Secret Buyer-Chapter 263 - 201: Miracle, Now Is the Time I Attain Innate
His true nature did not permit him to commit such a tremendous evil, nor to slaughter the tens of millions in the land of Exotic Treasures.
Thus.
Zhang Fusheng made an even bolder, more reckless decision!
"Since, as Miss Mingyue said, one day this place might be integrated into my Divine Realm..."
"Since only the living and flawless souls can give rise to ’incense’."
"Why not make them all my followers?"
With this thought.
Thus.
The great sun illuminated the sky, and heaven and earth shook in an extraordinary spectacle.
Like the drizzle of early spring, falling under the bewildered gaze of tens of millions,
The ground trembled, and then in the void, something was emerging!
It was a stone statue. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
Or rather, a divine statue.
A divine statue towering ten thousand ridges high, solemn and majestic, exuding an aura seemingly eternal and indestructible,
Its face was indistinct, standing tall upon the earth, standing under everyone’s gaze.
Wei Lingzhu noticed her master’s face appeared somewhat pale.
Luckily, today’s Zhang Fusheng was not who he used to be,
Otherwise, to contemplate a divine statue ten thousand ridges tall, imbued with immortal thoughts soaked in heaven and earth, and then refine illusion into reality...
The expenditure of such magnitude, in the past, would have drained him alive!
Even now, he was not doing well, exhaustion surging like a tide.
In the deathly silence.
"Who... Who is he?" It was that woman, the woman holding the comatose child, asking softly.
The golden great sun flickered, and the young man seated upon it, celestial-like, spoke gently:
"Central Pole Sect Leader."
"Emperor of the Underworld."
"Nine Netherworlds Sin-Extinguishing Celestial Venerate."
The woman was bewildered, raising her child high, mumbling unconsciously, then staggeringly stepping out of the crowd and kneeling with a thud.
She kowtowed towards the giant divine statue, again and again, each bow using all her strength, drawing bright red blood on the Exotic Soil.
"I beg, Nine Netherworlds Sin-Extinguishing Celestial Venerate, save my child!"
The woman prayed.
Countless eyes turned to the giant divine statue, the statue’s face was indistinct, unclear, yet it seemed the eyes opened.
The young man seated on the golden ancient war chariot spoke calmly:
"Anyone with plagues, illnesses, or diseases, kowtow thirty-six times."
Among the tens of millions, nearly half carried illnesses.
They tentatively knelt, tentatively kowtowing.
After thirty-six kowtows.
The statue, whose eyes were opened, spoke at this moment!
"The suffering of all living beings."
The statue sighed softly, a mighty sound rising:
"Those with plagues or diseases, do you wish them all eliminated?"
It asked, its solemn voice echoing throughout the land of Exotic Treasures, naturally, everyone responded.
In the next instant.
The child who had fainted from a high fever opened their eyes, the elderly in late-stage cancer suddenly felt light, those long plagued by illness stood up...
The myriad diseases on countless people, vanished entirely at this moment!!
Everyone was in an uproar, rushing to bow toward the ten thousand ridges divine statue.
Zhang Fusheng quietly observed all this.
What he had just done was actually to ’purchase’ all the diseases. As for the price he paid?
The contract cooled off in a single breath, reaching full capacity—a hundred years.
Had it not been for a hundred years being the limit...
Then, now.
The statue suddenly spoke:
"Soil."
Under the watchful eyes of countless people, fertile soil appeared out of thin air on some scorched Exotic Soil, covering it!
"Forests."
Flowers, grasses, and trees emerged in the fertile soil.
"Crops."
Accompanied by the statue’s majestic voice, large batches of crops appeared and grew, Zhang Fusheng’s complexion had turned extremely pale.
With each word from the statue, the earth saw the emergence of corresponding things, rivers, mountains, clouds in the sky, rain...
Zhang Fusheng was on the verge of collapse.
Among these things, only ’crops’ were refined illusion into reality by him, while the fertile soil, mountains, rivers, and forests,
were all unearthed by Plague Ghosts outside Golden City, carrying thirty-one Grandmaster-level skeletons...
Zhang Fusheng used Divine Thought as a hub, the Bridge of Helplessness as a transport, using the Divine Realm as a relay, transporting slices of mountains and rivers to descend here.
But to the tens of millions,
it all seemed like the divine statue created them out of thin air!
If this is not divine, what is divine?
Countless people knelt, kneeling to the ground, they kowtowed, they shouted!
"Central Pole Sect Leader! Emperor of the Underworld! Nine Netherworlds Sin-Extinguishing Celestial Venerate!"
It may not be very devout, may not truly give rise to real incense.
But at least, a beginning had formed.
In the midst of the chants, Zhang Fusheng quietly left his spiritual imprint in the land of Exotic Treasures as Miss Ming Yue had described.
He plucked his fingers in the air, tapping out a peculiar rhythm, performing a special Prayer Technique.
"To report, under the command of With the World, Ancestor of Earth Immortals, Mingyue True Monarch Cifa, I request an edict, willing to be a land deity, protecting the peace of one place."
His prayer passed to the stars, to Miss Ming Yue’s ears.
This child of the Ancestor of Earth Immortals solemnly nodded, a vermilion mark on her forehead emitting a faint light.
"Granted."
The conferment was complete.
As a child of the Ancestor of Earth Immortals, Mingyue herself was an Earth Deity, also possessing the qualification to confer lower-tier Earth Deity titles.
Zhang Fusheng’s thoughts gradually connected with the entire land of Exotic Treasures.
He only needed to step into the Celestial Human level, breaking the Great Limit of his Divine Realm for the second time—then he could incorporate this place into the Divine Realm!
Looking at the numerous prostrate figures, Zhang Fusheng’s face revealed a smile.
All things were accomplished.
......
Golden City.
Cui Qingyi knitted her brows tightly:
"Ten cities, ten small worlds, have all disappeared? What does that mean?"
An elder from the Cui Family shook his head:
"The literal meaning, from the Investigation Bureau’s side, now even the Investigation Bureau is in chaos, word is that the Governor is shocked."
After a pause, he continued:
"There are rumors that four deputy directors of the Investigation Bureau rushed over and found ten huge whirlpools that had devoured ten bubble domains, seemingly all leading to an unknown silent place, perhaps related to some evil cult?"
Cui Qingyi thoughtfully touched her chin:
"Should we interfere?"
She squinted slightly, calculating the time, the Old Master should be near the Twin Cities, maybe even facing the strange whirlpool right now.
Another elder from the Cui Family shook his head:
"The commotion is too great, and the situation with the ancestors is worsening day by day, it’s better not to get involved."
After pausing for a while, he continued:
"I say, since it has been decided to first take Chongyang City, then let’s focus on this matter. One Chongyang is far more important than ten subordinate cities combined."
Many members of the Cui family nodded, none of them willing to complicate matters at this moment.
"The chaos in Chongyang is about to cease."
The old patriarch of the Cui family lightly tapped the dragon-headed cane and spoke with a weathered voice:
"First, take Chongyang. According to the information I obtained from the research institute, it is estimated that the dimensional overlap point will open no later than February 9th."
"Before then, have Chongyang fully under control."
He glanced around, and except for Cui Qingyi, the others lowered their heads when meeting his gaze.
"Various sects and schools, I’m afraid they will all have celestial beings descending upon Chongyang by then—take control of Chongyang in advance and set up a great formation."
Everyone responded, and an elder from the Cui family suggested:
"Chongyang is currently under martial law, but I’ve heard that the three-member tribunal is unwilling to step down. Perhaps we should employ some forceful measures."
The old patriarch of the Cui family pondered for a moment, finally making a decisive call:
"The first and second branches, half a month later, when Chongyang has completely stabilized, you will personally make a trip."
The Cui family has three branches, the heads of the first and second are both in the Innate Realm.
"Of course, we will follow father’s instructions." The two elders nodded, bowing to the patriarch.
The old patriarch reminded:
"Be cautious in all matters, various evil cults will not miss this opportunity either, and might send their innate cultivators in advance to control the situation."
"Additionally."
Pausing for a moment, the old patriarch calmly said:
"This matter will still be entrusted to Qingyi, although you two are of higher seniority and cultivation than her, you must listen to her instructions, do you understand?"
All eyes turned to Cui Qingyi, standing quietly in the corner.
After a moment of silence.
The first and second branches both nodded:
"As it should be."
......
Land of Exotic Treasures.
There were trees, there were rivers, and there were crops.
Among the millions of people, there were all kinds of remarkable talents.
The lumberjacks felled trees, the farmers tended to crops, and martial artists ventured into the forest to hunt the beasts that had also fallen from the vortex.
Everything moved from chaos to order.
Among the crowd.
"I don’t understand..." Yu Chengzhong said in confusion, "What exactly is that divine statue about?"
Li Qiuhua shook her head blankly:
"Fusheng... did he believe in an Evil God?"
After a moment of silence, Yu Chengzhong spoke softly:
"But have you ever seen an Evil God who heals the diseases of millions and benefits millions?"
Li Qiuhua fell silent.
The two unconsciously gazed at the Ten Thousand Ridges Divine Statue and the blurry figure on the golden sun.
At this moment.
Zhang Fusheng leaned wearily against the ancient war chariot, speaking sideways:
"Are you very confused?"
Wei Lingzhu nodded slightly, then shook her head gently and said in a small voice:
"I don’t understand these things."
Zhang Fusheng chuckled.
After a moment’s hesitation, Wei Lingzhu asked again:
"Master, are we unable to leave?"
"I can leave, and I can take some people with me—but only a few."
Zhang Fusheng rubbed his brow:
"That’s why I summoned the miracle, otherwise, among the millions of people... most would die within a few days."
Wei Lingzhu listened quietly and nodded seriously:
"Master, your merits are immense."
Thinking for a moment, she added:
"This Nine Netherworlds Sin-Extinguishing Celestial Venerate has immense merits too."
Zhang Fusheng smiled:
"I will take you and your brother out later, but remember, the events here must not be spread."
"Master, I understand." Wei Lingzhu earnestly nodded.
Zhang Fusheng silently nodded, in his heart already making the decision that when leaving, the memories related to Wei Qingshan, the old fisherman,
and even Uncle Yu and Aunt Li, he must take with him.
Not out of distrust, but for safety’s sake.
However, he planned to leave Wei Lingzhu’s memory intact.
If this resulted in information being leaked, he might face troubles, but not major ones,
and likewise, it would give him a clearer view of his main disciple.
If no leaks occurred, all the better.
Fatigue passed over Zhang Fusheng as he sensed Shen Baobao praying to the High Heaven Order,
his thoughts moved, and in his hand appeared star beast meat, which he ate mouthful by mouthful until the hundred-year cooldown of the Contract reset,
only then did he manipulate a True Man to descend upon Shen Baobao, exchanging a series of deals to trade 210 years of spiritual cultivation history,
in return for 300 years of cultivation.
Originally it should have been 300 years of spiritual cultivation, but...
In transactions among High Heaven Association members, fifty percent is handed over.
While transactions above in High Heaven require three-tenths to be handed over—these three-tenths naturally fell into Zhang Fusheng’s pocket.
Thus, the cost of 300 years became 210 years.
"I can try to ignite the fourth lamp of the furnace fire, or even... "
"Prove the Innate."
Zhang Fusheng glanced at a distance, at that strange and obviously altered peach tree.
This soil rich with life force was probably nourished by the peach tree.
Over there, there’s also the South Celestial Gate, the plaque of the Milo Celestial Palace, and a painting drawn by Zhen Yuanzi personally.
Sadly, it can’t be approached—there seems to be great terror.
Not sure whether it comes from the rumored sleeping Celestial Human, or the peculiar peach tree.
He closed his eyes, uniting three hundred years of cultivation with himself.
In an instant, three hundred years passed.
[In the one hundred and seventh year, I finally took the last step, the Heaven and Earth Furnace Fire ignited.]
The fourth lamp of the furnace fire quietly lit, the 360 acupoints around him shimmering.
[In the three hundredth year, I had reached the true limit in the Grand Domain, four lamps of the furnace fire burning vigorously, my whole body like a melting furnace]
[Now, I am just one step away]
[Truly breaking the Spiritual Limit—Ultimate Leap]
On the Golden Ancient War Chariot.
Zhang Fusheng slowly opened his eyes, the four lamps of furnace fire quietly burning in the ancestral acupoint between his brows, the Innate Realm, just one step away.
Then, he can temporarily leave here, and return to Chongyang.
Chongyang—it’s been a long time.
He rose from the Golden Ancient War Chariot, overlooking the vast earth, overlooking those millions of people.
"Now when I prove the Innate."
