[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-secret-buyer":3,"chapter-secret-buyer-secret-buyer-chapter-241":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Secret Buyer",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1759040,2324,"Chapter 241 - 184: The 1,700-Year-Old Great Sect","secret-buyer-chapter-241",241,"\u003Cp>In the camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The quarrel grew more intense, almost evolving into a standoff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ragged old boatman, wearing a bamboo hat, stood there silently, his eyes clouded,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but exuded a massive sense of intimidation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spoke coldly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All the sects, you probably don’t need me to explain why you were called here. Now that something unexpected has happened, you’re all anxious?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Chengzhong and Li Qiuhua exchanged a glance. The former snorted coldly, with a firm attitude:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sealing off this small world for no reason at all, does the Pantheon not intend to give any explanation?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old boatman remained indifferent:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"First, I am not a believer of the Divine Sect.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Second, the Director of the Divine Sect is right there, why don’t you dare to question him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, the old boatman raised his hand and pointed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All eyes turned to the middle of the camp where a middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged, his eyes tightly shut, seemingly oblivious to the world,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he breathed in and out, the tattoos on his skin twisted and contracted bizarrely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Director of the Pantheon, above the Steward, below the Upper Envoy, thus a Grandmaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Lingzhu whispered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The old boatman and our old fisherman don’t belong to any sect, but because the Twin Cities are under the control of the Pantheon...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In a way, whether we or they are all ’spokespersons’ for the Pantheon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fusheng nodded thoughtfully, sharply catching the information in the old boatman’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gathering of various sects here indeed has a reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though there aren’t any strong figures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But truth be told, when a Divine Descent was about to happen in Jiangzhou, weren’t there only four Martial Arts Masters as Stewards?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, in the camp, just among the Evil Cult Stewards Zhang Fusheng can see, there are more than ten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All sects are represented.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While his thoughts wander, in the middle of the field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Chengzhong gazed at the motionless Grandmaster of the Pantheon and, after a moment of silence, maintained a firm attitude:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But in any case, the Pantheon should provide an explanation, at least tell us what happened, shouldn’t it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed to the dark sky overhead, shrouded in intense resentment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cultured, elegant woman walked over, also a Martial Arts Master,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She clearly came from the Ancient Saint Sect of Confucianism or the Celestial Principle Sect, and now she spoke pressingly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The two Confucian sects, the two Taoist sects, along with Buddhism’s Mandala lineage, all have people trapped here. What exactly does the Pantheon want to do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What, planning to go to war with all the sects at once?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s not forget, my Ancient Saint Sect also has a Walking Under God stationed in the Golden Province!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With these clear words, Martial Arts Masters from other sects also approached,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old boatman’s expression slightly condensed, glancing sideways:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old fisherman, are you just planning to sit back and watch? Regardless of our personal feuds, dare you slack on matters of the Divine Sect?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle-aged man draped in a wolf-headed cloak raised his head, gazing at the old boatman for a moment, then eventually stepped forward to stand by him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fusheng timely asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The person sitting in the center of the camp, won’t he step forward?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Qingshan explained for him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That person is the ’Watcher’ of the camp and also the Divine Sect’s ferryman—put simply, he is responsible for opening the ’Smuggling Channel’.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, then whispered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That person won’t concern himself with camp affairs or disputes, he stands aloof, above everything—he’s a Grandmaster!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In other words, that person, is the ultimate Referee of all disputes here in the camp.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Bo Yang, you should know what a Grandmaster signifies, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fusheng silently nodded, continuing to observe from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tension in the field was palpable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the old boatman, a top Martial Arts Master, stepped back slightly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the fisherman beside him spoke in a deep voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Divine Sect’s issues will be decided by the Divine Sect. The boatman may be a scoundrel, but he’s right about one thing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking around, the fisherman continued:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He and I, we aren’t members of the Divine Sect after all. We cannot answer your questions, nor do we know why the sky has turned pitch black.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A compassionate sigh came from a Martial Arts Master of the Buddhist Sect:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When can the ban be lifted?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fisherman shook his head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I do not know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When will the sky clear?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I do not know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When can the Exotic Treasure land be opened?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I do not know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Three ’I don’t knows’!\" the Buddhist Master rebuked, the skull rosary around his neck vibrating and clinking together,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rosary consisted of eighteen beads, all made from human skulls!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fisherman didn’t retreat, bowed slightly, extended his hand in invitation:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Grandmaster of the Divine Sect is right there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Stewards of all sects fell silent again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grandmaster of the Divine Sect, who remained detached and uninvolved, suddenly spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The sealing of the sky and land is all because of one individual.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hoarse voice echoed in all directions, as reverent gazes fell upon the Grandmaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still not opening his eyes, the Grandmaster said blandly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you wish to leave the Twin Cities, it’s simple, just find one person—this is what he looks like.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fisherman, the boatman’s subordinates, many people stepped forward, handing out photos to Yu Chengzhong, Li Qiuhua, and the others, who glanced at them and were nearly shocked!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they maintained their composure, showing no reaction, though the Western Believers may not be so stoic,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Western Believer who once delivered meals to Zhang Fusheng in Jiangzhou exclaimed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mr. Zhang??\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The resting Grandmaster suddenly opened his eyes and struck decisively!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Qi Blood Palm Seal appeared out of nowhere, grabbing the Western Believer, and with a light squeeze, the Seventh-Eighth Refining Level believer was already coughing up blood profusely.\u003C\u002Fp>",990,"2026-06-08T09:33:25.351Z",1,"novelbin.me","21d56ccd6f3fe33699af32410e484c939dce1cafb738378f3278fddbdef242b3","secret-buyer-chapter-242","secret-buyer-chapter-240",547,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsecret-buyer-cover.jpg"]