Secret Buyer-Chapter 132 - 116: Lin Dongxi, You Little Rascal

’Boom boom boom!’

A peal of thunder sounded outside the window.

Inside the quiet room, Hong Tianbao glanced sideways; that thunderbolt was very peculiar because the sky was clear, yet the thunder struck just like that.

Yuan Feidao, in front of the incense burner, opened his eyes and also looked sideways out the window.

He actually stood up and walked to the window.

"Strange, strange..." Yuan Feidao murmured softly.

"Master?"

Sitting beside Hong Tianbao, the fairy-like Chen Daoling was somewhat puzzled:

"It’s just a bolt from the blue, what’s so strange about it?"

On the other side, Chen Qiusheng also cast a curious glance.

Yuan Feidao said nothing, merely closed his eyes silently, one breath, two breaths, three breaths later.

When he opened his eyes again, his brow furrowed with a hint of solemnity:

"It’s not just a simple bolt from the blue."

"Have you ever seen, in countless bubbles, at the same instant, a simultaneous bolt from the blue?"

Yuan Feidao said blandly:

"Perhaps it’s not only within the Golden Province; it’s hard to say, in other forty-eight provinces, in thousands upon thousands of little worlds, this same thunderbolt may have struck."

The three senior and junior brothers were slightly stunned, and the eldest brother, Chen Qiusheng, raised an eyebrow:

"How could that be possible?"

Yuan Feidao hunched his back, sat back in front of the incense burner, and stared at the three burning sticks of incense and the spiraling blue smoke.

He spoke calmly:

"Where is anything impossible? The thunderbolt of heaven... I can smell anger, surprise, trembling from it."

"Heaven sends the killing intent."

The old man mumbled some unintelligible words, then suddenly shifted his tone and looked at his three apprentices:

"Have you ever resented me, making you and over a hundred other apprentices fight amongst yourselves, in the end, with only you three surviving?"

Chen Qiusheng smiled:

"What’s there to resent? Since ancient times, the victors become kings, while the defeated are bandits, and this path of cultivation is meant for striving."

"If I can’t even outmatch my junior brothers and sisters, how can I talk about seeking the Way or pursuing the truth?"

Yuan Feidao nodded gently:

"Indeed, that’s exactly how it should be."

He stretched his hand over the three burning sticks of incense, letting the blue smoke break against his fingers, and continued:

"It’s just, this fight should come to an end, you three are all victors, but can your apprentices become victors as well?"

"This time, the same."

"Three can survive."

Yuan Feidao spoke in a low tone:

"Those who survive shall bear my legacy — I too am nearing my Great Limit."

"Oh?" Chen Daoling spoke with curiosity: "Are you finally dying? That would be a celebratory event.... But considering your capabilities, Master, how would the Great Limit be today?"

Yuan Feidao gave him a sidelong glance:

"Stop saying such irreverent things."

Chen Daoling laughed:

"What’s the harm? My rebellious apprentices ponder every day how to kill me — your choice, Master."

Yuan Feidao was not angry, instead, he nodded in satisfaction:

"That’s the kind of good apprentice I have."

He exhaled a turbid breath:

"My lifespan is indeed still long, but lifespan is lifespan, the Great Limit is the Great Limit, certain things, your master can’t suppress anymore."

"Next..."

Yuan Feidao took out a small jar from somewhere, opened a cloth bag, and poured three large insects and nine small insects into the jar.

The hungry insects, after several days, fought at the bottom of the jar, and as they killed each other, only three were left, each occupying one-third of the jar’s space, gnawing on their fallen brethren.

Yuan Feidao spoke calmly:

"The competition must continue, this time, your apprentices must compete, whoever’s apprentices die first, that one is out."

"Is that so?"

Chen Qiusheng laughed, pointing at Hong Tianbao:

"Then Third Junior Brother should be out, according to the rules, he will be put in a pot, refined for forty-nine days, to be made into a Blood and Flesh Pill."

Hong Tianbao was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized something, his face changed drastically, his fat body moved like a rabbit, charging fiercely at Chen Qiusheng!

He was pinned to the ground by Chen Qiusheng’s single finger pressing against his forehead, unable to move.

Chen Qiusheng patted the face of the fat old man:

"Third Junior Brother, you’re old, useless, do you think it’s still the past? How’s the taste of the Flesh Plague?"

He spoke sinisterly:

"My little apprentice has already gone to the waiting area, and your... Lin Dongxi?"

"Is that the right name?"

"She probably won’t survive tomorrow..."

Hong Tianbao let out a low hiss.

Neither Yuan Feidao nor Chen Daoling intervened as they watched silently, the latter sighed.

Yuan Feidao finally spoke:

"Let this final Gu Battle begin today."

"The duration is one year."

The old man waved his hand, and the three disciples uncontrollably flew out, plunging into the lake.

Raising some ripples.

Yuan Feidao sighed, looking at the three insects re-engaged in a standoff in the jar, reached out to grab the sticky insects, and stuffed them into his mouth.

Chewing, swallowing.

He murmured to himself:

"If it’s only the Western Sect, it’s still not enough, still not enough..."

"Buddhists, Confucians, and the Pantheon, how can they be left out?"

"All of you should compete for the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron."

"Whoever can seize it, whoever can become....."

"The Gu King?"

......

Chen Yuque opened her eyes blankly and sat up in confusion.

She didn’t bother to cover her naked body, just stared at the frail-looking boy before her, with deep fear and incredulity in her eyes.

The three-eyed boy beside her fared no better.

The cave plunged into eerie silence.

Their first reaction was to escape, but to their horror, they found they could hardly move,

This seemingly frail boy gave them an indescribable sense of oppression and... subordination.

Chen Yuque felt as if every inch of her skin, every inch of her flesh, down to her three souls and seven spirits,

seemed to belong to the Little Junior Brother.

Or rather, the Central Pole Sect Leader, the Emperor of the Underworld, the Sin-Extinguishing Celestial Venerate.

The decree, the Heaven and Earth Golden Bridge, and the Emperor’s Decree.....

Chen Yuque pinched the back of her hand.

Indeed, it’s truly alive again.

It’s really come back to life!!

The two gasped for air, momentarily in disbelief, resurrection of the dead, resurrection of the dead!

This is an unheard-of event throughout history!!

They looked fearfully at the pale-faced young man. As time crept by, both lowered their heads in unison.

Zhang Fusheng revealed a smile.

He didn’t use his ’control’ over the Subordinate Soul,

the Second Senior Sister and this little guy both bowed their heads willingly, choosing submission—seems like the arrangements in the Divine Realm indeed had some effect,

In the future, when two living beings are sent to his Divine Realm, to wander before the remaining Flawless Souls,

perhaps.....they will all become devout, won’t they?

The incense, it should also start coming in, right?

"Second Senior Sister." Zhang Fusheng said calmly: "Bringing you back from the Nine Netherworld was to spare Master from too much grief."

He gazed at Chen Yuque:

"Your life has long belonged to the Nine Netherworld, now that you have returned to the human world, your only duty is to protect my path, understand?"

Chen Yuque silently nodded, still in a state of bewilderment and bitterness.

The deity ruling the Netherworld...

"As for you." Zhang Fusheng looked at the little boy: "What’s your name?"

"Zhou Muniu." The boy lowered his head and softly replied.

"Hmm."

Zhang Fusheng stood up, swaying slightly as he walked out of the cave:

"Second Senior Sister, come with me."

"As for you, Zhou Muniu... go about your tasks."

Will descended into Zhou Muniu’s True Spirit, which was actually his Subordinate Soul and thus could be completely controlled by him.

Behavior, and even thoughts.

The Divine Realm is like this, both powerful and fragile, full of contradictions—it can control Subordinate Souls, completely master other people’s souls,

or even anchor scenes from Different Dimensions, creating illusions as reality.

But at the same time.

The Divine Thought can only extend outwards for forty kilometers, despite Zhang Fusheng’s four hundred years of mental accumulation. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

This is very unconventional.

"Is the Divine Realm truly a Spiritual World?" Zhang Fusheng murmured in a low whisper.

......

Returning to the hotel, it was already evening.

With help from the distant Director Liu in Chongyang City, Zhang Fusheng also updated a new identity file for Chen Yuque.

Other than the unchanged name, all other information was completely altered, she also became a public security officer at the Chongyang City Public Security Bureau, following ’Senior Inspector’ Zhang Fusheng undercover for seven years, returning to the team today.

There was no need to change the name—it was too common.

"How does it feel now that you are cultivating?" After dinner, Zhang Fusheng casually asked as he walked along the street in the waiting area with the red-haired woman.

"I..."

Chen Yuque instinctively lowered her head, softly replied:

"Very peculiar, when I first returned, I had no cultivation, but the speed at which this new body cultivates is astonishingly fast."

She puzzledly said:

"I have a feeling of being favored by heaven and earth... no, not favored by heaven and earth, but ’unique’."

"I don’t need to do anything, I don’t need to use Breathing Technique, the Mysterious Factor just pours into my body endlessly."

"And there is no loss or waste, it almost entirely transforms and stays within my body."

Zhang Fusheng nodded thoughtfully.

Indeed, a body created out of thin air is vastly different from a normal person, almost like a special constitution.

Of course, it might also be related to the Immortal Thoughts.

Chen Yuque’s cultivation speed was even faster than his own, though the upper limit was fixed—Martial Arts Master.

And she could only delve into the Spleen Secret twice.

As for whether it could improve in the future?

It shouldn’t be a problem, not a big deal to remake Second Senior Sister once he becomes a Grandmaster and uncovers all secrets.

Zhang Fusheng’s thoughts went through countless twists and turns, his eyes shining brightly,

there were still fifty-four Flawless Souls left, enough to create fifty-four ’Death Warriors’ who were absolutely loyal and of incredible aptitude!

"If I can solve the issue of souls dissipating after killing, can’t I endlessly create these ’Death Warriors’?"

He silently considered:

"And further, if I master this arrangement of the Federation to bring it under my control..."

"Then wouldn’t I be able to make my Divine Realm truly become the [Netherworld]??"

Despite knowing it was far-fetched, he couldn’t help but dream.

His steps paused.

Unknowingly, they had arrived at the inner waiting area, near the council building, beyond which entry was forbidden.

"Leaving for Chongyang City the day after tomorrow." Zhang Fusheng casually said: "That girl Lin Dongxi should already be in Chongyang City."

"When the time comes, continue to keep your distance from me and get closer to her, she is an incarnated Living Buddha, surely harboring a great secret."

Chen Yuque’s eyes widened—Living Buddha???

After a brief silence.

She smiled bitterly:

"Master’s four disciples, only Senior Brother and I are ordinary people..."

Zhang Fusheng glanced at her curiously:

"No, only you."

"Senior Brother also possesses the bloodline of a primeval ferocious beast, he might have almost swallowed Lin Dongxi’s position as a Living Buddha."

Chen Yuque’s eyes widened, speechless for a long time.

In the control of thoughts,

the childlike Zhou Muniu was already approaching the council building from another direction.

Whether it succeeds depends on tonight... hmm?

In the distance, a familiar shouting voice suddenly echoed.

"I’m here to claim the bounty! I have information on the Life-Extending Medicine..... news!"

"I want to see the legislator! I want to see the legislator!"

Zhang Fusheng and Chen Yuque looked towards the voice, a familiar Little Child was standing in front of the guards with arms akimbo, shouting loudly.

The Little Child suddenly sensed something, turned her head.

Six pairs of eyes met.

"Dammit!"

"Evil God’s Claw!!"

Lin Dongxi pointed at the two, exclaiming, as numerous eyes instantly locked onto Zhang Fusheng and Chen Yuque, the scene turning chaotic.

The Little Child turned around and bolted.

Zhang Fusheng: ???

He watched as the guards cautiously closed in, his mouth twitching.

"Lin Dongxi."

"You little brat!"