Secret Buyer-Chapter 303 - 231: Shift the Blame!

To be precise, I’ve seen this place before. Every time I communicate with the great gods, I catch a glimpse of vague scenery,

it’s this incense burner, this shrine, this Heaven and Earth Tablet!

Indeed.

It must be the Venerable God sensing something and summoning me, bestowing the Dharma Marvel to relieve my predicament!

A faint, unclear voice echoed through the air.

"How is the matter proceeding?"

The old man prostrated, tears streaming down his face:

"Within the Heaven and Earth Chessboard, I’ve gathered 2,700 people’s worth of cause and effect, not far from the ten thousand needed!"

"Once the essence, qi, and spirit of ten thousand people are gathered, I can use them as a foundation to carry your will!"

Suddenly, the old man changed his tone, speaking horror-stricken:

"Venerable God, the person you are seeking is right in front of me, staring at me, having played four games with me... he can manipulate cause and effect!"

The old man prostrated, unable to see the Venerable God,

only hearing the great god’s slight sigh, different from usual, vague, dark, hoarse.

"Ten thousand essence souls, ten thousand cause and effect..."

The old man responded:

"Yes, Venerable God, then you can descend upon them, or command them as your most loyal puppets!"

He continued bitterly:

"But, Venerable God, the man is still in front of me, what should I do?"

"He is indeed in front of you."

A faint sigh sounded, the immense pressure of the Heaven and Earth Tablet suddenly subsided, replaced by a voice—"You may lift your head."

The chess stall old man instinctively raised his head and saw that it was not the great god but a young man sitting upright before the shrine’s meditation mat.

The curling blue smoke surrounded the young man, drifting about.

The bald old man’s mind went blank, a chill rising from his tailbone, spreading across his entire body in an instant!

His face twisted into a smile uglier than crying.

Zhang Fusheng sat on the meditation mat, solemn, surrounded by hidden golden lotus, immortal flowers, auspicious clouds,

when he spoke, his voice was dark and indistinct, yet also like a morning bell, evening drum.

"How many are like you?"

He was certain that the Ancestor of Land Immortals had more than just laid this one piece for Divine Descent, for the chessboard held over two thousand cause and effect,

according to the old man’s efficiency, how long must it have taken to accumulate these two thousand causes and effects?

The chess stall old man let out a bitter laugh, obviously terrified to the extreme, yet at this moment, closed his eyes without speech.

"A most sincere believer, is it?"

Zhang Fusheng shook his head:

"So be it."

The spiritual thoughts, like a smoke sea, surged and crashed towards the chessboard old man, intending to directly search the other’s soul memories!

"Hmm?"

Zhang Fusheng lightly questioned, sensing a heavy obstruction, a divine spirit level restriction in protection.

The methods of the Ancestor of Land Immortals.

He was indifferent, a thought moved, and along the Heaven and Earth Golden Bridge formed through the Contract, he was already seated on the meditation mat of the Eight Sceneries Palace.

Once more.

This time, so-called divine restrictions were easily bypassed by Zhang Fusheng—his divine thought descending from infinite heights,

those restrictions couldn’t intercept at all.

The chess stall old man groaned and whimpered, trying to resist, but he was merely a Grandmaster, yet to ignite even the Spirit Furnace Fire, how could he resist?

In just a moment.

From the day he was born a hundred or so years ago until today.

The small old man’s entire memory had already been thoroughly perceived by Zhang Fusheng.

"A hundred imitation chessboards, eh?"

Zhang Fusheng understood.

Judging from the chess stall old man’s memories,

this fellow was indeed the only one able to directly communicate with the Ancestor of Land Immortals, the most sincere believer,

but there were indeed a hundred imitation chessboards, with the remaining ninety-nine in the hands of not so devout believers,

scattered across various places, quietly conducting Divine Descents through playing chess.

These imitation chessboards possessed tremendous power, the victor indeed receiving benefits ’bestowed’ directly from the chessboard...

Of course, ultimately just imitations, with a limit to the grade of bestowed items.

And if a chess player lost?

They would be bound by a strand of special cause and effect, becoming a ’puppet’ or ’chess ghost’ for the chessboard.

Once the chessboard owner activated it, the puppet would immediately take effect.

"Such a method of Divine Descent is certainly difficult to detect..."

Zhang Fusheng marveled, clicking his tongue, continuing to delve into the old man’s soul memories, discovering the way he communicated with the Ancestor of Land Immortals.

"Turns out, a most sincere believer is itself an altar, a shallow bridge, able to span the chasm between reality and a Different Dimension, directly communicating with the Deity on the other side."

Zhang Fusheng understood, the once kindled intent to kill extinguished.

Thus, this old man couldn’t be killed so easily.

He was useful.

Of great use.

For instance...

A precise starlight flickered in Zhang Fusheng’s eyes as he turned his gaze inward.

After Cui Qingyi’s death, although his plans seemed to have succeeded,

he was still shrouded in a strong sense of crisis.

He wanted to see what it was.

Silently operating the Taiyi Chapter, aided by the meditation mat’s boundless elevated position, starlines appeared in Zhang Fusheng’s eyes,

the lines interweaving into a vast star abyss.

Vaguely, 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

he saw that he, Li Yiyi, and Luo Cheng were all linked by the same strand of cause and effect,

the cause and effect pointing in two directions, one toward the deceased Cui Qingyi, and another indistinct, possibly belonging to an unknown Innate Realm entity.

"But why would an Innate Realm trigger my Spiritual Sense warning?"

"Moreover, why does it also involve the two little ones, Li Yiyi and Luo Cheng?"

Zhang Fusheng couldn’t understand but dared not be careless, pushing the Taiyi Chapter to its limits, catching a glimmer of a scene.

Following the thread of cause and effect,

he glimpsed a white-robed monk, one seated on a meat-lotus platform, and heard snippets of conversation.

Ling Mountain... Living Bodhisattva... Great Black Heaven’s gaze...

"So that’s how it is."

Zhang Fusheng realized, fully grasping the cause and effect.

Cui Qingyi’s casual move was unforeseen; the two Mandala Lineage Innate ones intended to summon Great Black Heaven,

hence his Spiritual Sense’s intense alert.

Now all he could do was avoid Li Yiyi and Luo Cheng to naturally dissolve the crisis, but...

Li Shimin’s great tomb.

Ziwei Emperor’s Robe.

"Am I to confront Great Black Heaven directly?"

Zhang Fusheng shook his head, unable to do so.

He couldn’t.

But one person could.

His gaze moved beyond the Taoist Palace, falling upon the bald old man within the Five Mansions Temple, Zhang Fusheng smiled.

He immediately knew the solution.

"Hand Imbued with Cause and Effect."

Zhang Fusheng attempted to shake this thread of cause and effect involving two Mandala Lineage Innate ones, possibly attracting Great Black Heaven—very difficult.

The cultivation of those two monks matched his own.

To meddle with cause and effect related to beings of the same realm poses significant difficulty, and to face those stronger?

Nearly impossible to shake.

"The Dao of Cause and Effect, while good for teasing weaklings, what about facing beings of the same realm or stronger ones?"

Zhang Fusheng sat on the meditation mat, panting, using all his willpower to forcibly remove the cause and effect from himself, Li Yiyi, and Luo Cheng!

His hand gently fell, brushing over the bald old man, transferring the cause and effect onto him as well.

Thus it was—[Shift the Blame].

"Let Great Black Heaven and the Ancestor of Land Immortals deal with each other!"