Secret Buyer-Chapter 335 - 258: The Great Prison of the Six Paths of Reincarnation

Chapter 335: Chapter 258: The Great Prison of the Six Paths of Reincarnation

(Alas, I’m late again. I have some matters to attend to tomorrow, I’ll add three thousand words the day after tomorrow.)

"Various sects standing together, establishing a base, High Heaven City?"

Ninth District, Mule Street.

The Walking Under God of the Mandala Lineage sat quietly, listening to the report from the people below.

Only then did he raise his head, looking at the four great monks sitting to the side.

"These matters seem to have been proposed by that Zhang Fusheng, who is also a member of our High Heaven Association."

The old man spoke slowly:

"Naturally, I suspect that many of Chongyang’s high-level members are also part of our High Heaven Association..."

After a pause, the old man turned his gaze to the two great monks on the left, one dressed in white, the other wrapped by six naked women.

He spoke calmly:

"Both of you have had contact with Zhang Fusheng, haven’t you?"

The great monk wearing the Six Women’s Treasure Armor nodded:

"This man carries great terror..."

He narrated once more the incident of Great Black Heaven falling that day, and how Great Black Heaven was injured and a divine battle erupted in a Different Dimension.

The old man nodded thoughtfully, contemplating for a long time before saying:

"This Zhang Fusheng is quite unusual; there must be a rationale for his seemingly absurd actions."

Then he continued:

"Three days from now, at the meeting, we will attend personally. Between you two, who will go to visit Zhang Fusheng?"

"I’ll go."

The great monk stood up, and the six women writhed around him: 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"I was already planning to apologize to him for the incident a month ago, so it’s a good chance to test a bit more..."

After a moment of reflection, he asked:

"Walking Under God, I plan to present my Six Celestial Desire Maidens to him as a gesture of goodwill, what do you think?"

The Walking Under God at a Celestial Human level raised his eyebrows:

"If you are willing, then it’s up to you. These Six Celestial Desire Maidens are bestowed by the Venerable God; be sure that once you lose them, obtaining such Human Treasure again will be difficult."

"I’ve thought it through."

The great monk spoke solemnly:

"This man is favored by the Divine Spirit and has even caused a divine battle, with mystery shrouding him everywhere. I suspect..."

After a pause, he spoke with utmost seriousness:

"I suspect the prophesied era of great conflict has arrived, and he will be one of the destined ones of this great age."

The hall fell into a slight silence.

For a long time.

The old man nodded gently and said:

"Since the decision is made, go ahead and do it. Offering a ’Six Celestial Desire Maidens’ as goodwill seems not to be at a loss."

"Yes, Walking Under God."

The great monk nodded:

"At the meeting in three days, other sects may not realize Zhang Fusheng’s terrifying aspect, and there could be trouble. At that time, should we stand by him?"

"Naturally."

The old man smiled:

"Our sect knows, while theirs do not, which is our greatest advantage."

The great monk bowed and took his leave:

"It seems Zhang Fusheng is heading to Chang’an Town, I shall go and visit him there."

"Hmm, be careful."

The Celestial Human reminded:

"Chang’an Town has significant issues."

"I understand."

......

Outside Chang’an Town.

The funeral has reached its end.

Zhang Wentao gently touched the tombstone, looking at his son’s black and white obituary photo, without shedding a tear, simply standing quietly.

Beside him, Zhou Guifang had cried herself into a state of tears.

The funeral procession had fallen silent, all silently watching the couple’s grief.

Meng Xiaoshi showed a look of compassion, her ability to empathize was strong, and she was one of the few members of the Federation’s Investigation Bureau willing to care for ordinary civilians.

At this moment, she stepped forward to comfort them, even considering the use of ’special rights’ belonging to Investigation Bureau members.

Meng Xiaoshi had done such things many times and without bad consequences, after all, they were just ordinary people.

Zhao Shanhe guessed her intention and did not stop her, merely vigilant towards the approaching Celestial Principle Cultists from afar.

"Auntie, Uncle."

Meng Xiaoshi lowered her voice, softly saying:

"I might be able to let you see your son once more; he indeed went to another world and should be well right now."

Zhang Wentao and Zhou Guifang instinctively looked at her,

only to see the young woman had already pricked her fingertip, moving her finger slightly as if drawing a talisman.

"Please, Six Great Hells."

Meng Xiaoshi was communicating with a place in the Federation’s Six Great Hells, named [Human Path],

which imprisoned all the dead mortals.

She asked for the deceased’s name and birth date, attempting to communicate with Human Path, planning for the deceased’s Soul to enter the couple’s dream at night.

But she failed.

Meng Xiaoshi was somewhat surprised:

"Could not find this person... perhaps he hasn’t died?"

Zhang Wentao and Zhou Guifang were bewildered, unable to understand the girl’s words.

Meng Xiaoshi raised her eyebrows in contemplation for a moment,

using another tracking Technique to try again,

reaching out once more to the Six Great Hells managed by the Investigation Bureau, while chanting the young deceased’s name and birth date, a faint mist began to loom in front of her.

She saw a young man walking on the wilderness of the earth, and a look of joy appeared on her face:

"It is indeed so, Uncle, Auntie, your child hasn’t..."

She hadn’t finished speaking.

Meng Xiaoshi saw the young man walking in the wild suddenly raise his head.

At that moment, they happened to exchange gazes.

Startled, she nearly stumbled, her Technique shattered upon the shock, almost causing her to fall, but was caught by the quick-handed Zhang Wentao.

Old Zhang anxiously asked:

"Girl, what did you say happened to my son just now?"

Meng Xiaoshi was dumbfounded for a moment, assuming it was just a coincidence—after all, being able to sense and manifest from Six Great Hells’ lock is almost impossible.

She shook her head, softly saying:

"Uncle, Auntie, Zhang Fusheng is still alive, he hasn’t died, and seems to be walking towards here....."