Secret Buyer

Chapter 542 - 341: The Remains of the Central Pole Sect Leader? Why Didn’t I Know? (Part 4)

The pitch-black entity suddenly twisted more violently.

The Yellow Teeth Old Man understood—it truly exists.

But, what is it?

The World-Honored One Buddha?

Or that ancient will who submitted and self-proclaimed as the Northern Emperor?

Or perhaps, something else entirely?

He couldn’t figure it out.

As he was about to continue probing,

The Yellow Teeth Old Man saw the pitch-black entity, suppressed and shackled by the array, unexpectedly swirl into a massive vortex,

and after a while, something actually emerged from within the vortex.

That thing shot straight out from the array, landing accurately at the Yellow Teeth Old Man’s feet.

He bent down to pick it up and examined it carefully—it’s a fragment.

A fragment of an unknown entity, still smeared with soil. When he brushed off some of the dirt and sniffed it, the Yellow Teeth Old Man’s expression subtly changed:

"Netherworld soil..."

He exhaled, then looked again at the mass of pitch-black entity, cautiously asking:

"What do you mean?"

The pitch-black entity roiled incessantly, with spiritual will rising and forming words, imprinting on the Yellow Teeth Old Man’s spiritual world.

The Yellow Teeth Old Man let out a muffled grunt; despite being prepared, listening to the words of this pitch-black entity still wounded him,

inner demons grew, the flesh deteriorated, and the soul spirit withered!

It took considerable effort to withstand this terrifying contamination,

The Yellow Teeth Old Man, panting, had the vast sound of the pitch-black entity echoing in his mind, his face showing confusion.

"You want me... to inquire with the Supreme Saint Celestial Position about this object, to reflect this object’s past?"

He raised the fragment in his hand.

The pitch-black entity just quietly rolled.

The Yellow Teeth Old Man licked his lips:

"Very well."

"I have two matters to be addressed in the grand ritual originally, to inquire of the Supreme Saint Celestial Position, and now adding this object makes three."

The Supreme Saint Celestial Position resides in a Different Dimension, with no one seated,

but the Source Point Research Institute has a special technique to communicate with that immense [Great Success Predecessor Supreme Saint Celestial Position] through sacrifice.

Each communication allows for three inquiries, and the Supreme Saint Celestial Position will provide answers.

Any question, any matter, can be answered.

The Yellow Teeth Old Man glanced deeply at the pitch-black life form inside the array, solemnly pocketed the fragment covered in Netherworld soil dust, and turned to leave.

.........

"You’re back."

Around the two-thousand-yard area, hotel.

Ruan Yutu gently lowered her head:

"That elder from the Cui family also returned not long ago; he should have met with that so-called Lord of the Year, but judging by his expression, it seems something unpleasant happened."

Zhang Fusheng, having taken off his dark clothing and bronze mask, responded with a simple sound,

At this moment, Cui Liuduo and others were in their respective rooms, the living room was empty, leaving only Ruan Yutu waiting there.

Zhang Fusheng walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the night scene on this floor, not bustling, not even as much as the midnight of Jiangzhou City,

from afar, appearing calm yet lonely.

He stood there quietly, thoughts swirling and converging, various matters clashing in his mind,

Taiping Daoist Lord, Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Marshal Tianpeng, Central Extreme City, Northern Emperor...

Finally, it was the Divination Cups.

Transformed forcibly into an ’aspect of the Holy Grail’.

At that time in Eight Sceneries Palace, the third cast of the cups resulted in the aspect of the Holy Grail, with a heavenly omen declaring—twelve hours later, the Now Gate shall open.

Twelve hours, equivalent to twenty-four hours.

In other words, tomorrow night after midnight, I can enter that portal, enter into the true Eight Sceneries Palace.

It might not even be just Eight Sceneries Palace.

Perhaps, there’s also Jade Void Palace?

Along with those three supreme-level Supreme Treasures!

Zhang Fusheng’s face showed a smile, carrying a hint of mockery.

Reverence... there is no longer reverence.

Neither for The Three Pristine Ones, nor for other Supremes.

"You seem troubled?"

Ruan Yutu quietly approached.

"It’s nothing."

Zhang Fusheng rubbed his brow, calmly said:

"I just suddenly realized, some lofty existences aren’t really that high, it turns out..."

"They can compromise too."

After a pause, he suddenly turned to glance at Ruan Yutu:

"Would you compromise with ants on the ground?"

Ruan Yutu was taken aback:

"Naturally not."

"Yes, indeed not."

Zhang Fusheng chuckled again:

"Humans only compromise with things similar to themselves—humans do, and so do gods."

Ruan Yutu felt a bit confused, not quite grasping the meaning, just then, with a ’click’ sound, the switch was turned, and the living room lights suddenly brightened.

Cui Liuduo had unknowingly walked out:

"Compromise?"

She looked over at this young man in coarse hemp clothes, and said indifferently:

"People of my Cui Family need not compromise with anyone, even if it’s the past millennium’s ten expectations—what, did you encounter something?"

After a moment of consideration, she maintained her commanding posture, raising her head:

"Though you bear an outside family name, your veins still run with the blood of my Cui Family. If you face difficulties, you should seek aid from the family."

Zhang Fusheng chuckled, assessing this proud young woman, gently thanked her, but said nothing more.

Cui Liuduo raised her eyebrows again, clearly displeased by Zhang Fusheng’s attitude, and was about to sound off when,

the doors of other rooms opened at that moment too.

Cui Wenda, Cui Wending, and that elder all walked out.

"What happened?"

Cui Wending curiously asked, and Zhang Fusheng simply waved his hand calmly:

"Nothing, just feeling a sudden sense of life in the quiet dark night."

Cui Liuduo snorted coldly:

"Feeling life?"

Her demeanor made the elder perspire with worry, fearing that this little ancestor would offend a terrifying entity.

He hurriedly intervened to mediate:

"Alright, alright, it’s late at night.... oh by the way, the selection method has been released."