Secret Buyer-Chapter 114 - 105: Welcome to My World (1/4)

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The Eight Sceneries Palace stood majestic and solemn, exuding an endless, vast charm.

Zhang Fusheng lay at the door crack, and at this moment, he had only one thought in his mind.

Bright.

So bright!

He felt his eyes were about to be blinded.

Under the high-dimensional perspective, Old Ghost Chai and the One-eyed Black Eye were no different from usual, if one had to say there was a difference,

it was that there was a hint of Spiritual Light in each of Old Ghost Chai’s five organs, while Black Eye only had it flickering in the heart and spleen—perhaps this was the great secret of the five organs they had discovered.

What truly startled Zhang Fusheng was Miss Ming Yue.

In this unique perspective, every inch of Miss Ming Yue’s skin, flesh, and bone was incomparably clear,

the skin contained a rich jade color, and beneath that, whether flesh or bones, were emitting dazzling light, the five organs were like a bright moon, and her brow!

At that vermillion dot, at this Ancestral Acupoint on her forehead, it looked just like a blazing sun high in the sky,

shining upon the four seas, five lakes, six continents, and eight directions!

"What are those.....?"

Zhang Fusheng muttered softly to himself, his gaze moving from the sun-like spot between the brows, landing on Miss Ming Yue’s exquisite heart.

Under sustained observation,

that bright moon-like heart became clearer, Zhang Fusheng saw the heart blooming into fertile soil, and within the soil...

was a doll planted?

No, not a doll, it was a fruit shaped like an infant.

"Hmm?"

"A ginseng fruit?"

Is it a special constitution?

No, no, when observing Chen Nuanyu’s heart earlier, it didn’t transform into fertile soil,

this fertile soil doesn’t exist within the heart, it’s more like, more like the True Manifestation of the Divine Realm!

This seems.....

like cultivation?

"Planting a ginseng fruit, in the Divine Realm, then reflecting it in the heart?"

"No wonder she says she’s lived for countless millennia..."

"Planting medicine, is this a practice of the Fifth Realm, Sixth Realm, or even higher?"

Zhang Fusheng’s expression slightly tightened. That ginseng fruit looked extremely ’fresh and tender’, where did Miss Ming Yue obtain such a Supreme Treasure?

The real Ginseng Fruit Tree in the Five Mansions Temple all contained thunderstrike patterns, unable to bear fruit!

"No, under the high-dimensional perspective, why does Miss Ming Yue look flat?"

"It’s like..."

"a painting?"

Pondering for a moment, Zhang Fusheng’s mind turned, at that moment he had already left the house, the door slammed shut,

but the high-dimensional perspective covered a good forty meters, allowing him to still glimpse the scenes inside the house!

After he left.

"My Lord." Black Eye knelt on the ground, bowing to the woman whose five organs were like the bright moon and with a brow like the sun:

"Now is the perfect opportunity, with the God of Plague descending, Jiangzhou is isolated, the souls of the deceased won’t be absorbed elsewhere."

He respectfully said:

"Is it time to seize this chance, to kill all remaining living beings in the city, and harvest their complete Three Souls and Seven Spirits?"

Beside him, Old Ghost Chai also nodded in agreement:

"Indeed, my Lord, you’ve said only with live sacrifices and offerings, or complete and flawless souls, can [incense] be provided."

"Thus, wouldn’t you be able to take this city’s flawless True Souls, into the Divine Realm, having them worship and offer continually to you, providing endless [incense]?"

Incense??

Zhang Fusheng’s pupils shrank, in myths of the past life, incense was something demons, monsters, and even Immortals and Buddhas would desire.

He saw that Miss Ming Yue scolded with a shout:

"Snatching souls and extracting incense is something the wicked Outer Path would do and should suffer divine punishment..."

Her voice gradually weakened, as if she thought of something, and finally sighed lightly.

"Let’s not talk about this."

"Moreover, with Niu Dali gone, unable to eliminate the God of Plague, once its will descends and none in the city have complete souls, how should I explain to him?"

Miss Ming Yue spoke calmly:

"Since we temporarily can’t kill someone seated on the Divine Position, and still need to seize the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron, now isn’t the time to expose myself, I am merely a Great Sect."

During that time, Zhang Fusheng was already forty meters away, his perspective forced away from the house.

Zhang Fusheng lay at the door crack, his eyes flickering.

"Incense, complete souls, exposure..."

His mind spun rapidly, but then another thought emerged.

The scene and objects beyond the door crack collapsed into a deep darkness, then instantly filled with colors, this time, it was in the underground river.

It was when Niu Dali, during a Realm Breakthrough as a Martial Arts Master, twisted Qi Blood Smoke into a Taotie Illusion,

through his high-dimensional perspective, Zhang Fusheng could clearly see this time, at the moment the Taotie Illusion burst forth, an indescribable thing flowed from Niu Dali’s Forehead Ancestral Acupoint,

this thing coursed along his blood vessels, flowing throughout the body.

"Blood....."

"Bloodline?"

Zhang Fusheng speculated, continuing to silently watch this segment of the past, afterwards, it was the moment when the Buddha Son grasped the Divine Pestle, calling out to the Great Black Heaven!

The Divine Pestle diffused Immortal Light, reflecting the wrathful aspect of the Bodhisattva Guanyin’s illusion, accompanied by the Divine Pestle piercing into Niu Dali’s skull.

He wasn’t sure if it was an illusion.

Zhang Fusheng noted that the Great Black Heaven’s illusion slightly swayed and quivered.

He stepped away from the door crack.

"What use does incense have? What is Miss Ming Yue truly aiming for by lurking within the Western Sect?"

Sitting cross-legged on the meditation mat, feeling his position fiercely heighten, with a feeling of overlooking all mountains,

Zhang Fusheng silently pondered:

"I can only take one step at a time, if I do manage to bring her the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron, is there a chance I might be silenced?"

He didn’t know, just got up to leave the Eight Sceneries Palace, returning to the Divine Realm.

Second Senior Sister’s soul stood numb on the desolate land, not just her.