Secret Buyer-Chapter 354 - 269: Laozi Heads West from Hangu City, Three Farewells for Three Thousand Miles of Hardship (4k)

Chapter 354: Chapter 269: Laozi Heads West from Hangu City, Three Farewells for Three Thousand Miles of Hardship (4k)

(This is basically a new volume, there’s some writer’s block, more to come at night)

"Before heading west of Hangu City, could it be that I really acquired a cow?"

"It’s the time, it’s destiny!"

A soft sigh echoed through the serene bamboo grove. Golden Armor, Su Qiansuan, and Ruan Yutu were clueless,

only Miss Mingyue, who was squatting by the side and wiping away the sweat on Zhang Fusheng’s forehead, turned pale.

She looked at this young man exuding a slight foul odor, and spoke with a trembling voice:

"What do you mean by riding a cow out of Hangu City?"

Zhang Fusheng glanced at her and at that moment, also smelled the foul odor on himself.

The Fourth Decline of a Celestial Human, the body reeks.

Celestial Humans, with their marvelous and distinct bodies, light and pure by nature, when the Fourth Decline arrives, at the end of their fortune and longevity, suddenly emit a foul odor.

Accompanying it is the Fourth Celestial Dharma Marvel, akin to being one with the heavens and earth.

The body subtly merges with the heavens and earth, every gesture and action seems to embody the principles of the universe. Even without speaking the Dharma, every word and phrase can blossom like a lotus.

Celestial Humans of the Fourth Decline, also Celestial Humans of the Fourth Form, walk the earth and a hundred flowers bloom, deadwood comes to life;

tread the skies, and eighteen streaks of purple aura follow, where they pass, wind stills, rain halts, the sunlight is gentle.

The surrounding lush bamboo grove became even more verdant at this moment.

Zhang Fusheng sighed and, without hiding anything, calmly said:

"I am I, but I am not just I. The Great Celestial Venerate said I should be the Laozi of this era, traversing the mortal world and practicing the Dao."

"He said I would eventually journey west, leaving the Golden Province from Hangu City, to a broader world and face numerous beings—"

"And then, I would ride a cow, perhaps accompanied by visions."

Golden Armor and the others were bewildered, but Miss Mingyue’s heart trembled.

For a long time.

She sighed lightly with an enlightened expression and said:

"I see!"

Amidst the uncertain gazes of the crowd, she stood up, placed one hand over the other, and bowed toward the Celestial Human in the throes of the Fourth Decline sitting on the ground:

"Greetings, Laozi."

Zhang Fusheng simply smiled:

"I am first myself, before I am anything or anyone else. Miss Mingyue, there’s no need for such formality."

Someone nearby, a Golden Armored Creature couldn’t help but ask:

"What is Laozi? Why does it sound like a foul phrase?"

No one answered him.

Zhang Fusheng slowly opened his mouth and exhaled, the Celestial Position of Plague quietly flowed out, sinking into Miss Mingyue’s hands under the envious gaze of Golden Armor and Su Qiansuan.

The Celestial Position melded with her.

"The integration of a Celestial Position is not an overnight process; it takes at least two to three months."

Miss Mingyue softly said:

"It is now almost December."

"December?"

Zhang Fusheng was stunned, somewhat dazed, realizing he had been mired in darkness for a full month.

Thus.

Only two months remained until February 9th, the date of the so-called ’great opportunity.’

"I must leave now." Zhang Fusheng solemnly spoke: "I have to go to the World Plateau, to find the city lost within it."

Miss Mingyue nodded, at this moment, a faint black Emperor’s Robe appeared on her body—belonging to the Celestial Position of Plague,

or rather, belonging to the symbol of the Plague Emperor Celestial Position.

She was becoming a [True God].

A True God is not a realm, but a term for those seated upon a Celestial Position,

For deities, sitting upon a Celestial Position makes a world of difference.

"I originally wanted to say, be careful on your journey." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Miss Mingyue softly said:

"But upon reflection, that’s unnecessary. With your identity, wherever you tread is predestined, Heaven’s Will follows you."

"But I don’t like predestination." Zhang Fusheng answered.

Their words were like strategic exchanges, incomprehensible to the two Venerates nearby, but they wisely refrained from further questions.

Miss Mingyue pointed at the scroll:

"The true form of the Red Bull True Monarch is sealed inside the scroll, if you tear the scroll, he will perish instantly—his life is in your hands."

"The Red Bull outside, though merely a wisp of will, a manifestation of a Divine Embryo, is sufficient for travel."

Zhang Fusheng looked at the Red Bull, prostrate on the ground and motionless, feeling somewhat disoriented—the former God of Plague,

who caused the demise of all Jiangzhou, now lay before him, potentially becoming a ’mount.’

He felt a sense of surrealism.

"This Red Bull may not be entirely obedient and requires further training, but with the scroll in hand, he won’t rebel."

Miss Mingyue calmly recounted:

"The stronger the being, the more they cherish life...."

She stood, about to enter a brief seclusion, at this moment bestowing Zhang Fusheng with her final thought.

"Though I have only just begun to seat myself on the Celestial Position of Plague and still require time to acclimate, I can already control most of the authority."

"Now, these powers will be completely open to Young Master Zhang’s Plague Ghost body; when the Plague sleeps, it will become the God of Plague walking the earth."

Blood-red bones emerged from the black mist, being blessed by Miss Mingyue, inscribing a Treasure Seal upon them, even leaving some True Blood, merging into the Plague Ghost’s body,

Su Qiansuan and Golden Armor exchanged glances and offered gifts as well.

"I have nothing much to offer, so I’ll gift Junior Brother Zhang a pavilion of bamboo forest."

He grandly waved his hand, cutting ten miles of bamboo forest from the serene Pure Bamboo Grove, and said:

"This is Celestial Bamboo, it flowers once in a hundred years, and the bloom becomes Divine Calming Tea—the bamboo also has a marvelous use in battle; with a gust of wind, it releases pure energy, displacing souls."

"Most crucially, the bamboo can be planted in the Divine Realm, manifesting when needed, the pure energy flowing, extending for miles and miles."

Zhang Fusheng solemnly expressed his gratitude, and the ten miles of serene bamboo forest were then moved into the Divine Realm. With a mere thought, ten miles of bamboo forest appeared behind him,