Secret Buyer

Chapter 367 - 273: Destiny, Foreknowledge, and High Heaven Reopened

"We’re about to reach the Hangu Pass area. Once we get to that Buddhist Temple, stay with me the whole time, understand?"

"Yes, sir!" Meng Xiaoshi saluted smartly, but was promptly kicked out by Kong Zhongshu, who wasn’t in the best of moods.

He advised one last thing:

"I don’t care about whatever’s going on between you and that Zhao Shanhe kid... But your parents might not agree, so watch your boundaries."

"The difference in status between you two... it’s too great."

Meng Xiaoshi grimaced and jumped out of the meeting room without saying a word, though her expression turned slightly somber.

......

"A Heavenly Destiny event..."

Zhang Fusheng walked out of the Buddhist Temple, gently stroking Red Bull, his gaze deep and contemplative.

Moments ago, he had a sudden impulse to utilize the Dao of Cause and Effect with those two youngsters, Meng Xiaoshi and Zhao Shanhe, to sense and trace back.

He heard many real secrets.

The prophecy of fate, which Red Bull True Monarch had also mentioned, now combined with various observations,

suggests that those bearing a heavenly destiny may be entities left as backup in the old world.

Why are they said to have a heavenly destiny?

Zhang Fusheng didn’t understand and sighed within himself:

"As expected of the Dao of Cause and Effect..."

Simply being within the Buddhist Temple’s range, and due to the special actions that individuals with whom he had cause and effect linked to were going to carry out here, he immediately sensed it.

The Dao of Cause and Effect was extraordinarily powerful and seemed almost bizarre.

If it is already like this now, what if he reaches a stronger level in the future?

If someone merely mentions him, or even thinks about him,

could he sense that and trace back along the causal line in reverse?

Zhang Fusheng squinted his eyes and glanced back at the Buddhist Temple.

When the snipe and the clam struggle, the fisherman benefits.

First, let the Investigation Bureau people test the waters further and uncover more details.

"Is there a place to stay nearby?" Zhang Fusheng asked Third Lian, glancing sideways.

The rough man leading a four-year-old girl nodded:

"There are some wooden buildings in the Market, like ’inns,’ though more accurately ancient ’guesthouses,’ but the fees are very high, costing a Pseudo Soul for a night’s stay... We usually sleep on the ground in the Market."

"Let’s stay at the guesthouse then."

Zhang Fusheng replied calmly:

"The wilderness has a thick fog, it’s both damp and cold."

With someone else offering to pay, Third Lian naturally did not object and agreed with both hands raised.

But before they could head to the guesthouse,

in the distance, within the fog, blurry figures flew over, and the thick fog in the sky began to churn. Moreover, an Aerospace Ship slowly emerged!

"Are they from the Jin City Investigation Bureau?"

Third Lian stared at the Aerospace Ship and then at the figures rushing forward on the ground, his expression changing:

"Those guys from the Pantheon..."

Right at this moment, there was an uproar in the Market. Many passersby and merchants looked up, staring at the Aerospace Ship hovering in the sky,

and more than a dozen figures had arrived.

The one leading them was a burly man covered in twisted tattoos.

"Everyone."

The burly man smiled, clasped his hands, and bowed slightly toward the Market crowd:

"I’m here assisting the Investigation Bureau. Today, I’m only here for a few Buddhist cultists and hope you cooperate."

The Market buzzed slightly, but no one spoke up.

Among those present were individuals at the Grandmaster level, who could easily destroy that Aerospace Ship,

but the symbolic meaning of the Aerospace Ship far outweighed its actual significance.

The Jin City Investigation Bureau is far from the ordinary Investigation Branch in the province; the Director is often a Celestial Human!

"This is bad," Third Lian said in a deep voice. "They’re coming for us."

He reached out to touch the coffin behind him, speaking low:

"I took money from you two, so naturally, I’ll ensure your safety. In a moment, I’ll hold them off while you take my daughter and hide in the temple!"

The old man beside Red Bull asked lightly:

"Will we be safe if we hide in the temple?"

Third Lian nodded heavily:

"Anyone who desecrates the temple will face the united wrath of all of us."

After pausing, he adopted a dignified expression:

"Maitreya above..."

Zhang Fusheng frowned, keenly sensing something was wrong and recalling the incense guests’ extreme devotion to the Buddha Statue in the temple.

Their dedication was even excessive.

Conversion? Reverence?

Is this related to that unique cause and effect? Why was he unaffected when he connected with that cause and effect?

Thoughts swirling, the Aerospace Ship imposed its presence in the sky,

and the dozen or so Pantheon followers swaggered through the Market, charging forward!

"Retreat into the temple!"

Third Lian roared, his own body radiating light, revealing himself to be a Grandmaster, with two Furnace Fires of physical strength and blood hanging behind his head!

"Third! Lian!"

The burly man in the lead shouted:

"I am assisting the Investigation Bureau today, taking you in for investigation. You dare resist?!"

The burly man was evidently also a Grandmaster. The tattoos on his body twisted violently, forming a splendid Dharma Aspect behind him,

but as soon as it formed, Third Lian shattered it with a single punch!

Buddha’s Light shone through the cracks of his fist.

The burly man grunted, blood trickling from his mouth, his expression doubtful:

"Since when have you become so powerful?!"

As he spoke, he abandoned regrouping his Dharma Aspect, utilizing his true strength—his physical body!

Pantheon followers often tattoo themselves with Divine Spirit tattoos, gaining specific ’enhancements’ based on the Divine Spirit inked on them!

"Wolf! Lord!"

The burly man roared, his tattoos revealing a fierce wolf traveling through the clouds in pursuit of stars, shaking the air with a howl that seemed to come from the wilderness,

As he swung his fist at Third Lian, the latter, as if possessing foreknowledge, sidestepped just before the punch landed!

The burly man’s overwhelming punches and kicks, capable of leveling mountains,

were effortlessly dodged and countered by Third Lian!

Watching this, Zhang Fusheng raised an eyebrow, Red Bull seemingly noticing something off too, and widened its eyes the size of bronze bells, watching intently.