Secret Buyer

Chapter 614: Chapter 366: Eight Hundred Thousand Years of Bitter Cultivation, Northern Emperor Surrenders (Part 3)

"The Three Pristine Ones wish to use this person to take the ultimate step and achieve the Tao Fruit; the one among the stars seeks to gamble, substituting one for another, and steal the results of the Three Pristine Ones..."

"But this is too risky."

"Eliminating this person directly is the best choice."

"Go ahead, I will have the Queen Mother of the West assist you with all her strength. If you succeed, I will help you take that step and ascend to the Supreme Fruit."

The Northern Emperor’s gaze was intense, full of spirit, as he bowed towards the Giant Stone.

After the bow.

He quietly put away the Giant Stone, standing on the ancient war chariot, the smile on his face gradually fading.

To oppose the Supreme, one must first obey the Supreme.

Yet...

This Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole seemed a bit distracted, Supreme Fruit.

Throughout countless years, countless versions of history,

I was promised the Supreme Fruit over a hundred times by more than eight Supremes in succession,

but the results were not very good.

"I must take a gamble."

"A big gamble."

The Northern Emperor suddenly smiled brightly.

.........

In the past years.

Within the Jade Void Palace.

The door to the Taoist Palace was slowly opened, Guang Chengzi and Yang Jian walked side by side inside, both looking first at the seated middle-aged Daoist,

then at the young man accompanying him.

Who is this?

A sense of doubt arose in Guang Chengzi’s heart—the time was severed by the Jade Emperor,

being at the {current node} a hundred thousand years before Daluo, it was difficult to know the happenings over those hundred thousand years, naturally not recognizing Zhang Fusheng who appears as the Daoist Venerable.

"Greetings, Master."

"Greetings, Grandmaster."

Guang Chengzi and Yang Jian offered their respects, the middle-aged Daoist smiled warmly and asked:

"Why have you two come here?"

"Reporting to Master."

Guang Chengzi cupped his hands and said:

"The Divine Enthronement calamity is about to begin, Nephew Yang Jian is the main target during the calamity, I wish to request Master’s permission for Yang Jian to study the {Taiyi Chapter}."

The sonorous voice echoed within the grand Jade Void Palace,

Zhang Fusheng stood quietly beside the middle-aged Daoist, calmly watching the two who had come to pay their respects.

Guang Chengzi seemed much the same as later, the same appearance,

but Yang Jian was vastly different from that Yang Erlang—Yang Erlang acts recklessly, speaks somewhat like a street ruffian,

but this three-eyed Celestial God merely stands there, his very existence like a dazzling human-shaped sun, his divinity and energy surging like an ocean, reflecting the scenery of all worlds, illuminating the heavens and worlds!

No wonder he’s someone who cultivates the {Eight-Nine Mystical Skills}.

In Zhang Fusheng’s view,

this is how {True Monarch Erlang} should be imagined!

Yet...

Zhang Fusheng squinted, at this moment it’s likely Guang Chengzi does not recognize him,

but what about Yang Jian?

Can Yang Jian, who freely traverses time and space, recognize him?

Zhang Fusheng carefully observed the face of the three-eyed Celestial God, yet could discern nothing from His expression.

Meanwhile,

the middle-aged Daoist gently spoke:

"Yang Jian is not suited for studying the {Taiyi Chapter}, He follows the path of becoming sanctified through the flesh, mastering the Seventy-two Techniques, and learning two of the Thirty-six Great Divine Techniques, is enough."

After a pause, the middle-aged Daoist continued:

"The focus should still be placed on the flesh, once the {Eight-Nine Mystical Skills} cultivation is perfected, obtaining the Pangu Tao Body is not inferior to my {Primordial Scripture}."

Guang Chengzi cupped his hands:

"Yes, Master."

Said he, subconsciously glancing again at the mysterious young man beside Master, as if about to leave with Yang Jian,

the middle-aged Daoist then spoke up:

"First, come and meet Fellow Daoist Fusheng."

Guang Chengzi was taken aback, a chill in his heart, immediately offering respects to the mysterious young man:

"Guang Chengzi, greetings Fellow Daoist Fusheng, Supreme."

A sense of bewilderment arose in his heart, Fusheng... how is it that I’ve never heard of such a divine title?

Who exactly is this?

Yang Jian beside him also respectfully followed suit with the salute,

the middle-aged Daoist smiled, continued:

"From now on, if I am not in the mortal world, not among the heavens and earth, all affairs of the Jade Void shall be governed by Fellow Daoist Fusheng, you Twelve Immortals, along with other disciples, must heed the command of Fellow Daoist Fusheng."

"Understood?"

Guang Chengzi was even more astonished, quickly offering respect:

"Yes, Master."

He again cupped his hands to the mysterious young man, who showed no change in expression, calmly accepted, only giving the middle-aged Daoist a deep look.

Zhang Fusheng did not understand, what exactly is he trying to do?

He is already half a master of the Eight Sceneries Palace,

now, in the Jade Void Palace, he is to become the new master.

Yet, there’s still the Biyou Palace.

Zhang Fusheng felt a faint restlessness, not from joy, his thoughts grew increasingly heavy.

"Speaking of which."

The peaceful voice of the middle-aged Daoist rose:

"Fellow Daoist Fusheng has great achievements in Techniques, Mysteries, and Divine Techniques."

"But the flesh is quite ordinary, since it’s rare to have the chance, why not let Yang Jian assist Fellow Daoist in cultivating the {Eight-Nine Mystical Skills} for once."

"In this way, in the coming days, you can better protect your own path, how about it?"

Zhang Fusheng squinted, offering no indication as he cupped his hands:

"Since Fellow Daoist Primordial has spoken, it naturally can be done, being able to glimpse the path of sanctification through the flesh, I am also pleased."

His words prompted a look of confusion on Guang Chengzi’s face, what’s happening??

A figure that Master calls Fellow Daoist, yet still needs to cultivate the {Eight-Nine Mystical Skills} to strengthen the flesh, to protect one’s Tao?

He was somewhat at a loss, yet saw Master wave, so Guang Chengzi dared not ask more questions, offering one final salute as he took his leave.

"Daoist Friend, please."

After Guang Chengzi left, the middle-aged Daoist smiled and spoke, pointing with a hand:

"To cultivate the {Eight-Nine Mystical Skills}, this place of coexistence between the great sun and the lunar shadow is the best place to begin."

As His words fell, where His hand pointed, a void was opened, with a real solar sun and lunar moon hanging within,