Secret Buyer

Chapter 534 - 340: Supreme, I’m Here to Make a Request!

A peerless demon monkey, Great Sage Equal to Heaven?

Zhang Fusheng’s forehead broke out in question marks, and his heart stirred as he softly asked:

"Logically speaking, you should have already died long ago."

"How is it that such a Supreme Master as the Great Sage Equal to Heaven has been encountered?"

The Taiping Daoist spoke in a deep voice:

"One must first converse with the elder, within this Taoist Temple, mentioning the Great Sage Equal to Heaven is without concern, but once outside the temple, within this Netherworld, it’s best not to mention the four characters ’Great Sage Equal to Heaven’.

Sima Shi and Zhuge Yuyi were both chewing over this name,

Zhang Fusheng curiously asked:

"What is the reason for this?"

The Taiping Daoist Lord gazed complexly at the seemingly ordinary existence before him, which in reality was something no means could entirely manipulate—

He judged that this mysterious person had an extraordinary origin, definitely a resurrected True Spirit from a bygone era, and terrifyingly powerful at that time!

The reason is very simple.

The capability this person displayed at the level of Great Power was too frightening.

In the prime, was the true form Daluo?

Or is it... even stronger?

The Taiping Daoist Lord immediately discarded the last thought—impossible.

He took a deep breath, calming the chaotic thoughts, and replied:

"The Great Saint, personally shattered the Nine Netherworld, burying countless corpses and grievances of ancient immortals, demons, and deities here."

Pausing briefly, the Taiping Daoist Lord continued:

"Those immortals, demons, and deities personally slain by the Great Saint have no possibility of resurrecting as a True Spirit like you after countless years... They are left with heavily resentful Residual Souls."

"And as the years went by, the resentment of the Residual Souls accumulated to be incredibly dense. Although I’ve reclaimed and suppressed ten thousand Residual Souls over the years, it’s just a drop in the ocean."

As he spoke, he pointed to the tens of thousands of bone bells hanging in the Taoist Temple.

Zhang Fusheng had a sudden realization, is this how the resentment of Earth Deities came about?

The Taiping Daoist Lord continued at this moment:

"Right now, the entire Netherworld is like a powder keg ready to explode, the four words Great Sage Equal to Heaven could very possibly trigger an uprising of the resentful souls."

"And if it spreads, fueling millions, upon millions of resentful Earth Deities and ghost deities to revolt, even the Celestial Venerate Buddha might bleed!"

Zhang Fusheng felt a slight tremor in his heart, so many immortals, demons, and deities are buried in this Netherworld??

An Earth Deity, even the weakest, is a Celestial Human, among them not lacking those at the Venerate level,

And if they are Earth Deities of renowned mountains and mighty cities?

The upper limit is even higher——let’s not mention anything else, the Mountain God of Mount Tai, the Emperor Dongyue, is the transformation of the Cyan Emperor, a true Daluo!

Zhuge Yuyi and Sima Shi on the side listened with trembling hearts and souls,

Deities resentful souls numbering in billions?

The magnitude of this number is somewhat incomprehensible.

The Taoist Temple fell silent, all were digesting this terrifying information, except Zhang Fusheng felt more joy than fear amidst the shock.

Central Pole Sect Leader, Emperor of the Underworld, Master of the Nine Netherworld——

If in control, becoming the ruler of the Netherworld?

Then,

Whether by manipulating these billions of deities’ resentful souls through the body of the Central Pole Sect Leader,

or by passing it to the World Venerate’s Dharma body for Enlightenment, leading them to conversion,

or simply integrating them into his Divine Realm, transforming into nourishment and resources for the self?

The benefits are unimaginably vast!

Zhang Fusheng realized, it seems a broad path has spread before him... This trip to the Capital turned out to be worthwhile!

Just the Netherworld, its importance to him rivals even the Map of Mountains and Rivers!

Thoughts revolve, countless considerations, all dissolve into silence.

Zhang Fusheng steadied his mind, all aspirations must wait until he enthrones the Netherworld.

He then raised his gaze, continuing to stare at the Taiping Daoist Lord, whose cracks on his body were slowly mending, and then asked:

"Then what about your matter of serving the Great Sage Equal to Heaven as the Supreme Master? If I remember correctly, you should’ve died in the late Eastern Han period, right?"

Late Eastern Han period?

Zhuge Yuyi and Sima Shi were a bit confused,

While the Taiping Daoist Lord’s expression turned solemn, speaking in a deep tone:

"Indeed, in that year, I should have died—but also in that year."

"When the Han dynasty was about to collapse, and the world fell into chaos, multitudinous heroes rising."

The Taiping Daoist Lord’s voice fluctuated in tone, raising his head, his eyes blazing like fire:

"On the day I was supposed to die of illness due to the heavens’ backlash and punishment at Julu, the Supreme Master appeared before me."

Zhang Fusheng: ???

If he didn’t remember wrongly, even not considering the mythological timeline, only looking at the history of his past life, the late Eastern Han period, wouldn’t the Monkey Brother still be trapped under Five Finger Mountain?

In real accounting, the Monkey was imprisoned for five hundred years, pushing forward from the Tang Dynasty, it coincides with the Han Dynasty, but definitely not late period.

Thoughts spinning, Zhang Fusheng pursued:

"Was it the Great Sage Equal to Heaven who stormed the Celestial Palace at that time, or the Victorious Fighting Buddha who had become a Buddha?"

Zhuge Yuyi and Sima Shi both perked their ears.

The Taiping Daoist Lord replied softly:

"It was the peerless demon monkey who shed off the Buddha’s robe, self-decapitated from the Victorious Fighting Buddha’s Celestial Position, becoming Great Sage Equal to Heaven once again."

Zhang Fusheng was silent.

It must be the Monkey Brother many years after the westward journey for Buddhist scriptures.

The timeline doesn’t match... Daluo?

He suddenly shivered, Daluo, transcending time, observing history, traversing the ages!

The Monkey Brother proving Daluo seems a matter of course—but it also reveals a peculiar truth!

"The Great Sage Equal to Heaven who wields a staff and eats peaches actually began plotting, making moves, and setting up strategies?"

Zhang Fusheng’s deep voice echoed within the Taoist Temple.

Since it’s the Great Sage Equal to Heaven who became Daluo, deliberately returning to the time before the end of the Han, specifically finding the dying Zhang Jiao to rewrite history—

It indicates the Great Saint was also strategizing and calculating.

As for whom the strategy serves?

And what does the calculation entail?

Zhang Fusheng had no clue.

He simply quietly stared at the Taiping Daoist Lord, awaiting the other’s answer.