Secret Buyer

After a brief contemplation, Zhang Fusheng made a decision in his heart.

The Tao Fruit is too mysterious to be imagined, impossible to comprehend, yet it can be attempted to explore—even though it can never be fully explored.

He tapped the void once again, and time and space continued to collapse toward the point being tapped, as everything was reverting.

It was more than a thousand years ago.

In Jiangzhou City, it was the day he first met the Buddha Son.

Jiang University.

Relying on the lift of eighty-four thousand Tao, Zhang Fusheng sat at an infinite height, gazing down, able to see Zhu Xiaoming in Jiang University, but unable to see himself,

When he was sealed into [Sealed History], all versions of himself in space and time disappeared with it, leaving only faint traces of Tao, maintaining the historical process related to him.

Thus, in Zhang Fusheng’s eyes, Zhu Xiaoming was always joking and laughing with ’air’,

The handsome Buddha Son also appeared with the Withered Woman and at times conversed with the air.

He quietly observed the Buddha Son for a moment,

Zhang Fusheng flicked his finger and said:

"Thunderbolt."

Eighty-four thousand Tao—thunder.

This is one of the few Tao he mastered to the level of Perfection.

Thus.

The pure thunder of the Purple Sky illuminated the entire Golden Province, at that time Su Qiansuan, who was in the Purple Bamboo Forest, was alarmed and looked over,

He only saw the vast pure light, and saw the immense Golden Province... disintegrating.

A single pure thunderbolt destroyed the entire province, killed the Buddha Son—not just the Buddha Son of this moment,

The past, the present, and the future.

Every minute, every second, every instant of the Buddha Son, was annihilated under the pure purple thunder, even if it was his previous life, or the life before that...

Woodsman, scholar, poor farmer, wealthy merchant, high monk of a divine temple, sage of an academy,

No matter which life, no matter what identity, all were obliterated under the pure purple thunder in the river of time!!

The pure thunder of the Purple Sky not only illuminated the Golden Province, but it also lit up half a river of time, even the Supremes in the ultimate land who were fighting turned to look!

It was also at this moment.

Zhang Fusheng once again observed the dilapidated Taoist Temple from Lin Dongxi’s perspective, observing the majestic being who had reached the position of Tao Fruit,

and still saw the face of the Buddha Son, just somewhat blurred.

"So, even if I have slain the Buddha Son in all time and space, he still has the potential to become Tao Fruit?"

Zhang Fusheng spoke to himself:

"Or rather, once the opportunity to prove Tao Fruit is obtained, it is never lost? No, no, the Tao Fruit defies common logic...."

"Thus, for the Tao Fruit, everything that has happened and has yet to happen essentially occurs in the same instant."

"Opportunities are not never lost, but they have always existed, destined since the beginning of time."

Zhang Fusheng exhaled, altered history again, and erased the pure purple thunder.

"At this moment, the Supremes are too occupied elsewhere, it is a good opportunity."

He again traced the flow of time backward, this time over a hundred thousand years, from the present to the ancient times,

even tracing back all the way to before the Great Sage Equal to Heaven shattered Ling Mountain and pierced the Celestial Court, and before that, the westward journey, the Divine Enthronement!

To the beginning of the Divine Enthronement.

Zhang Fusheng descended on the summit of Kunlun Mountain, walked into Jade Void Palace, looked up, and saw the Primordial Celestial Venerable teaching the twelve immortals,

Yet, the twelve immortals actually did not exist either—they were all dragged into sealed ages, at this moment the twelve immortals were merely void imprints and Tao traces maintaining the historical process.

"Fellow Daoist Fusheng, you indeed have great skill."

Primordial Celestial Venerable raised his eyelids and spoke with a smile:

"Eighty-four thousand Tao, surpassing the ancient ones, yet you haven’t even reached Daluo."

Zhang Fusheng bowed, then sat quietly before Primordial Celestial Venerable, and with a thought, eighty-four thousand Tao emerged, crisscrossing into the latitude and longitude on a chessboard.

"Would you like a game?" he asked.

"How could I refuse a fellow Daoist’s invitation?"

Primordial Celestial Venerable nodded, both beings with positions surpassing the ancient ones quietly played a game,

Nobody knows how long the game lasted, only that the immortal peach tree outside Jade Void Palace bore seventy-seven times and forty-nine immortal fruits, making a total of four hundred forty-one fruits.

Zhang Fusheng and Primordial Celestial Venerable shared them.

"I lost." Zhang Fusheng pushed the chessboard and stood up leisurely, Primordial Celestial Venerable kindly asked:

"What on earth brought you here, Fellow Daoist Fusheng?"

Zhang Fusheng smiled but did not answer, instead, he said:

"Fellow Daoist Primordial, you and I have already proved the Tao Fruit."

"Is it so?"

"Indeed."

Leaving Jade Void Palace, Zhang Fusheng went respectively to Eight Sceneries Palace and Biyou Palace, and played a game with Taiqing and Shangqing respectively,

The two Supremes also did not understand what this Fellow Daoist Fusheng intended to do.

They merely accompanied him in finishing a game of chess.

Inside the Eight Sceneries Palace, Zhang Fusheng consumed three gourds of Golden Core; in the Biyou Palace, he also took nineteen green lotus seeds,

and after leaving the three Taoist Palaces, he did not directly return to the present time, but finally visited the Five Mansions Temple of Heaven and Earth.

"Is it not delightful to have friends coming from afar?"

With a sigh of laughter, Qingfeng and Mingyue respectfully welcomed the young Daoist into the Five Mansions Temple,

Zhen Yuanzi rose to greet him, not even having time to put on his shoes.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist."

In the bewildered gaze of Qingfeng and Mingyue in those years, Zhen Yuanzi smiled and saluted the young Daoist:

"I don’t know what brings Fellow Daoist here?"

"Just coming to have a look."

Zhang Fusheng spoke gently, clearly aware that the eyes of the Three Pristine Ones were probably fixed on him—yet he didn’t care.

He would act according to his heart’s desire, like a celestial horse or a hanging antelope, so that the Three Pure Ones could not fathom whether he was scheming or acting at will.

When everything is untraceable, even the lofty Heavenly Will cannot see through it.

After consuming eighteen Ginseng Fruits, he played chess with Zhen Yuanzi from before the Divine Enthronement all the way until the four disciples from the East Great Tang came to visit,

Zhang Fusheng then took his leave:

"I am ashamed to have disturbed Fellow Daoist for so many years."

"Fellow Daoist jests; in this time, this poor Daoist has benefited greatly, benefited greatly indeed...."

Zhen Yuanzi rose, walked him to the door, and Zhang Fusheng, in the guise of a young Daoist, casually picked up several dozen Ginseng Fruits before departing.

Guanghan Palace, Kongtong Mountain, Baiyu Capital...

Besides the Three Pristine Ones, he personally visited every Supreme Divine and Buddha for a game of chess,

then strolled leisurely back under Wa Huang’s Stone of those hundred thousand years under the gaze of the Three Pristine Ones.

In the extreme ground, Taiqing frowned, and the longsword in his hand for the umpteenth time shattered the Celestial Emperor’s head,

He glanced deeply at the river of time, sighing:

"The end is near..."

and again he engaged in battle with the various Supremes.

The ultimate ground trembled, and the resulting shockwaves grew ever closer to the river of time and all the worlds.

Then.

At this moment, at the present node.

’Knock!’

Amidst many surprised glances, the young man sitting between Fuli Celestial Venerable and Fu Li Shizun reached out and gently knocked on the void.

It seemed to truly make a knocking sound.

Then—nothing happened.

In the eyes of the old monk and others, everything remained normal.

Several Venerates in the sky had arrived at this place, their presence mighty, their majesty resplendent.

"By the order of the chairperson."

Amidst the puzzled eyes of Lin Shiyu and Zhang Taishan, ten Venerates like the blazing sun stood on the clouds,

They looked down, their voices like thunder:

"Inviting Zhang Fusheng to a meeting at the Two Realms Mountain."

The booming sound rolled on, with a din of drums and gongs.

The old monk and the little monk exchanged glances, Zhang Taishan looked around in confusion, Lin Shiyu blinked.

The young man, sitting like a third Divine Statue, lifted his head.

Indeed.

The emergence of the Tao Fruit indicated that Wa Huang’s Stone was already full of holes.

The Supremes had already entered the world, unable to retain power, without cultivation reaching the heavens, just a thought not mingled with any grand power—but their restrictions must be even more numerous than mine.

Though Wa Huang’s Stone was battered and porous, it still remained.

I might be powerless, but I can still command 84,000 paths, whereas those Supremes’ thoughts probably cannot mobilize mana or cultivation,

nor authority, the will of heaven and earth, and the 84,000 paths—in other words, even being inferior to myself.

At least in this era, in this time, as long as Wa Huang’s Stone remains, the Supremes entering the world are no match for me.

Zhang Fusheng jumped off the divine platform, brushed the dust from his clothes,

He walked out of the rundown Taoist Temple, looking at the rolling yellow sand, and spoke evenly:

"So it turns out Lady Houtu was the first who couldn’t sit still?"

"Return to convey this, let Houtu come to meet me in the Other Shore World."

Pausing, Zhang Fusheng turned back and looked at the few standing bewildered in place, smiling gently:

"Let’s go, we will go to the Other Shore World together."

Lin Shiyu’s lips trembled as she wanted to speak, but just then she saw the ten Divine Spirits like the scorching sun, as if having received orders, turning away and disappearing into the sky.

The words she was about to say, she swallowed back into her stomach.

All that remained was utter bewilderment.