Secret Buyer-Chapter 92: Jiang Banquet

Tomorrow, I can finally leave.

The sense of urgency dissipated suddenly, and Zhang Fusheng felt the vast freedom ahead. Once he got away from this quagmire, he would have plenty of time to grow slowly!

Finding the reason why he couldn’t break through to become a Martial Arts Master wasn’t difficult.

Even becoming a Grandmaster—no, his Spirit Realm was already perfected. Once he entered the Grandmaster level, he could become a Great Sect immediately!

By then, Niu Dali?

Just a bunch of nobodies!

"Time, what I need most now is time..."

He pondered for a moment, then called his dad.

"Hey, Dad, to which city will you be transferred?"

There was a brief silence on the other end and Zhang Wentao’s bitter smile came through:

"Did your Uncle Yu tell you?"

"Yeah, didn’t you tell mom yet?"

"Not yet, I’m troubled about how to explain it to your mom..."

After a pause, Zhang Wentao sighed:

"As it stands, I might be transferred to the senior city, [Chongyang], which is relatively the safest. However, our family might still have to live in the Seventh District of Chongyang City."

Zhang Fusheng let out a sound of acknowledgment:

"The Night Watchman, I know..... Can you resign after transferring to Chongyang City?"

"There’s no concept of resigning," Old Zhang said sullenly. "It’s the rule, never mind, why talk about it here."

He switched the subject:

"When are you leaving? I’ll have your Uncle Yu handle the transfer procedures for you. Also, you know you have to stay in the waiting area for three days before entering a senior city, right?"

"I know, Dad. I’ve bought a ticket for tomorrow afternoon to the waiting area, don’t worry."

After a brief conversation, father and son hung up.

"Finally, I can leave....."

Zhang Fusheng exhaled a breath, feeling relaxed in both body and mind, and entered the Divine Net to search for information about becoming a Martial Arts Master. Before long, he found a post.

Opening it, the post generally introduced six major stages of training,

Martial Artists refining their skin, flesh, muscles, and bones, the Martial Arts Masters who excavate the secrets of the five organs, Grandmasters with bodies like furnaces, the Great Sects with spiritual perfection.....

And breaking through the first Spiritual Limit, the Innate Realm with bodies that don’t leak, and the final ’Celestial Human’ level.

The stages from Grandmaster onward were briefly mentioned, with a focus on the Martial Artist and Martial Arts Master levels.

"Martial Arts Masters who excavate the secrets of the five organs, each organ offering different Divine Techniques."

He meticulously read through:

"The Heart Secret, spewing white light, shattering forests and stones, collapsing buildings; the Liver Secret, immune to all poisons, eyes gleaming with divine light, capable of seeing over a hundred miles, can spot people."

"The Spleen Secret, blood and energy permeating the body like a wolf-smoke reaching the sky, if one breaks the limit of True Intent once, it can enable Intention and Qi Integration, combining energy and blood with True Intent, forming [Momentum]... hmm?"

Zhang Fusheng raised a brow, Momentum?

Once he finds the reason he can’t break through to become a Martial Arts Master, the first secret to excavate should be the spleen.

He continued reading about the remaining Lung Secret and Kidney Secret. The former allows breath like a long rainbow, distinguishing countless flavors, capable of killing hundreds or thousands in one go;

The latter can dramatically increase the strength of the entire body and hear the flapping wings of flies from ten miles away...

"No wonder Martial Arts Masters are considered non-human."

With a grave expression, Zhang Fusheng realized that just spewing white light enough to collapse a building was beyond what he could handle.

He continued browsing the post and suddenly froze.

The post mentioned that to become a Martial Arts Master, one needed to excavate the secrets of the five organs with the corresponding Five-Element Medicine for each organ.....

Gan Linliang!

Zhang Fusheng felt a pang of anger in his liver, no wonder he couldn’t break through for over sixty years!

Oh well, the Eighteen-foot True Body in the Thirteen Refinements Realm isn’t a loss!

Zhang Fusheng had a hunch that the benefits of the Eighteen-foot True Body might not just be the terrifying power after being unleashed.

"Why is Eighteen feet the limit?"

He searched for information on the Five-Element Medicine on the Divine Net and soon had a good idea.

Heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys correspond to fire, wood, earth, metal, and water.

To excavate the secret of a particular organ, you need to prepare the corresponding Five-Element Medicine,

The Five-Element Medicine is divided into natural and artificial. Naturally, it’s a real medicine, but artificially...

The human body’s five organs naturally contain great secrets, using the organs of others, you can also excavate your own secrets.

For instance, enough hearts would be a medicine for excavating the Heart Secret.

Zhang Fusheng paused for a moment, searching the Divine Net within Jiangzhou’s network and found a natural medicine for sale which can excavate the Spleen Secret, an Earth-Attribute Medicine,

The seller didn’t want money or Life Souls but asked for one hundred and eight fresh hearts from six-year-old girls, with less than twelve hours since removal.

Zhang Fusheng frowned deeply at the sight of this.

He tried contacting the seller.

Zhang Fusheng (Six Refinements): I have one hundred and eight girl hearts, where do we trade?

Seller (Anonymous): Wait a moment.

A few minutes later.

Seller (Anonymous): Haha, no large-scale deaths of girls in Jiangzhou City, if you want to steal, just say it, idiot!

Zhang Fusheng smirked, not a fool indeed.

The clinic was gone, the Martial Arts Dojo was not an option, as for home?

Uncle Wang was probably grumbling right now, he didn’t want to go back either.

"Chongyang City..... sounds familiar, isn’t it where my master’s master is from?"

......

The next day, July 14th.

After recording information at the Public Security Headquarters, the Level 2 Pass was finally in hand.

It was a small, black card of unknown material, and emitting a crisp sound with a gentle flick.

"Old Zhang!"

Zhu Xiaoming waved his hand waiting outside the Public Security Headquarters, full of envy:

"Level 2 Pass, huh..."

"I’ll see if I can get you one too..... forget it." Zhang Fusheng suddenly thought of that handsome young man and shook his head:

"Be careful, if that guy comes back for you, don’t play around, if he invites you to join his cult, go ahead, it’s probably a good thing."

"Huh?"

Zhu Xiaoming rubbed his bald head:

"That hair fetishist you mean? What’s this about joining any cult?"

"Nothing, just an evil cult."

Zhu Xiaoming widened his eyes, three question marks appearing over his forehead.

"Wait, Old Zhang, you’re joking right? You must be joking???"

"Why would I lie?"

Zhang Fusheng laughed as he hailed a taxi.

"Near Jiang University, Yi Restaurant."

The two of them sat in the back seat, engaging in idle chatter.

"Yi Restaurant is really expensive," Zhu Xiaoming grumbled incessantly. "And there’s no refund. Back when my dad sponsored the Jiang Banquet, he didn’t expect to go bankrupt so quickly either."

He scratched his head while talking:

"Thanks to you, Old Zhang. You didn’t see my dad’s expression yesterday when I brought... Mingzhu, right? Yes, when I brought Mingzhu home, my dad’s expression was something....."

Zhang Fusheng waved it off:

"What’s there to thank for? After lunch, you all, including Lu Yao and the others, go to Dragon Boat City for a month or two."

He had it all arranged, writing down all acquaintances he cared for on a list and gave it to Lu Mingzhu.

He asked her to either persuade or forcibly take them to Dragon Boat City this afternoon.

That’s all he could do.

The Western Sect in Jiangzhou City had as many as four Martial Arts Masters, and according to what Chen Nuanyu from the High Heaven Association said, an Upper Envoy had even come personally.

That was a Grandmaster.

"Old Zhang, you better eat a lot later," Zhu Xiaoming’s thoughts drifted dramatically as always. Even when his family went bankrupt, he wasn’t pessimistic,

So, whether it was the impending unknown turmoil in Jiangzhou City or the cult incident, it hardly affected him.

Zhu Xiaoming counted on his fingers, mourning:

"The abalone at Yi Restaurant, twenty thousand for one, we gotta eat several to get our money’s worth..."

"How much?" Zhang Fusheng was astonished: "Twenty thousand? One?"

The taxi driver’s hands trembled on the steering wheel.

"Yeah!"

Zhu Xiaoming scratched his bald head:

"And it’s not even the most expensive. My dad had a bunch of money back when he prepaid, thinking to build a good rapport with those from our school who made it into Jiang University, he just tossed the money around."

He sighed:

"Luckily, they prepaid, otherwise..... Oh right, Old Zhang, is Chen the Great Genius coming? How are things with her?"

Zhu Xiaoming immediately turned into a gossip face: 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"I was curious before how Chen the Great Genius could take a liking to you, but now I figure it out..."

Annoyed, Zhang Fusheng gave him a slap on his bald head:

"You talk too much, like a woman! We’re just normal friends!"

"Oh sure, normal friends, totally normal friends....."

Amidst the chatter, Yi Restaurant arrived.