Secret Buyer

Chapter 378 - 277: Ancient Saint Sect, the Pope Arrives

(Today, taking a break for one Chapter, the writing is too stuck, apologies, apologies, it will be made up later)

The Sword Furnace collapsed, and millions of Roc Feathers fell like rain, embedding into the ground like Divine Swords.

From afar, the sword edges resembled a forest of steles.

In the eyes of outsiders.

The two sides were merely confronting each other, with clear energy flowing into a river, and in the dimness a sense of battle seemed to be unfolding,

Even the Innate Realm curled up within the Buddha Statue was merely raising an eyebrow to observe.

But in fact.

From the perspective of Kong Zhongshu and Meng Xiaoshi.

Looking around, turning back, the Market was nowhere to be seen, nor the Jingpeng Ship and any trace of the Buddha Country, only a bleak, desolate Buddha Country remained.

A thousand miles across the Buddha Country, Brahma Sound echoed everywhere, and occasionally golden Buddha’s Light lingered over the bleak earth,

And looking up, one could only see an enormous, aged face covering the entire Celestial Vault.

The face of that mysterious elder.

At this moment, he stood within the Buddha Country, yet the Buddha Country was in his palm,

He existed both within and beyond heaven and earth.

"A Buddha Country refined from a real world..." Kong Zhongshu murmured, his lips becoming somewhat dry,

He protected Meng Xiaoshi, the connection between this spiritual avatar and the main body was completely severed by the Buddha Country, now intently staring at the mysterious elder before them.

Zhang Fusheng was also gazing down at them.

He wasn’t staring at the people before him, but at the Buddha Country in his palm, overlooking the outsiders within it.

"Compassion, compassion."

Though he was clearly whispering there, the voice seemed to fall from above the Celestial Vault, echoing in every direction.

"A Buddhist?"

Kong Zhongshu’s expression was extremely serious:

"Are you a Venerable Arhat?"

The elder neither confirmed nor denied, suddenly a brilliant sun-like light appeared behind his head.

He lifted his gaze, speaking calmly:

"Did you come for the destiny event?"

Kong Zhongshu’s expression changed:

"Is there truly a destiny event happening here?"

Zhang Fusheng nodded, briefly saying:

"That Buddhist Temple."

He didn’t intend to confront the Yellow Skin inside the Buddha Statue himself; utilizing the Investigation Bureau’s power was certainly most appropriate.

In fact...

If the Investigation Bureau could truly put enough pressure on the Yellow Skin.

Perhaps he would have the opportunity for a [transaction].

As thoughts raced through his mind, Zhang Fusheng softly spoke:

"That Buddhist Temple is no simple matter; there exist four Venerable level beings as protectors, and your Investigation Bureau only came with one Jingpeng Ship, I’m afraid it’s difficult to handle, isn’t it?"

Kong Zhongshu’s expression hardened:

"Four Venerables?"

Zhang Fusheng nodded slowly, keenly sensing Kong Zhongshu’s mental fluctuations,

Though both were Celestial Humans, both had reached the Five Declines,

Their Position and mental states were vastly different,

Moreover, with the aid of the two Great Sun Golden Lamps in his eyes and the Taiyi Chapter, he could perfectly grasp any slight mental change in Kong Zhongshu.

At this moment,

He clearly sensed that although Kong Zhongshu was surprised by the four Venerables, he wasn’t worried,

And wasn’t truly that afraid of him either.

More concerned, he was with Meng Xiaoshi.

Where did his confidence come from?

Neither the Celestial Human Cultivation nor the Jingpeng Ship was nearly enough.

Then...

Zhang Fusheng suddenly recalled everything he had heard last time through Cause and Effect.

He speculated, speaking lightly:

"Of course, with your surname, accomplishing some special things isn’t difficult; as for the four Venerables, you surely have a way to handle them."

This time, Kong Zhongshu truly changed expression, and Zhang Fusheng sensed a clear mental fluctuation from him,

He was questioning:

"What do you know?"

Zhang Fusheng smiled, tentatively voicing his guess:

"The Kong and Meng families are genuinely Saintly Families..."

He emphasized the words "Saintly Families" with particular weight.

The Kong and Meng families were hard not to associate with certain thoughts.

Especially in such an era, such a world.

Zhang Fusheng asked calmly:

"The two factions of Confucianism have long been in strife, haven’t your two families thought about ending the conflict?"

Meng Xiaoshi’s face showed a look of confusion, what connection did this so-called evil cult of Confucians have with her and her people?

As soon as the thought arose, she saw Uncle Kong’s expression turn exceptionally heavy, once again questioning:

"Who exactly are you?"

Zhang Fusheng immediately understood in his heart. Indeed, it was the Kong and Meng families.

If even the descendants of Wei Zheng, Wu Zetian, and Yuan Tiangang’s line could pass down through time, why wouldn’t Confucius and Mencius?

In Zhang Fusheng’s racing thoughts,

Kong Zhongshu took a deep breath, spoke coldly:

"How did you come to know of all these things?"

The elder held the Buddha Country aloft, speaking calmly:

"I just know."

However, what he didn’t expect happened, Kong Zhongshu actually stopped caring about Meng Xiaoshi’s safety,

and took a step straight forward:

"The secrets of the Kong and Meng families are not for you to pry into, whether you are a current Arhat or a Bodhisattva."

Zhang Fusheng was surprised, realizing he had provoked something bigger, but he was fearless, stepping forward as well, his tongue bursting forth like a heavenly thunder!

"Is the Kong Family still the Kong Family? Even the Supreme Saint Celestial Position is lost to you!"

Meng Xiaoshi’s eyes widened, and Kong Zhongshu once again changed expression, his murderous intent unable to be concealed,

He slit his fingertip, and three hundred sixty Caves appeared behind him, with fingertip-sized blood turning into a blazing sun, inscribed on his forehead.

Zhang Fusheng felt an ominous premonition surge in his heart, even his Spiritual Sense began to intensely warn him, but he didn’t mind, even felt quite at ease.

Since discovering that the Kong and Meng families indeed had something extraordinary about them, he had already prepared to change this part of the past.

Zhang Fusheng had found the greatest use of the Gate of the Past, not as a means of saving a life,