Secret Buyer

Chapter 656: Chapter 382: _2

The crowd gradually became silent,

the mysterious Daoist nodded slightly, and then the place erupted in commotion once more.

The original tournament of the Ten Hopes, which was a contest among the younger generation, now had its restrictions lifted?

If only they had said so earlier!

Zhuge Yuyi took a deep breath, her long hair drifting, and bowed to the mysterious Daoist — others might not know who stood before them,

but she and Sima Shi understood very well!

It was clearly the ’Taiping Daoist Lord’!

Immediately, under the gaze of many eyes, a bright lamp floated into Zhuge Yuyi’s hand, and following the teachings of the Taiping Daoist Lord from that day, she activated this seven stars main lamp!

The lamp shone brightly, and she called out loudly:

"Return, return!"

"Descendant Zhuge Yuyi, humbly request the ancient ancestor, may your soul return!"

The lamp’s light soared into the sky, illuminating all directions, and some of the dormant, watching Daluo True Spirits and other old world True Spirits were somewhat surprised.

"That is......"

In a certain sinister river, the head of the many-treasures Tathagata floated to the surface, musing:

"Tianchou Prime Minister?"

Beside him, Ksitigarbha King Buddha also appeared, nodding gently:

"Indeed, it is him, Tianchou Prime Minister Zhuge Liang, who monopolized three-tenths of the world’s fortune during his life, and became the Tianchou Prime Minister after his death."

Pausing for a moment, Ksitigarbha King Buddha frowned slightly:

"But his cultivation never reached the level of Celestial Venerate or Buddha, how could a soul spirit linger?"

The two Daluo True Spirits were puzzled, as in that catastrophe, nearly all beings below the Celestial Venerate and Buddha were wiped clean,

to retain a trace of True Spirit and to revive in this era, they would at least be close to the level of Daluo Celestial Venerate and Buddha,

so what about Zhuge Liang?

Amidst the confusion,

under many scrutinizing eyes, a wisp of ancient flame ignited from the seven stars main lamp, imprinting deeply on the girl’s brow,

her eyes closed tightly, and when she reopened them, they were filled with the weight of ages.

"Endless Cangtian..."

Zhuge Yuyi’s voice also became ancient, imbued with a strong sense of decay, and she cupped her hands again to the smiling mysterious Daoist,

who, surprisingly, returned the gesture for the first time.

Zhuge Yuyi walked towards the reincarnation pool, stretching her hand into the water, and after a moment, when she looked up again, she had experienced hundreds of lifetimes, a hundred different lives.

"Fellow Daoist Kongming, please proceed?" The mysterious Daoist stepped aside, making a gesture of invitation,

under countless bewildered gazes,

the flame on the girl’s brow peeled away, astonishingly reconstructing into an aged elder, who then led the equally bewildered Zhuge Clan into the Nine Nether Stronghold!

The first trial... they had already passed.

The crowd was in an uproar.

What was happening??

There was much discussion, countless people perplexed and shocked, and in the corner, a seemingly unremarkable young man stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"So that’s how it is."

Zhang Fusheng murmured to himself, having discerned the method involved.

"The seven stars lamp summoned a wisp of Zhuge Liang’s residual spirit, then through a hundred cycles of reincarnation, reconstructed the essence of the residual spirit... so the residual spirit returned to being a True Spirit?"

As he spoke,

he observed the young man named Sima Shi step forward as well, using the same method to summon the residual spirit of the Sima Clan’s ancient ancestor with eagle eyes and wolfish ambition,

and then undergoing a hundred cycles of reincarnation to reshape the true form of the residual spirit — the Sima family had thus entered the Nine Netherland Pass.

This was the second family to pass the trial.

"All this was arranged by the Sun Monkey."

Zhang Fusheng narrowed his eyes but was also somewhat confused. Whether it was the calculating Zhugeliang or the ambitious Sima Yi,

though they were renowned in their respective eras, dominating their times, they were nothing in the face of truly powerful Immortals and Buddhas,

why would the Monkey choose them as his backups, and what instructions did he give these two?

No,

it might not be just Zhugeliang and Sima Yi!

As his thoughts raced,

Zhang Fusheng saw the third family already passing the trial, having undergone a hundred cycles of reincarnation, entering the Nine Nether Stronghold!

It was the family of the Little Dragon Man.

They had also summoned a wisp of their ancient ancestor’s residual spirit, but this spirit...was from the Little White Dragon.

Zhang Fusheng furrowed his brow:

"What is the Sun Monkey really planning?"

He pondered for a moment, but did not rush to break through, opting instead to quietly observe, for this was not the time to stand out,

as the Daluo True Spirits were all secretly watching!

"Even with the Star Beast inside the purple gold gourd, and the nine innate ancestral spirits comparable to Celestial Venerates and Buddhas,"

"I could at most contend with one or two Daluo True Spirits, but those out to kill me here are far more than just one or two."

Zhang Fusheng’s gaze was profoundly deep; he must quietly pass three trials and enter the Central Extreme Imperial City — only then could he act boldly!

Until then, he must remain hidden.

Otherwise...

he gently exhaled a clear breath, lifting his head to gaze at the increasingly oppressive inverted world.

Over at Xuanqing Daoist’s place, the merging of two bodies could not be completed in a short time, and matters might not unfold exactly as he anticipated,

these old world true spirits and the Different Dimension must remain in the Netherworld!

"Watch quietly, watch quietly..." Zhang Fusheng patted his chest as a gentle voice suddenly spoke beside him.

"Are you alone, young man?"

Zhang Fusheng turned to look, the speaker was a young gentleman with jade-like demeanor, dressed in a long robe and holding a folding paper fan:

"I am, and you are?"

Zhang Fusheng politely cupped his hands.

The young gentleman smiled:

"Zhang Family, Zhang Wentian."

Zhang Fusheng raised an eyebrow, the Zhang Family clan?

But why was there no trace of the previous unclear, chaotic cause and effect upon him?

Fascinated, he saw Zhang Wentian add:

"Not the Zhang Family of the Ten Hopes, but the Qingcheng Zhang Family."

"An honor, an honor to meet you." Zhang Fusheng smiled, cupping his hands again thoughtfully; the Qingcheng Zhang Family, he indeed knew this small clan, from Qingcheng Province.