Secret Buyer

Chapter 540 - 341: The Remains of the Central Pole Sect Leader? Why Didn’t I Know About This? (2)

"I wish to seize a chance at life for myself!"

Hearing his words, the ancient lady chuckled softly:

"Do you wish to shed your identity as Buddha Son?"

"Not at all!"

The Buddha Son declared resolutely:

"I wish to reverse descend and take over the body of the Six-armed Great Black Heaven. I want to possess this god!"

He bowed deeply.

The courtyard suddenly fell silent, and the ancient lady was clearly taken aback.

After a moment passed,

the old woman sat up straight from her recliner, her eyes bright and piercing:

"What a great courage, this is almost an impossible task."

The Buddha Son nodded decisively:

"Precisely because of this, if I succeed, you who help seize this chance for me will naturally gain great benefits... isn’t this what the Cult of Interceptions does?"

After a pause, he continued to speak to himself:

"For every fate the Cult of Interceptions alters for a living being, the Pope grows stronger... if my fate is altered, you might step into the realm of a Great Divine Power User."

The ancient lady stared fixedly at the Buddha Son, then suddenly laughed.

With her laughter, the courtyard seemed to encounter spring, with flowers blooming everywhere.

She solemnly presented a dignified appearance and said lightly:

"An interesting little fellow..."

As she spoke,

the ancient lady’s eyes turned deep and profound, as if weaving with countless starlit patterns, and then she spoke with solemnity:

"Soon, there will be great changes in the Netherworld. Perhaps within it, you can find a chance to break through and become a god."

The Netherworld?

The Buddha Son bowed and performed a ritual:

"Thank you, great ancient lady, for your guidance."

The ancient lady nodded, simply saying ’Go now’, and the wind suddenly arose, blowing the two visitors away.

Peace returned to the courtyard.

She looked at the two women standing wearily on the Celestial Secret Pile and suddenly gave a helpless smile:

"Alright, both of you can rest now."

Chen Yuque let out a long breath, collapsing on the ground to catch her breath, while Little Child cheered,

this Celestial Secret Pile is definitely not ordinary, it doesn’t temper Essence, Qi, and Spirit like Pile Skill, it refines the fundamental True Spirit, the burden of Cause and Effect, and the destiny decreed by heaven.

Cheering twice, Lin Dongxi suddenly looked toward the old woman:

"Master, is the Netherworld you spoke of earlier, the place where we are to compete for opportunities?"

"Yes."

The ancient lady nodded calmly, her gaze had unknowingly turned fervent.

Her voice suddenly rose and fell, as she spoke:

"Our line of the Cult of Interceptions has been passed down through endless years—truly endless years. The change in the Netherworld is when our Cult of Interceptions will transform..."

After a pause, the ancient lady lowered her eyelids, covering the light in her eyes, and continued:

"Soon, you are all to enter the Netherworld together, to seize the opportunities."

Lin Dongxi couldn’t help but ask:

"What kind of opportunities?"

The ancient lady was silent for a moment before speaking in a long breath:

"The Central Extreme City will open, enter it and become the Lord of Zhongji City, and take control of the Netherworld."

The two women widened their eyes, both pointing at themselves:

"Huh? Us?"

The ancient lady nodded:

"The contest for Central Extreme City, does not depend on cultivation, nor on achievements, only on destiny."

As she spoke, she stood up and looked up at the moon:

"If this attempt succeeds, the accumulation of our cult should be enough, perhaps we can invite a remarkable being."

Chen Yuque was pensive, while Lin Dongxi, like a curious child, asked incessantly:

"What kind of existence?"

The ancient lady smiled and only after a long while did she speak with a sigh:

"He is, from ancient times to now, the second among the Daluo. He is the head of the Taoist Sect, and also the Buddha in the Buddhist Sect."

Buddhist Sect... Buddha?

Lin Dongxi was astonished, seeing her master look upon her with a gentle voice echoing:

"I will not hide it from you."

"Precisely because that one is the Buddhist Sect’s ’Multi-treasured Tathagata’, to invite Him, I needed the matters of the Buddhist Sect, so I took you as a disciple."

"And only then did I agree to the request of the Buddha Son just now."

"Rest assured, it’s not about making you a vessel or such... it’s just that a focal point is needed."

Chen Yuque and Lin Dongxi exchanged glances, still wanting to ask more, but saw that the ancient lady had already lain back on the recliner, picking up a willow twig.

"Rested enough?"

"Continue standing on the Celestial Secret Pile!"

The willow twig swung down, Chen Yuque cried out in surprise, and Little Child wailed ghostly.

The ancient lady, waving the willow twig, was lost in thought, her gaze unfathomably deep.

The Netherworld, Central Extreme City...

Legend speaks of the dwelling place of the Master of the Nine Netherworld!

If it could truly be claimed...

She licked her dry lips.

.........

The Netherworld.

The Taiping Taoist Temple.

The entire temple, seemingly situated upon the earth, yet strangely out of place, with illusory air flowing.

Within the temple.

Zhang Fusheng lowered his eyes, gazing at the scattered divination cup fragments on the ground, and then became calm again.

The others inside the Taoist Temple remained bewildered, still clueless about what had happened.

After a moment passed.

The Taiping Daoist Lord watched as this mysterious figure in dark robes and bronze mask stomped the shards of the divination cups into the dirt, and suddenly spoke, his tone completely without a trace of fluctuation:

"So, excluding the Douluo Palace that was kicked out, there remain three Auxiliary Fort towns left by Sun Monkey in the Netherworld, are there? Then who might be the one stationed at the main fort?"

The Taiping Daoist Lord took a deep breath and simply shook his head:

"I don’t know."

Zhang Fusheng calmly pursued the question:

"Not the slightest clue?"

"Not exactly."

The Taiping Daoist Lord raised his head, staring at the dark-robed bronze-masked figure standing steadily,

his figure like a grand iron mountain, blocking the faint light of the pitch-black round sun in the sky, casting a shadow that piled up on him, pressing heavily.

Utterly alarming.

For no apparent reason, utterly alarming, as if just a moment ago, this mysterious existence had accomplished something extraordinary.

All thoughts went silent in this moment,

as the Taiping Daoist Lord solemnly spoke:

"To my knowledge, the one stationed by the higher-ups is likely to reveal themselves in the near future."

"Oh?"

Zhang Fusheng raised an eyebrow:

"Go on, I’m listening."

The Taiping Daoist Lord said nothing, merely extending a hand, pointing toward the distant magnificent fortress city, and then said:

"It is none other."

"It is the Central Extreme City soon to open behind the Nine Netherworld Pass."