Secret Buyer

Chapter 586 - 355: Thunderous Chants, the Journey to the West Begins (Part 1)

Hmm, not important.

Returning to the room, Zhang Fusheng sat cross-legged on the bed.

He needed to contemplate the matter of proving himself as a Great Divine Power User.

"But tracing cause and effect, that scoundrel seemed to do something in the Eight Sceneries Palace behind my back... yet it’s completely unclear."

Zhang Fusheng murmured to himself, a cold glint in his eye.

This is indeed a destabilizing factor.

He wondered if this mirror-like self of his was truly arranged by the Supreme — regardless of whether it was or wasn’t, it was still best to eliminate it.

Zhang Fusheng made up his mind.

Just as he was about to enter the Divine Realm, he suddenly heard thunder rolling, startling him.

"Is this... the westward pilgrimage?"

Zhang Fusheng’s gaze was profound.

.........

Other Shore World.

"Let’s go, let’s go."

A young-looking girl spoke gently, with Old Master and Wei Lingzhu following behind her, exchanging glances.

"Supreme Saint Celestial Position, is it truly in the Celestial Capital?"

Old Master asked softly, gazing at the girl he had just met, his tone tinged with a slight reverence.

This was indeed a person of great power.

Ancestor of the Qinghe Cui Family, Cui Baihua.

Old Master took a quiet breath, for last night, this person had unexpectedly approached him, claiming she could lead them to the Supreme Saint Celestial Position... How could he not be tempted?

"Why would I deceive you?"

Cui Baihua carried the ancestral tablet on her back, glancing at the two with a look of reverence on her face:

"I don’t know why that one wanted me to bring you along... but that’s the outcome."

She exhaled, recalling how last night, a terrifying consciousness had ushered her to an infinitely high place, to a mysterious Taoist Palace,

where she was greeted by the one revered by the High Heaven Association: ’Infinite Celestial Venerate’, ’Taiqing Tao Ancestor’.

She shook her head, dispelling the thought:

"I also know your background. This little girl’s master, he’s seated right on the Other Shore Mountain. Without his permission, how could I have brought you out?"

Old Master scratched his head; it seemed... such was the logic?

He took a deep breath; Supreme Saint Celestial Position indeed...

And Lingzhu had the qualification to sit upon it!

With thoughts swirling, Old Master asked again:

"I’m not familiar with the Celestial Capital. How long will it take to get there?"

"Not very long."

Cui Baihua smiled:

"At most one day and one night, and we’ll arrive..."

As she spoke, the three of them had already stepped out of the Other Shore World, but they all instinctively looked back.

From the Other Shore World, a rumbling sound emerged.

Wei Lingzhu craned her neck and saw a monk, draped in a brocade robe, holding the Nine-Ring Scepter, stepping on clouds of Buddha’s Light, slowly walking out.

Thunder rolled in the sky.

It seemed that a great drama was unfolding.

"That is..." Cui Baihua murmured, just as doubt arose in her heart, heaven and earth revealed the answer.

"A Sutra Taker?"

She squinted her eyes, suddenly realizing.

"It is a celestial event named [Westward Pilgrimage]. It has officially begun..."

The rolling thunderous sound rose from the Other Shore World, roaring and spreading across the mother star, and even towards the stars and Different Dimensions!

The sound of thunder surged as the grand drama unfolded.

On Other Shore Mountain, in the grass hut.

World-Honored One Buddha opened his eyes, intending to probe inside and outside the Other Shore World out of a thought, but his spirit was suddenly drawn by a powerful will.

It was—the Northern Emperor.

Zhang Fusheng stepped out of the grass hut, raising his eyes to see the Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole standing in the sky, having somehow emerged from the underground.

He had no leisure to explore the inside and outside of the Other Shore World, merely gazing at the Northern Emperor:

"What, is the Northern Emperor a fellow traveler with the Sutra Taker, intending to obtain the True Scripture?"

The Northern Emperor merely smiled:

"It is to seize the scripture, not to seek it."

Pausing for a moment, noticeably stronger after days of quiet cultivation, the Northern Emperor continued:

"I leave Chang’an not as a Sutra Taker, but merely to go to a place."

"And where is that?"

World-Honored One Buddha inquired.

But the Northern Emperor did not conceal, instead answered candidly:

"Where else? To the Celestial Capital of this world—there, lies a half-inch of the Nine Netherworld."