Secret Buyer-Chapter 334 - 257: The Great Dictator of High Heaven City
Chongyang City, Governance Building.
After a month of repairs, the damage caused by last month’s upheaval to the city has been mostly restored,
and the Governance Building is back in use.
Meeting room.
Li Guoquan tapped the meeting table and spoke in a low voice:
"People from the Capital died in Chongyang, and two Deities descended, one whose true form remains unknown, and the other is the famous Golden Armor... what does everyone think?"
Silence, still silence.
A director spoke softly:
"I heard that the major figures who hunted down the Capital visitors that day... are from our High Heaven Association?"
"There is indeed such a saying." Hu Zhongli nodded in affirmation: "But it cannot be completely confirmed at the moment—however, this does not mean it’s a good thing."
As he spoke, he exhaled gently, still a bit shaken by those terrifying existences within the High Heaven Association,
He never thought his own Innate Realm was the top of the High Heaven Association, but...
Those terrifying figures on that day, each one had at least Celestial Human-level abilities, and the creature who finally arrived on the Divine Chariot was even more mysterious,
an arrow cast the world into shadow, reappearing the Merciful Divine Arrow of that day, which even caused a Deity’s body to collapse, with flesh and blood falling like rain!
Zhao Wenting lightly reflected:
"Currently, the flesh and blood of the Deity still piles up outside the wilderness, forming a ’Wall of Flesh and Blood,’ impossible to cross."
After a pause, he looked at Chen Daoling:
"Old Chen, has there been any news about your Grandmaster nephew?"
The latter’s face showed a bitter smile:
"What news? Lost contact for a month already, maybe..."
Everyone in the meeting room fell silent.
After a long while, Hu Zhongli spoke in a deep voice:
"Next, everyone should remain silent, and don’t create a big disturbance, that Golden Armor Venerate is not someone Yang Shexing can compare to."
"If He suddenly gets angry, tipping over the entire Chongyang, the Federation will only hold Him ’accountable’..."
"After all, He is a true Deity, not a level we can reach."
Everyone in the meeting room nodded silently, a sense of powerlessness sprouting in their hearts,
If it were just Yang Shexing, although they couldn’t confront him directly, at least they could still plot and deal with him,
But a Deity?
They couldn’t even muster the thought of resistance!
Chongyang is now caught between the Federation and that Governor Su, life will be difficult....
"And the Innate ones of various sects hiding in the city." Li Guoquan said bitterly: "I’ve received news that even Celestial Humans of the Evil Cult have entered the territory."
The Director of Public Security Headquarters, Lin Changle, shrunk his neck, speaking softly:
"Recently, the public order in the city has completely spiraled out of control, plunged into large-scale chaos, many cultists blatantly run amok—there’s no controlling it."
Chen Daoling also nodded heavily:
"I’ve applied for support from the Investigation Bureau—like a clay ox entering the sea, the Investigation Bureau hasn’t responded to me at all."
Just when everyone fell silent, feeling a sense of helplessness, suddenly noises came from outside the meeting room.
The top tiers of Chongyang present all looked towards,
They saw the meeting room door being pushed open, a dignified and imposing middle-aged man stepping in first,
Just as they were shocked, a young man also followed in with slow steps.
"Fusheng?!"
Chen Daoling rose with surprise and joy:
"You’re finally back... Quite a lot has happened in Chongyang while you were away this month."
"I’m fine."
Zhang Fusheng walked steadily forward, Lin Changle instinctively called out Director, hastily got up to yield his seat,
Yet Zhang Fusheng pressed him back down by the shoulders,
But the other Chongyang top tiers, aside from Li Guoquan and Hu Zhongli, all stood up one after another,
Looking at this nearly legendary former Director General of the Public Security Bureau, who served briefly but left an indelible mark.
Emperor Tang looked around curiously.
Zhang Fusheng surveyed the group, his voice steady:
"I’m now just an ordinary citizen, everyone please sit down first."
The Chongyang top tiers looked at each other, slowly sat down, the spacious meeting room quiet, all eyes on this youth.
Lin Changle felt the warmth of the hands on his shoulders, obediently raised his head, only to have his head pressed straight by Zhang Fusheng.
She heard ’Director Zhang’ speak peacefully:
"I’ve returned this time to announce two things, first the bad news—Chongyang is drifting away from the Golden Province."
The meeting room roared, drifting away?
What does this mean?
Hu Zhongli was puzzled and uncertain:
"Fusheng, what exactly happened?"
Zhang Fusheng shook his head, calmly said:
"The literal meaning, Chongyang Heaven and Earth is detaching from the Golden Province, drifting inexorably towards the World Plateau."
"At the latest three months from now—next February."
"At the earliest, perhaps just these two days."
Pausing briefly, he continued in a slow, steady, and powerful tone:
"By then, Chongyang will have completely appeared above the World Plateau—the reason unknown, most likely related to a small town called Chang’an outside the wilderness."
The meeting room was in complete silence, everyone digesting this terrifying information.
But before they could settle down,
The young man who was supporting the current Director General spoke decisively again:
"The second thing, after Chongyang City completely drifts onto the World Plateau, it will officially be renamed [High Heaven City]."
Renaming?
This matter is not too bad...
As soon as this thought crossed everyone’s mind in the meeting room, they heard the handsome young man continue:
"High Heaven City will acknowledge the legitimacy of Taoism, Buddhism, Confucianism, and the Pantheon, allowing the various sects to establish bases in Chongyang City."
"Additionally, High Heaven City will declare independence from the Federation, pursuing complete autonomy, and a new sect will be established in the city—called [New Religion]."
Zhang Fusheng’s words were akin to dropping a bomb, causing an uproar in the large meeting room.
He quietly observed the people exchanging whispers, debating endlessly, a calm expression on his face.
This matter had been discussed with Su Qiansuan and the Golden Armored Creatures, the forty-nine provinces separated from each other,
Although connections can be made through the World Plateau’s transit,
the independence of the Golden Province at this time makes it difficult to ensure mutual support with the other three rebellious provinces. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞
As a result.
Chongyang, or rather High Heaven City, can stand in mutual solidarity with the Golden Province, diverting the Federation’s attention through cooperation.
Zhang Fusheng never thought that future High Heaven City could stand against the Federation alone.
Even adding the Golden Province would be difficult, at most they could barely hold on—this also depends on the internal strife in the Federation, leaving it preoccupied.
Therefore, he opted to bring various sects ’on board’, recognizing and establishing their ’legitimacy.’
Amid the uproar, Zhang Fusheng spoke deeply:
"Silence."
And then, the meeting room fell silent.
He calmly said:
"The current Chongyang City, and soon High Heaven City, will exist as a link where all religious factions can discuss matters within the city."
"This is an essential prerequisite for the establishment of High Heaven City."
"I will strive to transform High Heaven City from a chaotic gathering place into a [Referee] to adjudicate disputes among the sects."
"Now."
"I’ve finished speaking. How do you all feel?"
Though he was asking, Zhang Fusheng’s voice carried an undeniable tone,
prompting one of the Chongyang higher-ups to speak out:
"Director Zhang, do the two Golden Legislators know about these matters?"
"They don’t."
Zhang Fusheng calmly answered:
"I alone will dictate."
"By what authority?" someone else questioned, finding this ’second matter’ somewhat absurd and bizarre,
High Heaven City?
All sects coexisting??
Isn’t this courting disaster!
Voices of opposition rang out in the meeting room. In their view, Zhang Fusheng was impressive, an early member of the High Heaven Association, who single-handedly orchestrated the Chongyang lockdown event,
but ultimately, he was just a Grandmaster—a Grandmaster, though more formidable than many present,
but...
A Grandmaster plotting against the Federation??
Utterly laughable!
Even Zhao Wenting, Chen Daoling, Li Guoquan, and Hu Zhongli, seated in the main positions, couldn’t remain composed.
Li Guoquan furrowed his brows tightly, lightly tapping the table to signal everyone to be quiet.
Gazing at Zhang Fusheng, he said in a deep voice:
"Fusheng, what you’re saying is too ridiculous. Even if Chongyang truly fell onto the World Plateau and became an isolated city—it doesn’t mean it’s a place beyond the law."
"Not to mention, as soon as that Golden Armor Venerate strikes, your so-called High Heaven City will become ruins in an instant!"
After a pause,
Li Guoquan continued:
"Even if the Federation is too lazy to bother, really letting Chongyang become independent, do you want to acknowledge all the religious sects? To let them openly settle in??"
"Are you... insane!"
"Why would they bother with us??"
Hu Zhongli, besides him, was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly and coughed gently, subtly saying:
"Fusheng, you might not have thought this through completely..."
Zhang Fusheng listened patiently and then shook his head:
"Then let me put it another way."
"From today on, Chongyang will be dictated by me alone."
"I’m no longer asking for everyone’s opinion, but... issuing commands."
Suddenly, fury surged in the meeting room, with high-ranking members sneering. Chen Daoling and Zhao Wenting’s brows were tightly knit, uncertain of what was going on with Fusheng,
Li Guoquan’s face showed uncertainty, and Hu Zhongli sighed softly, choosing not to interfere with words—
He knew that the True Man valued Zhang Fusheng.
He didn’t agree with what Zhang Fusheng was proposing, but he wouldn’t directly oppose him, only advise him.
As for whether Zhang Fusheng could suppress these furious higher-ups?
That naturally depended on his own abilities...
As these thoughts surfaced in Hu Zhongli’s mind, the furious voices in the meeting room suddenly quieted down a bit,
He looked up and saw that behind Zhang Fusheng’s head, four furnace fires appeared.
Hu Zhongli shook his head upon hearing the furious voices weaken again,
He looked again.
Besides those four furnace fires, unexpectedly, a Grotto Heaven emerged!!
Innate Realm.
Hu Zhongli rubbed his eyes in astonishment, how... did he become Innate??
Before Old Hu could react.
The second Grotto Heaven appeared, and the clamor in the meeting room quieted further.
Then came the third, fourth, fifth!
When ten Grotto Heavens revolved simultaneously,
The noise in the meeting room had practically faded to nothing.
And then.
The eleventh Grotto Heaven appeared.
With celestial music resounding, without being struck, like Golden Boy beating a gong and fairy singing.
The meeting room was utterly silent.
Everyone watched the young man blankly,
Chen Daoling’s throat bulged twice, forcing two words through his gritted teeth:
"Celestial Human..."
The Innate Realm, ten Grotto Heavens are the limit, only upon becoming a Celestial Human can one begin to experience the Five Declines,
With each decline, one can open seventy more Grotto Heavens.
Enduring all five declines, 360 orifices form 360 Grotto Heavens, with slight turns of the hand, a small world can collapse.
"Therefore."
As the eleven Grotto Heavens revolved, Zhang Fusheng’s calm voice resonated:
"Chongyang will be dictated by me alone, does anyone oppose?"
Silence.
Still silence.
"So that’s tacit approval?"
Zhang Fusheng said calmly, first patting Lin Changle on the shoulder:
"Did you get the result for the fingerprint I asked you to investigate?"
He was referring to the incident when Li Yiyi and Luo Cheng were on the same flight returning to Chongyang, during which the plane shook, and a giant stone struck,
leaving enormous fingerprints on both the fuselage and the giant rock.
Lin Changle nodded like a pecking chicken:
"Found it, found it..."
"Okay, organize it and send it to me later."
Zhang Fusheng abruptly changed the subject:
"Additionally, convey this message to all sects within the city and notify them to hold a meeting in Chongyang three days from now and have their high-ranking members attend."
"I will be present."
The last sentence was said as Zhang Fusheng, accompanied by Emperor Tang, turned and left without any hesitation.
Even after they left the meeting room for a long time, it remained silent.
"Celestial Human..." someone muttered again.
