Secret Buyer-Chapter 289 - 223: Just How Many Deities Stand Behind You?

Chapter 289: Chapter 223: Just How Many Deities Stand Behind You?

"Ahead, that’s Hangu City."

The handsome young man gazed at the majestic city, then turned his head to look at Zhu Xiaoming, who wore a troubled expression.

He smiled along with the withered woman lying on his back, and then asked:

"My Vajra Guardian, what are you thinking about?"

Zhu Xiaoming touched his large, shiny bald head:

"Buddha Son, I’m thinking about Old Zhang, is he still alive?"

"Zhang Fusheng?" 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

The Buddha Son’s expression became slightly solemn, and he sighed lightly:

"I haven’t been paying attention, so I don’t know much. But from the last bit of news, it seems he’s doing well, holding a high position in a superior city called Chongyang."

Zhu Xiaoming seemed a bit lost, Chongyang...

Over the two months he spent by the Buddha Son’s side, he gradually came to understand the matters of the Cultivation Realm,

and even met an old man referred to as Walking Under God, who seemed very powerful — far more powerful than any Martial Arts Master.

After a moment of being lost in thought, Zhu Xiaoming softly asked:

"Buddha Son, didn’t you say that soon there will be an earth-shattering change in Chongyang, accompanied by a celestial opportunity? Why aren’t we going to Chongyang?"

The Buddha Son glanced at him and laughed:

"What, thinking about helping your old friend? You haven’t experienced Empowerment yet, so you can’t help him."

Zhu Xiaoming, with a smile on his face, said:

"But you are here..."

The Buddha Son rolled his eyes:

"Your expectations are too high for me. I’m not even a Grandmaster — it’s not hard to slay a few Grandmasters, but such a great whirlpool is beyond what I can meddle in."

After pausing for a moment, the Buddha Son pointed to the majestic Hangu City and said calmly:

"The Golden Province is about to become chaotic. You will leave with me to my sect’s ancestral land, where you will undergo Divine Spirit Empowerment."

"With your talent, becoming a Vajra overnight is not difficult."

Zhu Xiaoming didn’t understand what Vajra was, he just nodded vaguely and mumbled:

"What about Old Zhang and Lu Yao?"

The Buddha Son gave him a glance:

"You’re sentimental — it’s both good and bad. The world is full of turmoil; if you can’t let go, you won’t attain purity."

"Without purity, how can one become a Buddha?"

"Oh well, I will have the Walking Under God in the sect, along with a few Divine Favor Envoys, look after Zhang Fusheng. Once there’s news, I’ll tell you immediately, how about it?"

Zhu Xiaoming nodded vigorously and saluted:

"Thank you, Buddha Son."

"No need to thank me." The Buddha Son said lightly, "As for Lu Yao, once you succeed in Empowerment, you can lead her over and have her be your Mingfei. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?"

Zhu Xiaoming’s face instantly turned red, and he started fidgeting nervously.

The Buddha Son laughed heartily, leading him forward, his gaze flowing over Hangu City.

If memory serves, the first seat and third seat of the High Heaven are also in this city, waiting to leave the Golden Province once the city opens.

The first seat is favored by the Venerate of the Western Sect, and since the third seat can also leave Chongyang, it seems they’re under the watchful eyes of the deity from the Eastern Sect.

High Heaven...

The Buddha Son led Zhu Xiaoming into the city, chattering along the way:

"Do you still remember the discoloration of heaven and earth twelve days ago?"

"I remember, I remember. Everything turned black and white, like an old TV!"

"Hmm."

The Buddha Son nodded:

"Across thirty-three cities, the world turned black and white, all because a Ten Thousand Feet Bull Demon, embodying the will of a Divine Spirit, drew a bow and shot an arrow."

Zhu Xiaoming’s eyes widened. Ten Thousand Feet Bull Demon?

An arrow causing discoloration across thirty-three cities?

He shrank his neck:

"Unimaginable... I’m more worried about Old Zhang and Lu Yao."

The Buddha Son responded with a soft ’hmm’:

"If it weren’t for that arrow, I wouldn’t be in such a hurry to get to Hangu City, waiting for it to open, as the future of the Golden Province is now unpredictable... hmm?"

He suddenly raised an eyebrow, and along with the withered woman on his back, looked to the side.

He saw a Little Monk, with a tiger-like head, walking into Hangu City while carrying an unclear object covered with a black cloth, panting heavily.

The Little Monk seemed to sense something, glanced over, and met the gaze of the Buddha Son.

With a fierce expression, the Little Monk made a sound:

"Mandala..."

The Buddha Son became interested, squinting his eyes:

"I didn’t expect to meet a Ling Mountain Remnant here, and they don’t seem to be an ordinary one at that."

He didn’t rashly reach out to probe, as the object covered by the black cloth on the Little Monk’s back gave him a very dangerous feeling.

Like facing the Great Black Heaven.

No.

It’s even superior to the Great Black Heaven.

"Could it be a Buddha Statue?" The Buddha Son mused to himself, but what Buddha Statue can give him a stronger sense of oppression and danger than directly facing the Great Black Heaven?

This Little Monk coming here, for what purpose?

Amidst the confusion, the city suddenly became noisy. The Buddha Son, Little Monk, Zhu Xiaoming and others looked towards the sound and saw the sky split open.

The Buddha Son was astonished:

"Why is the Boundary Gate opening now??"

The Boundary Gate, the portal between the province and the World Plateau; across forty-nine provinces, each has only one Boundary Gate connecting to the outside world.

Zhu Xiaoming gazed numbly at the splendid sight of the sky splitting open, seeing the glow of the clouds and mist rolling away,

and saw a colossal ’warship,’ hundreds of times larger than an Aerospace Ship, slowly sail in from that split in the sky.

No.

It’s not a warship!

Zhu Xiaoming rubbed his eyes in confusion, clearly spotting a dead giant beast!

A beast resembling a giant whale from the sea, yet equipped with large wings, its body extending over a hundred miles, each wing like clouds hanging from the sky, stretching dozens of miles,

on a beast of such unimaginable size, there shimmered a metallic sheen, indicative of extensive technological modifications...

"What is that?" Zhu Xiaoming asked dumbfounded.

The Buddha Son’s expression was gravely serious beyond description:

"Jingpeng Ship."

He softly explained:

"A Level 4 Star Beast, transformed into a giant warship after hollowing out the carcass of a Giant Whale Roc, with only dozens of similar ships across the Federation."