Secret Buyer

Chapter 380 - 278: A Deal with the Great Divine Power User, Writing the Analects

This time, it was Zhang Fusheng who was stunned in place.

Huh?

He... agreed?

Not only Zhang Fusheng, but even Kong Zhongshu’s face showed a look of confusion.

Silence, silence.

The Buddha Country suddenly fell quiet.

"Are you surprised that I responded?"

The ancestor of the Kong family, the former director of the Investigation Bureau, the current Great Pope of the Confucian Ancient Saint Sect,

now smiled gently and spoke calmly:

"The High Heaven Association is very mysterious. The Research Institute once sought guidance from the Great Perfection Supreme Saint Celestial Position about that High Heaven Celestial Venerate."

"In the end, a Taoist Palace that cannot be remembered, exceeding the limits of thought, was reflected, causing a significant impact."

Zhang Fusheng’s mind whirled, recalling a time when he sat in the Taoist Palace and suddenly felt spied upon.

It was probably that time.

He heard this Great Divine Power User called Kong Shentong continue to speak calmly:

"A mysterious curse with unfathomable means, a mysterious Taoist Palace master who is suspected to possess the Celestial Venerate Fruit Position, and even likely touched the Daluo Fruit Position."

"Isn’t it quite normal for me to want to join?"

This time it was Zhang Fusheng who choked.

It seems...

That’s indeed a reasonable explanation?

Moreover, the crucial point is that, now above the High Heavens, there’s no fear of suppressing a Great Divine Power User,

even the Plague has been cut down, and Miss Mingyue herself is a figure of Great Power level.

Zhang Fusheng suddenly felt something strange in his heart.

It seems...

Maybe I don’t need to change the past after all?

Acting recklessly, did I really manage to accomplish something?

His mind circled endlessly with thoughts.

Zhang Fusheng lifted his head and took a deep breath of fresh air:

"The members above the High Heavens do not know each other’s true identities."

Kong Shentong let out a ’Oh’, and spoke calmly:

"No matter, I will erase this segment of memory from Zhongshu and Little Persimmon."

Kong Zhongshu, behind: ?

Zhang Fusheng squinted:

"Aren’t you going to continue questioning how I learned the secrets of Confucius and Mencius?"

"It must be related to the High Heavens?"

Kong Shentong said flatly:

"You are very confident, not afraid of death, and I believe I may not be able to truly kill you."

"Besides, since you already know the secrets of Confucius and Mencius, the other people above the High Heavens probably know as well."

"Killing you would bring no benefit."

Zhang Fusheng looked up and down at this elder formed of light and shadow, his gaze falling on the scroll in the other’s hands.

On the cover of the book were two words.

[The Analects].

But apparently, this scroll was not complete, judging from the number of pages, it was probably only a small half of the volume.

Zhang Fusheng suddenly raised his head:

"Offering to the Great Celestial Venerate indeed allows one to invite a person to join those above the High Heavens, but offering is the price."

"If I invite you to join those above the High Heavens, what can I gain to compensate for my loss in that part?"

Kong Shentong raised his eyelids, his fingers moved slightly, and Kong Zhongshu behind him fainted,

both his and Meng Xiaoshi’s soul memories were being significantly altered.

Kong Shentong spoke evenly:

"What do you want?"

Zhang Fusheng’s mind elated, resolutely said:

"There is a destiny event happening here, in the temple outside the Buddha Country, I want this destiny event."

"Okay." Kong Shentong nodded calmly: "I have noticed that Buddhist temple, an indistinct Buddha statue, some statues at the Venerate and Celestial Human level."

"I can even help you deal with them."

Zhang Fusheng smiled slightly:

"This can’t be considered a favor, can it?"

The Ancient Saint Sect speaks of benevolence, speaks of filial piety and has a concept of repaying kindness.

Kong Shentong nodded slightly:

"It seems you know my Ancient Saint Sect very well... This is an exchange, naturally not a favor."

"Very well then."

Only then did Zhang Fusheng nod, his tone shifting again:

"Before I ask the Great Celestial Venerate for a seat above the High Heavens, perhaps we can have more ’transactions’."

He gazed at the Pope of the Ancient Saint Sect, observing the other’s reaction:

"For example, the half volume of the Analects in your hand."

Kong Shentong suddenly raised his eyelids:

"You even know about this book?"

His gaze became a bit sharp, The Analects appear ordinary, but actually have earth-shattering origins.

Zhang Fusheng laughed:

"Of course I know, it records the words and deeds of your Kong family ancestors—or rather..."

He squinted:

"It records the words and deeds of the past Great Perfection Master."

A ripple appeared on Kong Shentong’s eternally unchanged face,

Even the secrets of the High Heaven Association and the Confucius and Mencius families leaking did not move him, but now his brows furrowed, his eyes concentrated.

"Go on."

Kong Shentong said ambiguously.

Zhang Fusheng was not bothered by his attitude, among Great Divine Power Users in the Different Dimension, naturally not the apex,

but in the reality of the mundane world, it was a completely different story.

A Great Divine Power User may already stand at the pinnacle.

Such a figure, holding power for too long, unassuming in high places, unconsciously carries some oppression in their words, which is also very normal.

After a moment of hesitation,

Zhang Fusheng simply nodded and said:

"The Analects in your hand is incomplete, but I know the full content of The Analects."

A brilliant light exploded in Kong Shentong’s eyes:

"You come from the old world?"

Zhang Fusheng’s heart was shocked, but his face remained unchanged:

"Not so."

"But the Celestial Venerate comes from the old world, among those above the High Heavens, there are also people from the old world. The Venerable God behind me, also comes from the old world."

Kong Shentong’s expression shifted but quickly returned to calm, unhurriedly said:

"I am more curious about this High Heaven Association."

"Speak."

He gazed at the shabby elder in front of him:

"What should I use to exchange for the full Analects you know?"

Zhang Fusheng fell into contemplation.

For a while.

He took a breath:

"It’s not that I’m raising the price arbitrarily. The Analects indeed relate to the Great Perfection Master. Even if not for your Kong Family, the importance of the Analects is undeniable."

"Therefore, one Analects, three exchanges."

Kong Shentong did not agree directly, gently stroking the half-roll of Analects in his hand:

"Continue."

Zhang Fusheng pondered, tentatively making an exorbitant demand:

"Firstly, I want a technique you once cultivated—a technique cultivated for at least ten thousand years."

"Under the witness of the Celestial Venerate, your ten thousand years of research will be stripped away and handed over to me."

Kong Shentong’s eyes subtly moved:

"Is there truly such capability above High Heaven...? Continue."

Zhang Fusheng felt a bit more assured:

"Secondly, there is a high-level figure within the Investigation Bureau, seemingly the master of the Seventh Division, holding a special seal which is a Supreme Treasure. I want it."

He heard from Meng Xiaoshi and Zhao Shanhe that in the hands of that so-called Seventh Division master, there was a seal very similar to the Human Emperor’s Seal.

Kong Shentong neither confirmed nor denied:

"Continue."

"Lastly." Zhang Fusheng’s tone suddenly deepened: "I will go to Chongyang Heaven and Earth, which fell onto the World Plateau."

"I will make it independent from the Federation, turning it into a High Heaven City, and acknowledge the status of all sects and schools."

"All sects and schools may reside in High Heaven City."

"The third exchange request is that for this endeavor, I need the help of your Kong Family."

Kong Shentong’s gaze subtly shifted:

"High Heaven City? Independence? Coexistence of all sects?"

It seemed to be deep in thought for a long time before nodding:

"It is indeed a very good direction... I agree to the three points you mentioned, but I also have a request."

Zhang Fusheng nodded:

"Please speak."

Kong Shentong calmly said:

"Reserve the position of Deputy City Lord of High Heaven City for one of mine."

Zhang Fusheng was taken aback, observing and assessing this Great Divine Power User, unable to fully grasp its intentions.

For a long time.

He nodded and said:

"It doesn’t matter, since everything has been negotiated, how about I ask the Celestial Venerate for a decree to have a True Man witness the transaction?"

"Good." Kong Shentong nodded.

It gazed at this shabby old man, saw him bowing towards the void,

the next moment,

the void projected a special light and shadow, within the light and shadow was an extremely magnificent scene!

Kong Shentong’s pupils slightly narrowed,

seeing the light and shadow projected was a Profound Yellow Waterfall, seemingly against the current yet frozen,

just by looking at it, the mere illusion, gave a sense of ’insignificance’ at heart,

and at the top of the Profound Yellow Waterfall, there was an unimaginable Taoist Palace, beyond the limit of imagination, beyond the limit of thought!

Visible to the eyes, yet cannot be remembered in the heart.

"Eight Sceneries Palace..."

Kong Shentong murmured, seeing the Taoist Palace door open within the illusion.

Looking up, it only saw a towering, immense figure sitting amidst chaotic fog!

Is it that so-called Great Celestial Venerate?

The shabby old man bowed three times towards the Great Celestial Venerate,

from the top of the Taoist Palace of infinite height, from the top of the Profound Yellow Waterfall, a stream of great mystical music flowed down.

It was—"Granted."

The mystical music stirred up myriad visions.

Kong Shentong saw the shabby old man turn around, unknown when a token had appeared in his hand, handed over.

Upon receiving it, the token was inscribed with the characters for High Heaven, and on the back stood academies, Taoist Temples, and Buddhist Temples.

"Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism..."

Kong Shentong rubbed this piece of High Heaven Order suffused with unique immortal aura, and asked in a low voice:

"Thus, am I considered part of the High Heaven Association?"

Zhang Fusheng calmly nodded:

"Not High Heaven Association, but above High Heaven—the members of High Heaven Association do not have the privilege to meet the Celestial Venerate."

Kong Shentong squinted:

"Who exactly is the Celestial Venerate?"

Zhang Fusheng smiled, didn’t answer, but gestured with an inviting hand.

Chaotic fog flowed out from the void, forming a nebulous elder.

The elder reached out, sketching light and shadow, forming a unique contract.

Zhang Fusheng looked at Kong Shentong, who was curiously sizing up the Chaos Elder, and said:

"As mentioned earlier, one Analects, three exchanges, is that agreeable?"

Kong Shentong nodded:

"Agreeable."

Thus.

The contract was established, the contract came into effect.

Zhang Fusheng pursued his past memories, raised his hand, cut his fingertip, using blood as ink, space as paper, began inscribing characters upon it.

It was the Analects.

Writing the first half of the Analects proceeded smoothly, without any anomalies, but upon writing the latter half, things began to go awry.

With each character inscribed, a miraculous lotus or a gush of Golden Spring naturally emerged in the void,

eventually, auspicious clouds and omens appeared incessantly, the Buddha Country trembled, as if the heavens and earth were celebrating!

"It really is the Analects..." Kong Shentong gazed at the celestial phenomena like a myriad flowers falling from the sky, golden springs welling from the earth, and mentally murmured:

"Indeed, there was no deception involved..."

Time passed.

As he proceeded, Zhang Fusheng found it increasingly challenging to write, and various heavenly omens nearly burst the Buddha Country!

If not for the Buddha Country’s barrier isolating inside from outside, if not for Kong Shentong’s assistance in covering up,

various omens might have already dispersed far and wide into reality by now!

Zhang Fusheng, breath ragged, began sweating, began weakening.

Until the last character was inscribed.

The Analects was complete.

Golden light emitted from the sky, divine omens appeared on the earth, as if the heavens and earth offered great congratulations.

And so, the contract was concluded, yet the transaction was not complete—Kong Shentong still needed to assist in achieving the heavenly mandate and constructing High Heaven City.

Zhang Fusheng remained silent, closing his eyes to quietly perceive something.

He was immersed in Tao and principles.

It was as if he had opened a brand new, never-before-imagined great door.

Yes indeed.

Why can’t I transcribe the Taoist Canon and Buddhist classics from my past life?

Why should I hesitate in delivering scriptures to the people?

Isn’t the Tao Te Ching readily available?

Only—

If I write down the Tao Te Ching, what celestial changes might it cause?

Zhang Fusheng did not know, but he wanted to try.

At this moment.

He opened his eyes, looked up, and overhead, unbeknownst since when, an immense Vast Literary Fortune was already surging like a deep sea.