Secret Buyer-Chapter 193 - 150: Negotiation with the Gods (Part 2)

Chapter 193: Chapter 150: Negotiation with the Gods (Part 2)

While perusing the information of various high-ranking families in Chongyang City, he pondered quietly.

Shen Baobao might also be considered as entering the High Heaven.

Outside the window, the twilight gradually faded and the moon rose.

Zhang Fusheng’s gaze finally lingered on the information about the Chu Family.

According to the information, this Chu Family is truly a commercial giant, owning two large corporations,

with businesses spread across seven major cities and dozens of subordinate cities.

It can be said that apart from Golden City, the Chu Family has a certain influence and business in every place.

But after all, they are just a commercial giant—there is no sufficiently strong presence in the family.

Only one Elder Grandmaster.

"Chu Family..."

Zhang Fusheng pondered quietly, this is a good choice; with the identity of Assistant Commissioner, it would naturally be hard to handle them, 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

but what if the identity of Hong Tianbao’s last disciple, [Zhang Fusheng], is added?

At the master’s banquet at noon, Old Hu’s performance was witnessed by many and must have spread among the upper echelons of Chongyang City.

"Let’s visit the Chu Family first."

"Try to gather enough Life Soul tonight!"

Zhang Fusheng’s gaze was sharp, Grandmaster...

The Grand Realm is truly the realm of the powerful; the eldest senior uncle is a Grandmaster, serving as the second in command of the Chongyang Military Department,

the second senior uncle is also a Grandmaster, stationed in Chongyang, managing the Investigation Branch, and Shen Baobao, as a Grandmaster, is also a dean at Golden University...

Speaking of which, if I remember correctly, Elder Yu is also an honorary vice president at Golden University, right?

Zhang Fusheng rubbed his chin, somewhat amused; if it weren’t for his intervention, Dean Shen would have already eliminated the vice president...

Uh, it feels odd.

He closed the thick documents and called in Lin Changle, who was waiting outside the door.

"Arrange it."

Zhang Fusheng glanced at the time and said calmly:

"In half an hour, we’ll make a trip to the Chu Family; remember to bring an enforcement team."

"Enforcement team..."

Lin Changle paused for a moment:

"Officer, we need a reason to deploy the enforcement team; what do you suggest for a reason?"

"We’ll compensate with a reason later if needed."

Zhang Fusheng waved his hand:

"Forget it, just write two report slips; we’ll decide which one to use when the time comes."

"Alright."

Lin Changle sneaked a glance at the composed Zhang Fusheng, responded honestly, and then asked:

"By the way, Vice Director Zhang, what should be written on the two action reports?"

Zhang Fusheng thought for a moment, then said:

"One is for regular patrols, and the other, just write that the Chu Family is hiding and harboring Cultists; which one to use depends on the Chu Family’s behavior."

’Gulp!’

Lin Changle swallowed and quietly reminded:

"Vice Director Zhang, if it’s for capturing Cultists, we’ll need a collaborative investigation document from the Investigation Bureau..."

Zhang Fusheng waved his hand:

"I’ll have the Investigation Branch send one over later."

Lin Changle’s eyes widened.

This man also has a connection with the Investigation Bureau??

Not daring to delay, she nodded, responded quickly, and hurried out.

The office door closed again.

Zhang Fusheng slowly closed his eyes and sent his thoughts to communicate with the grim skeletons far away.

At this moment.

The grim skeletons had already reached Jiangzhou.

......

Jiangzhou.

A thick blood-red color covered thousands of miles of land, and what was once a prosperous small city had become a true ruin.

Huge blood vessels rose everywhere on the land, leading to the flesh cocoon that hovered in mid-air.

The flesh cocoon suddenly opened its eyes.

In an instant, a diminutive skeleton was abruptly drawn in.

"Strange..."

The Deity gazed at the tiny skeleton, slightly perplexed, a... dead man?

A dead man who walks freely among the living?

It sharply noticed that the skeleton carried a spiritual thought, and just as it was about to tear out that strand of spiritual thought.

The grim skeleton tremblingly presented a letter.

The God of Plague had a thought, and the letter floated up, unfolded, revealing its contents.

[To the Plague Emperor]

[I have long suffered under the Ancestor of Land Immortals, wishing to kill him to relieve my hatred]

[What are your thoughts, Venerable God?]

Only three short lines, not important.

The important thing is the package inside the envelope: a mass of [Flesh Plague].

A mass of Flesh Plague that is intact, certainly not forcibly taken out from a human body.

The faces of Jiangzhou City’s citizens continually emerged on the fleshly body, the heartbeat of the deity echoed across the vast land for thousands of miles,

He gazed faintly at the grim skeleton, suddenly smiled:

"You little daredevil."

The empty eye sockets of the grim skeleton also stared at the deity, the bones rubbed, producing a difficult and dry sound.

"Though I anchor the world at the Five Mansions Temple,

yet I have never established a Blood Shrine or Magic Altar for the Ancestor of Land Immortals, He wishes to seize my body, naturally, I also want Him to fall."

The dry voice echoed, the deity slightly lowered His eyelids, suddenly furious:

"Insignificant ants, dare to scheme against a deity?!"

The roar echoed within the celestial vault of Jiangzhou, the shattered earth trembled,

from afar, the insurmountable Boundary River stirred up furious waves!

The god was angry.

Even if it was just a wisp of spiritual will here, even if separated by an unfathomable distance,

Zhang Fusheng still sensed the might of the god’s anger, subjected to massive spiritual oppression, every cell within his body screamed warnings!

Yet he still held on, not entering the Eight Sceneries Palace.

Once seated in the Eight Sceneries Palace, once seated on the meditation mat.

Then the skeleton would become incomparably lofty.

He manipulated the grim skeleton, enduring the terrifying divine might, spoke with difficulty:

"Then, shall I leave?"

The deity suddenly ceased speaking, coldly gazed at the skeleton, knowing there was nothing He could do about the little fellow — unless He walked out of Jiangzhou’s small world.

However, someone wouldn’t allow Him to leave.

The deity regained calm, spoke faintly:

"Ancestor of Land Immortals..."

"Just someone who occupied a good place to play the role of a landowner’s grown rooster and dog."

"If I were to slaughter him, why would I need the help of ants?"

The grim skeleton was dismissive:

"Although you say so, deep down you know the truth."

Before the deity could erupt in anger, he continued:

"What do you really want? The divine position of the Ancestor of Land Immortals? The Five Mansions Temple? Or..."

"The Tao Scripture inside the Five Mansions Temple?"

The deity’s eyes narrowed.

He stared at the small and humble skeleton, stared at the equally small and humble wisp of spiritual will hidden within.

Suddenly, the god laughed.

"What are you going to do?"

He asked with interest.

The grim skeleton chuckled deeply, leisurely spoke:

"I have no detailed plan for now."

"But....."

"I know where the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron is, and am about to obtain it."

The deity’s eyes suddenly widened.

Seeing this reaction, Zhang Fusheng instantly understood in his heart, although the Western Sect always claimed to use the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron to guide the true body of the God of Plague to descend, however.....

Others wouldn’t know, but Zhang Fusheng knew it very well.

Miss Mingyue initially intended to slay the god.

How could she be calling the true body of the God of Plague? Now it seems, indeed.

He manipulated the grim skeleton, revealing a cold smile:

"It seems, the cultists of the Western Sect haven’t reported this to a great god like you, God of Plague, have they?"

The deity remained silent, but the sky suddenly changed colors, the vast sky of thousands of miles stained with a deep and rich crimson!

The grim skeleton exhaled a breath of Yin Qi, continued:

"Many Western Believers are surrounding me, helping me to obtain the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron — because only I have a chance to obtain it."

"But....."

"Once they get the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron, will they really guide you to descend?"

The grim skeleton whispered:

"Before dealing with the Ancestor of Land Immortals, should we first punish those rebellious believers?"

"I heard, a god can entrust power..."

The deity lifted His eyelids, spoke coldly:

"Little worm, your plea, this god reluctantly accepts."

"Those who defy the god shall suffer heavenly punishment."

The grim skeleton gazed at the proud God of Plague, emitted a dry and piercing sinister laugh:

"Yes, great God of Plague."

The God of Plague solemnly spoke:

"I appoint you as my agent of punishment, why not come in person to be bestowed?"

The grim skeleton remained silent.

The deity snorted coldly:

"Very well."

Rich crimson light descended upon the grim skeleton, a baptism of immense divine material, the grim skeleton was undergoing transformation.

"Praise, God of Plague," the skeleton spoke with chilling coldness.