Secret Buyer-Chapter 331 - 254: Mandated by Heaven, May Life Forever Prosper (2/4)

Chapter 331: Chapter 254: Mandated by Heaven, May Life Forever Prosper (2/4)

Chang’an Town.

"This town is said to have never broken its lineage, still preserving customs from ancient times."

Meng Xiaoshi softly remarked:

"For example, there, they are setting up a funeral hall. The town believes that after death, one must wail and burn paper money, saying that after death, people will go to another world."

"The expenses of the dead there are the paper money burned by the living... Though absurd, it’s a kind of solace."

Beside her, Zhao Shanhe nodded steadily, standing on the street with the girl, watching the mourning procession in the funeral hall.

He spoke in a low voice:

"Have you found the position?"

Meng Xiaoshi looked straight ahead:

"Rest assured, I’ve already found an excellent anchor point. We just have to wait for Chongyang Heaven and Earth to completely separate from the Golden Province and drift, landing on the World Plateau."

"At that time, we can immediately complete the Great Shift Array and usher in the arrival of the Great One."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Shanhe nodded:

"It’s a good thing we didn’t contact the Investigation Bureau—Old Three and the others didn’t believe the Investigation Bureau was corrupted and recklessly contacted the Investigation Headquarters of Golden Province, and then disappeared."

Meng Xiaoshi was silent for a moment:

"The local Investigation Bureau is unreliable, either infiltrated by those damned cultists or tightly controlled by the local Governor."

She sighed softly:

"However, we’re finally about to get out... How long have we been trapped in the Golden Province?"

"A few months. When we fled, it coincided with the divine descent in Jiangzhou, and the Golden Province was urgently sealed off, which stopped that Cult Celestial Being outside."

Zhao Shanhe smiled wryly:

"The Cult’s Celestial Being is guarding the route of the World Plateau, waiting for us. If we truly can take advantage of Chongyang’s fall to escape successfully this time..."

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes gleaming brightly.

Meng Xiaoshi nodded and said softly:

"This Supreme Treasure is no ordinary thing. Otherwise, the cult wouldn’t send a Celestial Being to hunt it down. If we can deliver it to the capital in time, you and I will have made great contributions."

"Naturally."

Zhao Shanhe smiled:

"Moreover, we can also attempt to usher in the Great One here in this peculiar Chang’an Town. I am adept at the Path of Divination, and the celestial secret tells me there is a great opportunity here."

The two young people from the Federation Investigation Bureau conversed while gazing at the mourning scene in the funeral hall, finding it novel, as it was their first time seeing such a special funeral.

Meng Xiaoshi gazed at the woman crying almost to the point of fainting, turned her head slightly in reluctance:

"While the divine spirits battle, it’s these civilians who suffer. I heard, the deceased was a young man, about our age, and in the end, not even his remains could be found."

At this moment, the mourning in the funeral hall was over, and they were beginning to carry the coffin, preparing to bury the fallen young man outside Chang’an Town.

Zhao Shanhe and Meng Xiaoshi followed, blending into the crowd, trying to remain inconspicuous,

for though the Golden Province was completely isolated, letting no one in or out,

within the province were many Celestial Principle Sect cultists, seeking traces of the two.

"Stay low, keep a low profile." Zhao Shanhe gave a low warning, Meng Xiaoshi nodded, instinctively reaching into her bosom to feel the mysterious treasure.

It was a peculiar seal, with a missing corner, engraved with eight small characters.

’Mandated by heaven, longevity and prosperity everlasting’.

"It’s still there." She said in a low voice, needing to touch the Seal of the Human Emperor every few minutes,

fearing that this treasure, referred to as the Seal of the Human Emperor by those cultists of the Celestial Principle Sect, would be lost.

"No need to worry too much."

Zhao Shanhe spoke softly:

"This Supreme Treasure is extraordinary, seemingly blessing both of us with prosperity—earlier, when the Celestial Being hunted us personally, we avoided them through various fortuitous coincidences..."

Meng Xiaoshi murmured softly, again touching the Seal of the Human Emperor.

Amidst the sound of gongs and drums, the coffin-bearing procession had reached outside Chang’an Town, in the distance, there was a brilliant light illuminating the Celestial Vault,

it was the flesh and blood of the divine spirit piled there, but no one dared to approach—those who did were swept away by the terrifying energy tide.

Meng Xiaoshi suddenly fixed her gaze.

"At the two o’clock direction, I see cultists of the Celestial Principle Sect."

"Don’t panic, stay calm." Zhao Shanhe kept his gaze forward, speaking briefly: "Just follow this coffin-bearing procession and slip by unnoticed."

They walked within the procession, their faces adopting expressions of sorrow, a middle-aged man noticed them, asking despondently:

"You don’t seem to be part of the mourning procession... are you friends of Fusheng?"

"Yes!" Meng Xiaoshi replied, maintaining her composure, nodding mournfully: "Uncle, I’ve known Fusheng for many years..."

Zhang Wentao was momentarily stunned; many years?

He didn’t dwell on it further, not questioning this discrepancy, his heart heavy, he sighed lightly, staring blankly at the coffin being carried.

Martial artists must compete, and in competition, there are losses.

When his son insisted on learning martial arts regardless, he foresaw this scene,

he just never imagined his son’s progress would be so rapid, nor that this day would come so swiftly.

"My condolences to you, uncle." Meng Xiaoshi glanced surreptitiously at the distant cultists, whispering to the middle-aged man:

"Fusheng may be dead, but his soul lives on, perhaps always here, never truly departed."

Zhang Wentao’s lips trembled slightly, saying nothing.

......

Standing on the Divine Chariot, the mysterious being rubbed its nose, feeling a sudden surge of interest.

Who is thinking about me?

He didn’t dwell on it—mainly because he had no time to.

Zhang Fusheng gazed at the smiling golden-armored being before him, a true divine spirit, without any shift passage to intercept,

the pressure it exerted on him was terrifying!

But it was smilingly clasping hands and saluting him.

Enduring the discomfort of facing a divine spirit up close, Zhang Fusheng calmly asked:

"I don’t understand your intention."

He glanced at the shattered girl below, squinting slightly, adding:

"She is my adopted daughter."

Golden Armored Creature: ?

Without hesitation, it sliced open its palm, gently brushing, spilling copious amounts of true divine blood,

which had all been treated and purified by it, embodying mild divine essence, now perfectly infused into Ruan Yutu’s body.

In merely an instant, Ruan Yutu was restored, and this was only the beginning, the abundant divine essence fiercely nourishing her body,

her form began emanating dazzling divine light, being refined into a [Flesh and Blood Divine Body].

In the bamboo forest, Su Qiansuan squinted, murmuring:

"Quite an impressive move..."

Granting a Flesh and Blood Divine Body is not difficult for those in the Third Realm or Fourth Realm of the Divine Path, like the God of Plague, whose true form is a True Monarch of the Third Realm of the Divine Path.

However, for a Venerate of the First Realm of the Divine Path, granting a Flesh and Blood Divine Body comes at a great cost—

After all, a Venerate has just become a Divine Spirit, and they have only recently acquired a Flesh and Blood Divine Body themselves.

"What does this Golden Armored deity want with Junior Brother Zhang?"

Su Qiansuan murmured.

At the same time, in Golden City,

many people were peering out of their windows, secretly looking at the sky, watching a Divine Spirit and another figure standing on the Great Sun Divine Chariot.

The deity clad in golden armor wore a gentle smile:

"May I ask, young friend, could you introduce me to the Central Pole Sect Leader?"

Zhang Fusheng raised an eyebrow, holding the Immortal Bow, staring at the Golden Armored Creature:

"If there’s anything you need, you can convey it through me. Why meet in person?"

The Golden Armored Creature pondered, this crafty little one who could harm a Divine Spirit seemed to have an unusual status with that Central Pole Sect Leader,

and more likely than not was the so-called Ten Thousand Feet Bull Demon, while also receiving favor from a deity known as the World Venerate.

After a moment,

the Golden Armored Creature made up its mind, speaking solemnly:

"I want to know if the Divine Spirits behind you, young friend, are planning to establish a brand-new Human Sect?"

He emphasized the words ’Divine Spirits’, testing the waters.

Zhang Fusheng’s mind raced,

pondering the deeper meaning behind the Golden Armored Creature’s words,

yet his expression remained unchanged, and he quickly responded:

"There is such a matter."

The Golden Armored Creature was invigorated and continued to press on:

"Then may I ask, in this new sect, are there any empty, unoccupied celestial positions?"

Zhang Fusheng’s heart stirred:

"Yes."

The Golden Armored Creature was momentarily stunned, in pleasant surprise, then took a deep breath:

"Perhaps the following matters need to be reported to the Central Pole Sect Leader, young friend."

Zhang Fusheng replied calmly:

"I’m listening."

The attitude of the Golden Armored Creature did not bother him, and he was straightforward:

"If I propel the Federation to classify the deity sect behind you as ’legitimate’..."

"Would I, in turn, be able to become a Patron Deity in your sect, occupying a celestial position?"

Zhang Fusheng understood.

So, it’s about the celestial position?

Beyond the Six Realms of the Human Path is the Divine Spirit Domain, where some deities occupy celestial positions, while others do not have a celestial position,

and the difference between these is apparently vast.

In fact, a celestial position signifies authority, power, and other such things,

each celestial position involves one or more rules.

However, if that’s all there is to it,

it seems the celestial position might be more important to a Divine Spirit than I initially thought.

Weighing his options, Zhang Fusheng pondered for a moment and spoke:

"I will ask the Central Pole Sect Leader."

He then closed his eyes, as if communicating with the deities he worships,

After a while,

Zhang Fusheng opened his eyes and concisely said:

"The Venerable God has spoken, there is a celestial position, but He wants to see your sincerity—Our sect does not need a deity who comes solely for profit."

"After all..."

Zhang Fusheng said in a low voice:

"Even Governor Su has not joined our sect."

The Golden Armored Creature took a deep breath:

"Then let me put it another way, I can guarantee one hundred percent that the sect behind you, young friend, will become a legitimate sect in the Federation, how about that?"

Zhang Fusheng frowned slightly.

He truly did not know what it meant to be a legitimate sect, this was somewhat beyond his understanding.

Nonetheless, seeing the confidence exuded by the Golden Armored Creature, it seemed being a legitimate sect had significant benefits for a sect.

Contemplating this, Zhang Fusheng suddenly spoke in a low voice:

"The Golden Province has the involvement of the many deities behind me."

The Golden Armored Creature’s pupils slightly contracted, falling into silence.

He understood Zhang Fusheng’s implication.

After weighing the pros and cons for a long time,

The Golden Armored Creature’s eyes flickered:

"In the sect behind you, young friend, how many deities actually occupy celestial positions?"

Zhang Fusheng replied without hesitation:

"I can consult the deities and arrange a meeting with you—but not just you, it will also require Brother Su."

He needed to learn from Su Qiansuan what exactly being a legitimate sect entailed.

The Golden Armored Creature’s pupils contracted further.

After a long time,

Divine light flowed from him, and he nodded firmly:

"Okay—but where is Su Qiansuan?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light path came from afar, carrying both the Golden Armored Creature and Zhang Fusheng away.

Golden City was plunged into silence, within the Governor’s Mansion, Ruan Yutu still shone with brilliant light, while the other cabinet elders were drenched in sweat.

Meanwhile,

At the end of the golden light path,

The Golden Armored Creature and Zhang Fusheng stepped down,

arriving once more at a bamboo grove.