Secret Buyer-Chapter 137 - 119: What a Coincidence! (Part 2)

Just that...

She slipped out of her clothes like a cicada shedding its skin, shot like an arrow behind Chen Yuque, and wailed with tears in her eyes:

"Second Sister, you’re a Great Martial Artist of the Twelve Refinements, you have to protect me!!"

Chen Yuque silently looked at her.

The next second.

Lin Dongxi felt herself being lifted by something.

She looked down,

and saw a deep red Qi Blood Palm Seal.

The Qi Blood Palm Seal lifted her up in front of Zhang Fusheng, who was smiling.

"Oh ho."

Lin Dongxi bit her finger, looking innocently:

"Little junior brother, you’ve become a Martial Arts Master huh hahaha...."

She was grabbed down by Zhang Fusheng.

Then came a fierce beating.

The sounds of wailing and howling echoed in the soundproof suite.

......

Twenty minutes later.

With several large bumps on her head, Lin Dongxi shrank pitifully in the corner, gnawing on her somewhat cold fried chicken leg.

"The skin isn’t crispy anymore....."

She looked even more aggrieved.

Zhang Fusheng, without any expression, stared at this Little Child, patiently waiting for her to finish eating.

Only then did he speak softly:

"Third Sister, don’t you plan to explain something?"

Lin Dongxi’s eyelids twitched, and she shrank her neck, cautiously saying:

"I’ve already been beaten, what else do you want? I thought you all got stuck in Jiangzhou...Speaking of which, where’s Senior Brother?"

She asked, pretending to be casual.

Zhang Fusheng did not answer, just kept smilingly staring at Lin Dongxi.

The latter felt uncomfortable under his gaze.

After a long time.

Zhang Fusheng said lightly:

"Senior Brother, he’s gone."

Lin Dongxi swallowed hard, cautiously asking:

"Did you kill him?"

She immediately vowed:

"I absolutely won’t tell, Senior Brother was taken out by the Evil God, has nothing to do with you, little junior brother!"

"It wasn’t me either."

Zhang Fusheng stared at the Little Child, no longer playing around, and said indifferently:

"It was the Mandala Lineage’s [Silent Fury Buddha Son], who skinned him and turned him into a Human Treasure."

Lin Dongxi and Chen Yuque both turned pale.

The former exclaimed:

"Buddha Son?? Such a figure, why would he target Senior Brother??"

Zhang Fusheng calmly said:

"Little Sister, how long do you plan to keep up the act?"

"Or should I say....."

"Living Buddha?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Lin Dongxi truly turned colors, chills erupted from her tailbone, surging throughout her body.

She lowered her head and eyelids.

After a long silence.

When she raised her head again, her face was solemn and benevolent.

"When did you see through the true form of this Buddha?"

The authoritative voice echoed in the suite, with tiny spots of Buddha’s Light illuminating behind the girl’s head, forming a vague and ethereal corona.

As if a True Buddha had descended to the world.

In response,

was a fist the size of a sandbag.

"Ouch!"

Lin Dongxi covered the new large bump on her head, grimacing in pain, exclaiming:

"I confess! I’ll confess everything!"

Zhang Fusheng bared his teeth, hitting her head a few more times until it was covered with dense, Buddha topknot-like bumps, sneering:

"Now you look a bit like a Buddha."

The Little Child was on the verge of tears from the pain, dared not hide anything anymore, and revealed everything that led up to this point.

From Niu Dali drinking her fresh blood, to colluding with the Western Sect, then making false testimonies, and..... the Living Corpse Technique.

After finishing her story.

Chen Yuque was shocked into speechlessness, growing silent as the story progressed.

She quietly glanced at the little junior brother who truly seemed like a deity come to life.

So.....

It really wasn’t the little junior brother.

Chen Yuque’s mind grew complicated once more.

As for Zhang Fusheng.

He slightly raised an eyebrow:

"Living Corpse Technique, what exactly is it?"

Lin Dongxi confessed honestly:

"A method to turn the dead into puppets, learned from memories that flashed through my mind."

She covered her head full of bumps:

"I’m innocent, it was that bastard Niu Dali who forced me to do it, he forced me to practice the Living Corpse, whom did I practice it on, let me count....."

"The Governor of Jiangzhou, a deputy director of the Public Security Headquarters, a captain of the Investigation Bureau’s Vanguard Team...."

Zhang Fusheng listened more and more alarmed:

"Then how did you know the Buddha Son came?"

"Living corpse!"

Lin Dongxi spoke timidly:

"That Buddha Son, first found one of my living corpses, which was the Governor of Jiangzhou, so I naturally knew he came."

Zhang Fusheng thought deeply, not knowing much else, but this event he had witnessed personally.

When he went to negotiate with the Governor, he had already sensed the Buddha Son’s presence outside the villa.

Living Corpse Technique.....

He continued probing, then shook his head, the difficulty of cultivating this technique was unusually high, or else Niu Dali would have learned it himself long ago,

specifically trading for this technique?

Seemed unnecessary too.

The loopholes were big enough not to mention, the main issue being, with the Contract in hand..... no need.

Controlling the dead and controlling the living are worlds apart.

"Living Buddha....."

Zhang Fusheng looked at Little Child with great interest, who was chilly all over:

"I really regret it!"

She murmured:

"I had no idea the chaos in Jiangzhou would turn out like this, originally I thought the Buddha Son would kill that bastard Niu Dali and clear your name for you.....I didn’t dare confront him head-on!"

"He really might have eaten me!"

Talking about this, Lin Dongxi felt heartbroken:

"That bastard really treated me like a buffet, for half a year, a whole half year, daily eating two bites of my flesh, drinking two sips of my blood!"

She spoke cowardly:

"Moreover, we must unite externally for now, we mustn’t have internal strife!"

"Unite externally?"

Zhang Fusheng took interest:

"What do you mean?"

"Chongyang City, the ancestral veins of the sect." Lin Dongxi briefly described their master’s predicament on that side.

Zhang Fusheng furrowed his brows:

"Is it true that Granduncle, Second Uncle are both Grandmasters?"

"Yes, originally the master was almost there too, but he was plotted against by the Granduncle, infected by the Western Sect’s Flesh Plague, leading to his decline."

"Otherwise, he wouldn’t have retired in Jiangzhou City."

Zhang Fusheng’s expression grew heavy, two Grandmasters as enemies, and their backing is the Western Sect.

As for himself?

Hu Zhongli can’t be said to be totally controlled yet, and can’t be easily used, if made to directly help ’Zhang Fusheng’,

then his exposure risk would significantly increase.

It must be used discreetly, cleverly.

But Chongyang City is a place he must visit, there’s the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron, though he’s not eager to retrieve it, Miss Mingyue is still eyeing it.....

Zhang Fusheng began to feel a headache coming on.

Federation, Golden Province, Investigation Bureau, various evil cults, Ancestor of Land Immortals.....

Everything seemed to come at him all at once, as if some grand force was pushing him towards a vortex, breaking free from one entanglement, only to plunge into another.

"Too slow."

"In almost a month’s time, I’ve only reached the level of a Martial Arts Master—too slow!"

Zhang Fusheng gently stroked his little sister’s bumpy head, his gaze growing deeper.

"Regarding the Great Medicine, it can be collected in large quantities through Hu Zhongli, but it must reach my hands in a way that won’t trace back to me."

His spiritual realm had already reached the Perfection level, even if only at Initial Perfection, it was enough to elevate him into a [Grandmaster] the moment he stepped into the Grandmaster level.

Grandmaster and Master are on the same tier in a certain sense, the sole difference being the Spiritual Domain.

One is truly Perfection, True Divine Realm, while the other is Minor Perfection, Illusory Divine Realm.

He whispered to himself.

"Perhaps, it’s time to squeeze a bit more out of my lovely, without-defect Subordinate Souls..."

Everything belonging to the Subordinate Souls, belonged to him.

Though they no longer had bodies, their spiritual realms and souls remained unified.

Breaking the Spiritual Limit seemed to demand confronting a Different Dimension—but to break the limit, one simply wouldn’t, right?

Just like unearthing the never-before-seen [Thirteenth Refinement] at the Martial Artist level.

A faint smile appeared on Zhang Fusheng’s face, and he punched down.

"Damn it!"

"Still hitting?!"

The Little Child barely managed to shout before completely passing out.