Zhou Xuan was angrily fuming, feeling tricked again, but after calming down, he decided to make one last attempt.
"I'll consult the Blood Well again, change the phrasing, and see if it can reduce the amount of sacrifices."
Zhou Xuan entered the City God Taoist Temple within the Secret Realm and said, "Well, I want a divination."
All the eyes on the wall opened, gazing at Zhou Xuan.
"I want to know, in which state of Jing Country is Xu Jingchuan's soul."
Searching for an exact location costs too much, requiring a sacrifice of nine sticks of incense, so Zhou Xuan asked for the vaguest location. If the Blood Well's answer was — Yellow Field Prefecture, then this divination would be a dead end.
The unnamed Huangyuan Demon is said to be as difficult to find as the Ancient Buddha.
After Zhou Xuan's inquiry, snow drifted down inside the temple, outlining the number "six" on the green tiles.
"A sacrifice of six sticks of incense?"
Zhou Xuan was still pained.
