a raging sea, then Zhou Xuan's perception was the sea itself.
Not only was his perception quickly enveloped, but all sorts of complicated "desires" exploded one after another in his heart.

Like Zhao Longhu, he was surrounded by beautiful female teachers.

For a moment, he, a highly skilled cultivator, felt a slight heat.

Fortunately, the other elders of Dunjia Mountain also sensed the difficulties faced by the gourd-wielding Taoist and transferred their perception to him.

The six Supreme Beings united their perception to resist Zhou Xuan's perception.

but,

If Zhou Xuan's perception was already as vast as a god's after entering the "Day Wanderer" realm, then now, as the "Manifestation of the Day and Night Wanderer," his perception is beyond anything a "god-level" being can compare to.
The six ancestors, with their six combined senses, still couldn't generate any resistance.
Knowing that the situation was hopeless, the gourd-wielding Taoist realized that in this "battle at the level of perception," even with the combined efforts of six people, it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
So he made a quick decision and shouted, "Sever your senses!"

The remaining five Supreme Ancestors successively severed their sensory abilities and withdrew from the battlefield.

After his fellow disciples had safely evacuated, the gourd-shaped Taoist priest abruptly withdrew his senses.

This sudden evacuation does not guarantee absolute safety.

Zhou Xuan's corruption had completely remained in the gourd-wielding Taoist's body, constantly assaulting his consciousness.

"Zhou Xuan himself is a supreme treasure in the world."

Faced with the pollution within his body, the gourd-wielding Taoist priest had no other choice but to take out a talisman and scatter it forward.

The talisman immediately changed shape and turned into a pair of scissors.

The scissors were aimed at his tongue, and with a clang, they slashed it off hard.

A lump of bright red, soft flesh fell off.
The severed tongue, like a worm, writhed on the ground.

He grabbed the live, severed tongue and chanted incantations. The severed tongue turned into a brick, and from each of the tiny dots on the tongue coating, a blood-red worm crawled out.

Tens of thousands of insects crawled into his mouth and nose and began to gnaw at his flesh.

The pain caused by being attacked by thousands of insects is no less than any cruel form of torture in the world.

Only this kind of intense, extreme pain could help him endure the "mental pollution".

The excruciating pain caused even the gourd-wielding Taoist priest to break out in a cold sweat.
Finally, after waves of pollution and waves of pain, everything returned to normal.

The gourd-wielding Taoist priest, as if he had been given a second chance at life, let out a heavy sigh before beginning to chant the incantation.

The severed tongue grew back, but since he was not Bone Elder, who was skilled in flesh and blood regeneration, the newly grown tongue was only as thick as a finger, making his speech somewhat slurred.

"We must capture Zhou Xuan, the third master of the Dunjia technique..."

The gourd-shaped Taoist priest opened his mouth and said...
Because of his slurred speech, he even pronounced the word "mountain" as "three." "Zhou Xuan is indeed a prodigy."

The other ancestors who were hiding in the shadows also began to get to know Zhou Xuan anew.

This young man is more powerful than they imagined.

……

Zhao Longhu's filth continued, and his pupa-like behavior, naturally, did not stop either.

Finally, after Zhou Xuan closed his folding fan, Zhao Longhu regained his senses.

He looked down at his own "shameful state," his body pale and naked, covered in sweat from his earlier revelry, and his face immediately flushed.

"Teacher Zhao, twist it a couple more times, my colleague has rushed over with several rolls of new film."

"I guarantee that tomorrow the entire newspaper will belong to you, Master Zhao."

The assurances from his media friends enraged Zhao Longhu, and he immediately wanted to kill the reporter in front of him.

He had barely made a move when a figure in white robes blocked Zhao Longhu's path.

King Xishan made his move, employing the "Taoist inaction" principle from the Valley Scripture. His hands, like the gentlest ripples of water and the softest play of light, gently and subtly dissolved Zhao Longhu's force.

Then, the newly crowned Fox King coldly laughed: "The people from the Imperial Observatory, quite the methods! They committed such a despicable act in public, so lewd and immoral, and now they even want to kill someone to cover it up?"

“All the people of Mingjiang Prefecture have witnessed your disgraceful behavior. Can you kill them all?”

King Xishan pointed behind him, revealing a continuous line of figures, each with a mocking look in their eyes.

Zhao Longhu couldn't hold back any longer.
This was the first time he had ever been so humiliated. He saw all those cameras, his naked face, and knew that soon the whole country would know.

He felt wronged, distressed, and fearful, but had no outlet for his emotions. Finally, he let out a soft "humph" and burst into tears.

Clutching his clothes, he ran toward the carriage, completely forgetting that his mission was to capture Zhou Xuan.

"What a disgrace."

Zhao Youting stood by, offering only insults and no sympathy.

After all, it was Zhao Longhu who used the name "Imperial Observatory" without his consent.

Now, this embarrassing incident has naturally fallen on the shoulders of the Imperial Observatory.

The most prestigious institution in the capital is now being made the scapegoat for Dunjia Mountain and Zhao Longhu.

Zhao Longhu had just left,
Zhou Xuan's voice came from the Guishan Taoist Temple.

"Hey, constables of the Imperial Observatory, I, Zhou Xuan, would like to ask you what crime I have committed that you have come to arrest me?"

Faced with Zhou Xuan's confident question, Zhao Youting was not to be outdone, and said, "Zhou Xuan, you killed our senior brother Zhao Qingxiao of Dunjia Mountain, and then you killed our sect leader Zhao Jinjia."

"You have committed numerous evils. We, the Imperial Observatory, have come to arrest you. What's the problem?"

"There's a problem, and a big one."

Zhou Xuan waved his hand and released the cerebellum.

The cerebellum projected in the air, showing Zhao Jinjia's face during the fight for Pisces, like a movie.

"Zhou Xuan, let's have a duel to determine who is better and who is worse, and also to decide who lives and who dies!"

"However, it's not very interesting to just gamble with life and death. If someone is killed in the ring, their body belongs to the other person. How about that?"

This is what Zhao Jinjia said himself before the competition; there's no denying it.

Zhou Xuan asked, "Your sect leader and I had a duel in the arena, and we agreed on the terms long ago: life and death are left to fate."

What, people from Dunjia Mountain, can't accept defeat?

Or perhaps, you people from the Imperial Observatory, relying on your power, are trying to fabricate a charge—"If you want to condemn someone, you can always find a pretext."

Zhou Xuan questioned him firmly and resolutely.

Zhao Youting was speechless.

"Damn it, I thought you Imperial Observatory had caught the Master red-handed, but it turns out he's just a scoundrel."

"If you lose a bet, just admit it. If you don't, even an old gambler like me will look down on you."

“Those from the Imperial Observatory, get out of Xiejia’ao.”

Immediately, public outrage arose.
Zhou Xuan's voice was also broadcast to the ears of the people of the nine prefectures of Jing State via radio.

The Kingdom of Jing was a theocratic state, and its officials, including the "Earth God" and the Imperial Observatory, were known for their domineering and tyrannical behavior.

However... they still need to win the hearts of the people, because they need to maintain order among humanity.

This time, Zhou Xuan's goal was to prevent the Imperial Observatory from winning the hearts of the people.

His voice rang out once more: "As for Zhao Qingxiao, you people of Mingjiang Prefecture, listen up!"

Who is Zhao Qingxiao?
He is the scourge who, during the Zoroastrian Calamity, colluded with Zhexing and the Zoroastrian Sect, leading the Dunjia disciples to slaughter the people of our Mingjiang Prefecture!
These Taoist priests have committed countless evil deeds. Instead of confronting them, they've turned around and come after us.

This counterattack immediately threw Zhao Youting into disarray.

He usually prided himself on having many clever ideas, but at this moment, facing Zhou Xuan, he was completely at a loss for what to do and could only relinquish control of the situation.

Of course, one reason for this was that Dunjia Mountain concealed the truth about Zhao Qingxiao from Zhao Youting.

He only knew that Zhao Qingxiao was killed by Zhou Xuan, but he didn't know why Zhao Qingxiao was killed.

The fact that Dunjia, in collusion with Zhexing and the Zoroastrian sect, planned to massacre the entire Mingjiang Prefecture is a major stain on Dunjia's reputation, and apart from a few individuals, no one else knows about it.

"Cerebellum, bring me Zhao Qingxiao's image."

Zhou Xuan immediately waved his hand.

The cerebellum's image was projected again, this time showing the scene of Zhao Qingxiao leading the Dunjia Sect in causing chaos in Mingjiang during the Mingjiang Prefecture's Heaven and Earth Chess Game period.

They killed a lot of people.
The fall of every Mingjiang Prefecture resident has left the onlookers in Xiejia'ao with eyes wide with horror.

"Damn it, these Taoist priests are bullying us too much, let's get them."

"Damn it! A bunch of bullies."

Some fierce civilians had already picked up the rubble on the ground and hurled it at Zhao Youting.

The bricks and stones formed a rain, splashing onto Zhao Youting, but he didn't flinch. He was also stunned by Zhao Qingxiao's actions...

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"Dunjia actually colluded with the Zoroastrians; so this is how Zhao Qingxiao died?"

Zhao Youting always considered himself a person who was neither extremely wicked nor particularly virtuous, and in fact, he was indeed such a person.

But a man like him is like duckweed, drifting whichever way the wind blows.
But today, he no longer wants to be blown around by the wind.

He walked numbly toward the carriage.

Zhou Xuan then said, "Those who practice the art of escape, remember this: I, Zhou Xuan, should be using the momentum of the entire city to crush you all, but... I haven't finished my story yet, and I don't have time to fight you."

"After this book is over, I'll settle accounts with you properly."

"Do we need to settle accounts? Yes, we do."

Zhao Youting murmured to himself. When he reached the carriage, Zhao Longhu was still secretly wiping away tears. He didn't know how to face the rest of his life.

People all over the country have probably seen his naked buttocks.

"Junior Brother Youting, why did you leave? Go ahead, show the Star Gazing Card, snatch all those cameras, smash them, smash them all."

"Smash your grandpa's."

"How dare you speak to your senior brother like that?" Zhao Longhu suddenly stood up straight.

"I told you not to use the title 'Imperial Observatory,' but you did! And now you're just a bunch of spineless cowards, running around like idiots with your pants down."

Zhao Youting finally vented all the resentment and frustration he had been holding in all the way. The image of Zhao Qingxiao was the trigger for his emotions.

"Now you want me to go back and get the camera? If I can't get it back, I'll be branded as a robber. What's that called? Pulling a millstone naked, going around in circles and making a fool of myself."

The words "naked bottom" triggered Zhao Longhu again, and he immediately started wiping away tears.

Hearing the commotion outside, the words of the gourd-wielding Taoist priest drifted out from inside the carriage.
“You Ting, it’s normal for you to be a little angry. It’s good to vent. After you’re done, we’ll still be fellow disciples, and you and Long Hu will still be fellow disciples.”

"Ancestor, today's operation is now over."

Zhao Youting said, "In my opinion, the senior brother of the Dunjia Sect died without cause. As for the death of Sect Leader Zhao Jinjia, that was a life-or-death arena, so it's not his fault."

"Ha, Zhao Youting, do you know what you're saying? The divine decree of the 'Earth God,' you think you can just change it like that?"

The gourd-shaped Taoist priest sneered.

Zhao Youting suddenly said, "Did you tell the Imperial Observatory beforehand that Zhao Qingxiao and his disciples from Dunjia Mountain died because they massacred civilians in Mingjiang Prefecture?"

"Have you reported your collusion with the Zoroastrian sect, the Star-Covering Sect, and the Great Demon of Huangyuan to the Imperial Observatory?"

Zhao Youting immediately revealed his Star Gazing Token and said, "With this Star Gazing Token in hand, I'm in charge here. Zhou Xuan's plot to murder Zhao Qingxiao and Zhao Jinjia has changed, and we need to reconsider. Therefore, the arrest operation is canceled..."

"It seems unlikely that it can be canceled."

The gourd-shaped Taoist priest emerged from the carriage with a sinister expression...

(End of this chapter)