Secret Buyer

Beyond Chongyang Heaven and Earth, above the firmament.

The Old Bull silently gazed at the various scenes within Chongyang Heaven and Earth, as the gods seated atop the celestial vault kept away from Him,

At this moment, the gods were also overlooking, were also watching.

"February 9th, it’s just over a month away." A deity spoke in a low voice: "The events here are likely suspected to be a Heavenly Destiny event."

"If I remember correctly, according to the Observatory’s deduction, there is even a certain probability here involving something beyond the [Celestial Venerate Fruit Position]..."

After a pause, this deity at the level of Great Power spoke:

"I’m worried, could it be a repeat of the event from nearly a month ago? Could there be an immensely powerful ancient will reviving and awakening?"

The gods were silent, all eyes turned towards Kong Shentong, who had personally experienced the shocking change that day.

The latter’s expression remained unchanged—others didn’t know, but He was very clear, that mysterious old man would also descend here,

perhaps even personally building a ’High Heaven City’!

Kong Shentong spoke calmly:

"The era of great strife foretold by prophecy has already begun, the return of the Heavenly Destiny’s inevitable grand trend."

"What we can do is in each Heavenly Destiny event, strive for opportunities, strengthen ourselves, so as to contend against the perhaps returning ancients."

The gods looked at each other.

The other Great Divine Power User present spoke at this moment:

"What about the analysis of that Celestial Stele?"

A divine spirit replied:

"Soon, maybe before February 9th, we can successfully unseal parts of it, allowing Venerate level deities to enter the Lost Heaven and Earth."

The Old Bull’s expression shifted, immediately asking:

"What’s the matter? Tell me about it."

No one answered Him.

A look of displeasure flashed across His face, choosing the nearest Venerate, He stepped forward aggressively:

"Little fellow, come, you give the answer, if it’s not good, I’ll behead you!"

The Venerate’s complexion changed, the previously speaking Great Divine Power User squinted;

"Fellow Daoist, aren’t you being too domineering?"

The Old Bull looked at the speaking white-haired elder, with a slightly solemn expression:

"Why, am I not to be domineering?"

His Spiritual Thoughts once again surged forth, behind Him transforming into an unending Flame Divine Mountain,

The astonishing spiritual quality unmistakably showcased His true realm—a Great Divine Power User.

The white-haired elder’s expression was solemn:

"Fellow Daoist, do you wish to have a bout with old me? Let your true body come."

The Old Bull spoke flippantly:

"If my true body came, beheading you wouldn’t be difficult, old fellow, want to try?"

Relying on being merely an incarnation, fearing death not at all, knowing full well his true self was likely no match for the white-haired elder, yet still boasting brazenly,

But precisely due to such domineering conduct, the white-haired elder became fearful, snorted coldly, and didn’t reply.

The chosen Venerate was trembling, afraid of following in the footsteps of the previous divine spirit, headlessly being beheaded, or truly perishing,

Thus dared not hide anything, recounting all matters fully.

The Old Bull’s expression grew solemn, not daring to delay, silently relayed the gathered news to his true self,

With the true self sealed within a painting scroll, notified Zhang Fusheng.

At the same time, within Lost Heaven and Earth.

On the altar.

Chen Daoling, bound, coughed, his body pierced through by bone nails into skin, flesh,

His face full of bitterness, knowing he was certainly doomed today.

"Mercy, mercy..."

Chen Daoling sighed lightly, not only himself, but many high-level Chongyang figures were in dire straits too,

followers of other sects advancing step by step...

He looked painfully towards the distance, towards the surrounding few, sighed softly again—wondering which Ling Mountain Remnant now faced calamity.

At the same time, in the distance.

A party of six, surrounded by many Mandala Lineage cultists,

Cui Linglong furrowed her brows, glanced around:

"I come from Qinghe Cui Family, so, does the Mandala Lineage intend to openly wage war against Qinghe Cui Family?"

The leading monk raised his brow, with Six Desires Celestial Maiden crawling on him like a wheel.

He smiled:

"Qinghe Cui Family? I’ve long heard of you, we naturally do not wish to trouble Qinghe Cui Family, but the problem is..."

"Among you, there are indeed Ling Mountain Remnants."

He said, raising the compass in his hand calmly.

The few looked at each other, the Yellow Teeth Old Man’s expression unchanged, Jiang Feiniao thoughtful,

As for the crystalline translucent Porcelain Doll?

She was hanging her eyes quietly at the moment.

Zhang Fusheng was receiving the Old Bull’s transmitted news, his brow imperceptibly furrowed.

According to the Old Bull’s information,

The deities above were attempting to decipher the Celestial Stele—though the stele had become rootless, lacking the power of the golden age of Tang,

Maybe within a month, the stele’s limitations would be forcibly lifted partially, permitting Venerate level beings entry.

Furthermore, in the foreseeable future,

More powerful deities would be able to gradually enter Chongyang Heaven and Earth.

This is not a good thing.

Zhang Fusheng thought it through clearly, with Tathagata Celestial Position felt within Chongyang Heaven and Earth,

Before obtaining the Tathagata Celestial Position, revealing too much would mean deities entering the realm before acquiring it,

Then if noticed, becoming a focus for deities, would make merging with the Tathagata Celestial Position... tricky.

As Zhang Fusheng’s thoughts turned.

"Ling Mountain Remnant?"

Cui Linglong spoke calmly:

"Even if Ling Mountain Remnants are among us, your compass seems only able to detect generally, not pinpoint specifics, right?"

After a pause, she continued:

"How so, are you intending to capture us all, bind us on the altar for a special Buddhist sacrifice?"

The monk calmly replied:

"Who said the compass cannot identify specifically?"

As the words fell,

He cut open his palm, squeezed out original true blood, dripped it onto the compass,

This special skull-made compass trembled slightly,

The pointer jumped back and forth, finally locking onto a target—

A valiant young man.

Li Xiuyuan.

Ruan Yutu looked stunned, the Yellow Teeth Old Man, Jiang Feiniao surprised, glanced at the young man,

Cui Linglong’s expression changed, stepping forward, stood in front of Li Xiuyuan and coldly said:

"This is my husband, he long withdrew from the Ling Mountain Lineage, when we wed, the ancestor of Qinghe Cui Family personally witnessed."

"Monk, if you withdraw, Qinghe Cui Family owes you and the Mandala Lineage a favor."

She spoke clearly, with a slight hint of nervousness,

The monk entangled with the Six Desires Celestial Maiden furrowed his brows as well, evidently deep in thought, weighing the pros and cons.

He couldn’t be sure whether what this person claiming to be from the Cui Family said was true or false,

But if it were true...

To offend the ancestor of the Qinghe Cui Family for the sake of a Ling Mountain Remnant?

Tsk.

He feared he would be made into a Human Treasure and offered to the ancestor of the Cui Family as a form of atonement!

With this thought,

The monk’s gaze flickered, and he coughed twice:

"Since Donor Cui has said so, then..."

Before he could finish his words, the pointer of the compass, stained with true blood, turned again, pointing at another celestial-like maiden.

To be precise,

It was pointing at the porcelain doll in her arms.

Everyone turned their gaze, their eyes locked onto the porcelain doll with downcast eyes,

The doll seemed startled from its deep thoughts and lifted its head confusedly.

"A little child..."

The monk glanced at the violently trembling compass, a look of astonishment overtaking his face:

"Could it truly possess such profound Buddhahood?"

He squinted his eyes and asked:

"Could it be a Descended Arhat or Bodhisattva from the Ling Mountain Lineage? Donor Cui, don’t tell me this little doll is also from your Cui Family?"

Cui Linglong was stunned, her gaze shifting as she sensed a thread of murderous intent emanating from the monk,

She was a bit dumbfounded too. This adorable porcelain doll, is it a descended Arhat or Bodhisattva from Ling Mountain?

Cui Linglong understood,

An ordinary Ling Mountain Remnant was one thing, but if it truly involved a descended Arhat or Bodhisattva, the Mandala Lineage would never let it go easily.

She fell silent for a moment but eventually shook her head:

"Just a companion, not related to my Cui Family."

The monk’s face immediately broke into a smile, sighing ’good’ three times, which was followed by the Buddhist followers advancing further, a dense killing intent unfolding at that moment!

Jiang Feiniao pursed her lips, glanced at the porcelain doll who looked utterly bewildered and seemed frightened,

She felt very sorry and gently tugged at her teacher’s sleeve.

But the Yellow Teeth Old Man merely shook his head, his gaze looking towards the distant sky.

Over there, a figure was treading through the sky, accompanied by Buddha’s Light and golden lotus, it was clearly a Celestial Human from the Mandala Lineage descending!

Jiang Feiniao couldn’t hold back and spoke through a sound transmission:

"Teacher, he is just a child... I’ve heard, the Mandala Lineage’s methods are very cruel, using living beings as Dharma artifacts."

The Yellow Teeth Old Man looked at her, sighed:

"Can’t help, I came as just a puppet avatar, not my true form. If there truly is a conflict with the Mandala Lineage, this body would also be hunted down."

Jiang Feiniao opened her mouth, remaining silent in the end, watching the Buddhist Vajra descend, stepping on numerous wondrous lotuses,

"What happened?"

The Buddhist Vajra asked coldly, the monk lowered his head, respectfully recounting the causes and effects.

This Mandala Lineage’s Walking Under God raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised,

He glanced at Li Xiuyuan, ultimately said nothing, turning to look at the porcelain doll in the arms of the celestial-like maiden.

"A descended Arhat or Bodhisattva?"

The old man whispered calmly, hands behind his back, walking forward slowly, Cui Linglong and Jiang Feiniao both turned their heads away unwillingly, knowing this crystalline and transparent child was about to meet disaster.

Li Xiuyuan pursed his lips.

"A very cute child."

The elder walked before Ruan Yutu, overlooking this celestial-like maiden, carefully examining Zhang Fusheng,

He nodded slightly, smiling peacefully:

"Could be refined into an excellent Human Treasure... Well, this little girl is quite good too."

The elder then turned his gaze to Ruan Yutu, smiling with a measuring gaze, but frowned — this little girl, why does she look somewhat familiar?

Seems like... he saw her somewhere before?

He squinted slightly, then dismissed it, turning aside to command:

"Bring these two back, both are excellent talents, take care not to harm them."

"Yes."

The monk nodded quickly, reaching out to apprehend them, Li Xiuyuan finally couldn’t hold back, wanting to step forward but was firmly held back by Cui Linglong.

He could only sigh, could only turn his head away.

Yet there was a crisp, childish voice ringing at that moment:

"Look at me."

The few instinctively looked over, looking at the crystalline and transparent porcelain doll,

At that moment, the child lying in the maiden’s arms appeared calm, even emanating a somewhat solemn aura.

The child said softly:

"Look at me."

The elder raised an eyebrow:

"It seems we’ve indeed encountered a formidable descended Bodhisattva..."

Even as he spoke, he couldn’t help but lift his eyes, meeting the gaze of that exquisite porcelain doll.

Li Xiuyuan and the others were completely bewildered, not quite understanding what had just happened.

But the elder saw it.

He saw the porcelain doll sigh softly, lifting its eyelids, steadily meeting his serious gaze, and it was at this very moment.

’Hss!’

Zhang Fusheng’s eyes ignited with the Great Sun Golden Lamp, the celestial old man staring at him was taken aback, wanting to shout but couldn’t move,

He felt as if all his vision was consumed by two Great Sun Golden Lamps, seemingly seeing an ancient Bodhi Tree towering into the skies!

Furthermore, beneath the Bodhi Tree, there seemed to be a Buddhaland shimmering brightly!

This is... Venerate?!

A true Venerate!!

A tremendous fear suddenly enveloped him, and at that moment.

"Compassion, compassion."

The vast Brahma Sound echoed in the elder’s spiritual world, Buddha’s Light illuminating, he was being forcibly transformed, about to take refuge!

Amid the Brahma Sound.

"I am Buddha."

"But not the descending and enduring tribulation Buddha."

"I am the True Buddha."

The vast Brahma Sound was heard only by this celestial being, his ocean of mind was being dyed to a brilliant gold, above his spiritual world, an enormous ’Om’ character was suppressing him, being forcibly taken into refuge!

A great majesty like a prison, Buddha’s Light like an abyss, the vast Bodhi thoughts washing downward.

And so.

In the bewildered eyes of the others, the elder suddenly prostrated in front of the porcelain doll.

He said:

"My Buddha... Compassion!"

Jiang Feiniao rubbed her eyes bewildered, Cui Linglong and Li Xiuyuan were in a daze.

"Ah?"