Secret Buyer

Chapter 438 - 302: Saint’s Golden Body, The Westward Journey Begins (2)

Kong Shentong glanced at her.

The second seat, Du Mingsheng, spoke:

"I have noticed nothing unusual here. I have left the Golden Province and am on my way to Qinghe City, planning to visit the Qinghe Province."

The third seat, Huang Qiuxian, and the fourth seat, Shi Zhengyuan, both shook their heads, indicating nothing special. The Buddha Son wanted to say something,

but after a covert glance at Kong Shentong, he eventually remained silent and shook his head, suggesting there was no anomaly on his side.

Yuan Feidao also kept his silence, while Shen Baobao nodded and said:

"I am currently in the depths of the starry sky, following the hunting and surveying starship, investigating a substance called the Mysterious Yellow Fragment."

She paused a moment before continuing:

"This substance is said to be integral with the root base. The Source Point Research Institute has made significant discoveries regarding the root base."

"The root base?" Yuan Tiandao curiously asked, "I know it’s the area supporting the entire mother planet. Has anything happened there?"

Shen Baobao shook her head:

"No, it’s the discovery of spiritual writings left by a figure from ancient times during the Old Era within the root base."

After pondering for a moment, she continued:

"This figure from the Old Era, according to the research institute’s surveys, possessed a very special [position], identified as... the Human Ancestor."

The term Human Ancestor caused shock among all the seats, while Kong Shentong squinted his eyes, and Miss Mingyue’s pupils contracted as she asked:

"The root base... What did it say?"

She did not know what the root base was.

Shen Baobao paused momentarily, then truthfully answered:

"A line of somewhat peculiar text—’Zhang Fusheng was here’, said to be from the Primordial Old Era because the determination of that spiritual text’s age exceeds 13 billion years, older than the entire universe itself!"

Chen Nuanyu was momentarily stunned, then thought nothing more of it, recognizing it could only be a namesake.

The remaining seats who knew Zhang Fusheng also thought the same.

In the Chaos Fog,

the Great Celestial Venerate sat quietly.

"Moreover."

Shen Baobao continued:

"I have encountered some unexpected events. Firstly, while traveling through the stars, we encountered a Level 4 Star Beast, a mixed-blood Sun God Bird."

"But in the void, a giant hand comparable to the stars descended, capturing the Sun God Bird, causing a planet to collapse and shatter."

"The second matter..."

Shen Baobao’s voice turned grave:

"In the Star Sea, we found a fragment of Mysterious Yellow, akin to the root base but slightly different, as if it had been smelted."

Hmm?

Zhang Fusheng in the fog lifted his eyelids. Smelted?

The Mysterious Yellow Fragment—he speculated it was a fragment of Buzhou Mountain, smelted—Heaven-Flipping Seal?

This thought flashed in Zhang Fusheng’s mind as he listened to Shen Baobao continue:

"Precisely, it seems the Mysterious Yellow Fragment was smelted into some kind of artifact and then shattered again, leaving behind remains."

She paused again and continued:

"Normally, this wouldn’t matter, but the planet where the fragment lies seems to also contain buried ruins, which are awaiting further surveying, with no leads at the moment."

The seats were generally indifferent, considering it merely starry ruins or remnants left by an ancient human a few thousand years ago.

Only the Great Celestial Venerate hidden in the fog squinted his eyes.

He silently noted it.

But now was not the time to go. Even if it was truly related to the Heaven-Flipping Seal, he must wait until after Ascension to God to discuss it.

After the seats exchanged, the True Man, as customary, drew light and shadow, allowing Kong Shentong to make an offering.

This fellow was not stingy, ruthlessly cutting out five thousand years of Spiritual Cultivation!

During this High Heaven gathering, the Great Celestial Venerate never spoke, only watching quietly.

As it came to its conclusion.

"As always," Kong Shentong smiled, "since we can gather above High Heaven, since we can worship the Celestial Venerate together, it is fate."

"Should you face tribulations, members of the Ancient Saint Sect can call out the title ’Pope’, along with High Heaven’s title, while others add the words Ancient Saint before Pope."

"In this way, I can sense it and lend a hand."

The seats exchanged glances, all except Miss Mingyue, saluting Kong Shentong with a respectful gesture.

At this moment too,

the Celestial Venerate lifted his eyes and lightly exclaimed:

"Depart."

All ten seats thus departed from the Taoist Palace.

The Taoist Palace returned to tranquility.

"Kong Shentong..." The Celestial Venerate softly muttered.

.........

World Plateau.

Above the Other Shore World.

Kong Shentong sat poised on the Celestial Vault, his drooping eyelids slightly raised, sweeping an unnoticed glance over the assembled gods,

After a moment of contemplation, his thoughts returned to his true self—here, only a projection of light and shadow.

As for his true body, it was currently in the Capital.

"Convey my decree."

Kong Shentong summoned an attendant, calmly ordering:

"Request a recent report from the research institute regarding the root base be submitted to me. Also, provide a list of the teams sent into the starry sky."

"Yes, sir." The attendant nodded, about to leave, but was stopped by Kong Shentong.

"Additionally."

After a moment of reflection, Kong Shentong waved his hand, cloaking the area in vague mist to isolate it from within and prevent any form of spying.

He continued:

"Issue my secret orders, dispatch two ministerial-level officers and a deputy director from the Investigation Bureau to the World Plateau to investigate the World Venerate."

"If necessary, they can conduct a hunt."

The attendant was puzzled, World Venerate? That World-Honored One Buddha?

Wasn’t this recently categorized as an Evil God by the council? Why relay a secret order, when a direct command would suffice?

The attendant, although confused, did not question, merely responding with respect.

Kong Shentong stroked his chin:

"Lastly, activate some spies within the Western Sect from the Investigation Bureau to check whether anything involving anyone’s heart as a dwelling has occurred in the Western Sect."

"Yes, sir." The attendant once again took his leave quietly, leaving Kong Shentong sitting alone, his gaze profoundly deep.

"Above High Heaven..."

He softly murmured before retrieving the High Heaven Order sealed in the void, fondly tracing it.

"The Celestial Venerate above." Kong Shentong muttered to himself.

.........

Divine Realm.

The ten sacred Grotto Heavens rotated, merging with the last sacred Grotto Heaven and the Celestial Emperor Celestial Position, and the Ten Holy Scriptures were jubilant.

The Saint’s Golden Body was about to be achieved.

Zhang Fusheng’s face bore no joy, utterly calm and indifferent.

The ten sacred Grotto Heavens became increasingly radiant and dazzling,

the World Venerate, Central Pole, followed by the Eight Great Celestial Positions, Ksitigarbha, Cyan Emperor, Granny Meng, Ghost Emperor, Judge, Impermanence, and additionally the subsequent Laozi Celestial Position and Celestial Emperor Celestial Position.

Though the World Venerate was not a complete Celestial Position, it held the form,

thus, the ten Grotto Heavens each housed a Celestial Position, completing the Ten Holy Scriptures’ merit.

The Saint’s Golden Body, with "Words and Laws Follow", and "Gold Mouth, Jade Words".

Zhang Fusheng remained neither joyful nor sorrowful, silently perceiving the earth-shattering transformation within himself, while reminiscing over the words of that upstream being.

"Will I become someone else?"

He mused silently, suddenly feeling a burst of agitation—Spiritual Sense was warning him.

Zhang Fusheng exhaled a breath of turbid air, squinting his eyes:

"Someone is plotting against me... Is it Kong Shentong? Or the Ancestor of Land Immortals? Or perhaps another being?"

The resplendent Golden Body was constructed bit by bit.

Judging by the time, Lin Changle should soon return to the Other Shore World with the Nine-Ring Scepter and the brocade cassock—

The westward journey would also commence at this moment.

As for February 9th?

"Why must it be February 9th?" Zhang Fusheng muttered deeply, the dark shade in his eyes growing thicker.

He was to ascend to godhood.