Secret Buyer

In the dust-laden years that should have remained undisturbed, ripples began to spread one after another,

these ripples swept across the frozen oil painting, with each old event swaying in their wake.

Shakyamuni Buddha opened his eyes, and the Future Maitreya Buddha turned his gaze.

Zhang Fusheng was simultaneously gazed upon by the three Supreme Beings, yet his expression remained calm and composed, as the Eastern Emperor had clearly pointed out,

in the dust-laden years, there is no concept of life and death... After all, here it is referred to as ’years of history’,

but in reality, it no longer flows, instead resembling traces left by events that once occurred.

Even for the Supreme Beings, it is difficult to interfere with what has been frozen, unless it is retrieved from the dust.

"Can you still go out?"

A peaceful voice sounded, the ’Great Sun Buddha’ shed his shell, revealing his true form—the Now Buddha.

Shakyamuni Buddha, the supreme on Ling Mountain.

Zhang Fusheng did not reply immediately, instead speaking calmly:

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Shijia has long entered nirvana, how could he appear here? Moreover, before falling into the dust-laden history, you were already acting freely outside."

"It seems... not restricted by Wa Huang’s Stone?"

Shakyamuni Buddha chuckled, golden Buddha sounds swirling around him, "Just like Fellow Daoist Donghuang."

"Eastern Emperor..." Zhang Fusheng looked at the Eastern Emperor, who also briefly walked in the Netherworld with the body of a middle-aged man.

The Eastern Emperor did not hide anything at this time:

"Whether it was my previous Tao form created by a remnant arm, or Fellow Daoist Shijia’s moving body, neither is the true self, nor is their ability complete, thus the imposed restraint is not severe."

"Of course, the main thing is that we had a ’transaction’ with Fellow Daoist Wa."

The deep voice echoed in the dust-laden years, Zhang Fusheng keenly noticed the Future Buddha’s furrowed brows—evidently, he was unaware of it all.

"What transaction?" Zhang Fusheng inquired.

Shakyamuni Buddha pondered for a moment, with a sweep of his palm, celestial light descended, "Naturally it was targeting The Three Pristine Ones, but it didn’t succeed."

Zhang Fusheng was thoughtful:

"Since you all know I have a way to escape, why not try to kill me directly?"

He paused and squinted his eyes:

"Though there may be no concept of life and death in the dust-laden years, for the Supreme Beings, it can’t be entirely without means?"

As he spoke, Zhang Fusheng remained vigilant, ready to dive into the Map of Mountains and Rivers or the Chaos Bell at any time,

facing these three, who are either sealed or not complete,

though having left Wa Huang’s Stone, yet the dust-laden years still serve as a limitation, he truly wasn’t their match,

but self-preservation... wasn’t impossible either.

However.

The Eastern Emperor quietly watched, Shakyamuni Buddha and the Future Maitreya Buddha made no move,

Shakyamuni Buddha sighed:

"The rewards those Three Daoist Friends gained amid the doomsday turmoil were greater than we imagined, and they have become stronger than we thought."

"Or perhaps..."

This supreme from Ling Mountain lifted his eyelids, "Or perhaps, at this moment, The Three Pristine Ones have already reached the level of Tao Fruit, belonging to an ’existence beyond imagination.’

Zhang Fusheng’s pupils slightly contracted.

To this point, he had a general understanding of the Supreme Fruit Position, which is divided into Perfection and Imperfection,

and according to Shakyamuni Buddha, The Three Pristine Ones have surpassed the limits of Perfection??

"What happened?" He asked.

This time, the one who spoke was the Future Maitreya Buddha, "Taoist Friend Taiqing broke into the retreat of other Daoist friends, where sword light rose, and all Daoists were injured, the battle situation is very intense."

After pausing,

the Future Maitreya Buddha continued:

"Taoist Friend Taiqing alone, almost suppressing nearly ten Supreme Beings..."

Zhang Fusheng’s expression changed.

Could The Three Pristine Ones really be this powerful?

A slight heaviness settled in his heart.

Shakyamuni Buddha intoned a Buddha’s Name, his eyes flowed with boundless solemn worlds,

and after ripples of Buddha’s Light spread out, he said:

"In a way, we have already lost; the opportunity for The Three Pristine Ones to achieve the Tao Fruit is in you, but we do not know why it is in you."

"And now, even if Fellow Daoist Fusheng you vanish, for The Three Pristine Ones, it would only significantly delay the time for them to become the Tao Fruit."

"Time is the most useless thing."

Zhang Fusheng quietly listened to the words of the Buddha before him, thoughtful but not agreeing with the Buddha,

if he truly wasn’t that important,

then Taiqing would not start attacking other Supreme Beings once he fell into the dust-laden years... But Zhang Fusheng would certainly not point this out.

He smiled:

"So, do the three of you now see me as perhaps the only hope to overturn The Three Pristine Ones?"

The Eastern Emperor remained quietly observing, while Shakyamuni Buddha and the Future Maitreya Buddha nodded slightly,

the latter spoke warmly:

"So Fellow Daoist Fusheng, why not tell us how you can leave this place? And how you plan to confront The Three Pristine Ones?"

"You wish to make a deal... what do you want to trade?"

The Buddha’s voice surged like waves.

But Zhang Fusheng simply shook his head:

"Better left unsaid."

His gaze was profound, seeming small before the three Supreme Beings, yet sitting at ease.

"As for the contents of the deal..."

Zhang Fusheng pondered for a moment, candidly, "Actually, I have not yet decided, after all, in my original plan, you three wouldn’t coexist with me peacefully, much less trade with me."

Shakyamuni Buddha suddenly spoke:

"May I take a look at that item?"

Zhang Fusheng still shook his head with a smile:

"Not convenient, the contract is not with me now."

As he spoke, he calmly opened the ancestral acupoint on his forehead, revealing only the Celestial Eye given by Yang Jian, with no trace of the contract.