[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-secret-buyer":3,"chapter-secret-buyer-secret-buyer-chapter-320":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},1759119,2324,"Chapter 320 - 245: The Seats Meet, Jingpeng Plummets from the Heavens (2\u002F3)","secret-buyer-chapter-320",320,"\u003Cp>(Another Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martial Mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Soul, return! Soul, return...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elderly woman, with eyes blurred and dim, squatted on the ground, caressing the dolls buried in the earth, whispered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When will you return? When will you return?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the muddy soil beside her, hundreds of little ghosts poked their heads out, one of them staggered over and asked earnestly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Grandma, Grandma, when can we become the legendary Yin Soldiers?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old woman smiled kindly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Soon, soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sighed softly, looking indescribably aged, yet her gaze was as fiery as flames, invigorated:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As long as there are more of you, more until there are a thousand of you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elderly woman’s fiery eyes suddenly grew unfathomably deep:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then, just find the Bridge of Helplessness, the Emperor will emerge, discovering the long-lost Nine Netherworld...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little ghost nodded dumbly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Grandma, Grandma, does the Nine Netherworld really exist?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It does, it’s always there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old woman nodded affirmatively, then sneered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Wei and Yuan families have always been seeking proof of the Nine Netherworld’s existence... The three families guarding the mausoleum each hide a great secret.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Yuan family’s corner of the Celestial Book, Wei family’s Ancestral Summoning Technique, my family’s secret, none of them knows, none of them knows...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old woman appeared deranged, chuckling maniacally, seemingly having lost her sanity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little ghosts stared dumbfounded at her, then started counting each other, eventually, one little ghost jumped and skipped:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Grandma, Grandma, we have 993 people, just seven more, seven!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old woman exhaled a murky breath, the madness on her face dissipated, quietly gazing at the little ghosts that the Wu family had accumulated over countless years and ancestors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s just six more.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She murmured:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Last night, a Spiritual Thought was spying outside—a being from the Innate Realm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Refine him as well, then there will be 994 innate little ghosts.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then I’ll make another trip to Chongyang, catch six more from the Innate Realm... and it will be complete, complete!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little ghosts cheered and frolicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old woman suddenly sensed something, shouted a command,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>over nine hundred little ghosts dove back into the soil,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>returning to the over nine hundred innate corpses underground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though the oldest of the corpses has been there for over ten thousand years, the Innate Realm, body intact, perfectly round,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>has not decayed in the slightest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over nine hundred innate corpses served as vessels for raising little ghosts—using their souls to create the ghosts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Millennia upon millennia, the resentment has accumulated to unfathomable depths and thickness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the last little ghost also dove underground,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the old woman calmly sat on the rotten chair in the courtyard, a few breaths later, a knock on the door sounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door was pushed open, Chen Shishan brought in Zhang Fusheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Grandma Wu, we’re here to buy scones!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fusheng looked around the dilapidated courtyard with a calm expression, his gaze lingering on the muddy ground for a moment, tiny star-like lines flickering in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He furrowed his brows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were hundreds of thick, coarse strands of cause and effect underground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unlike last night,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>last night, the old woman gave him an extremely dangerous oppressive feeling, just a thought lingering outside the mansion, and he felt panic-stricken,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but now faced directly, although the old woman still triggered his spiritual sense’s warning,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his body and spiritual sense no longer felt as ’afraid.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>though uncertain of his capability now, it was likely far superior to last night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Scones... making them, making them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Zhang Fusheng’s gaze, the old woman cheerfully stood up:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little Shishan, come with Grandma to get them...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Shishan obediently responded, following the old woman into the house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door inside was dim and eerie, closed off, everything inside was unseen, unheard, even unperceived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when Zhang Fusheng employed the Taiyi Chapter, he could see nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They’re coming for me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He muttered to himself but was not panicked, on the contrary, he was very calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His spiritual sense did indeed subtly warn him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Zhang Fusheng’s hand, three copper coins from the Refining Illusion into Reality spun and fell back into his palm, two faced up and one surprisingly stood in his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celestial Calculation Technique, indicating both disaster and fortune, yet revealing a slim ’chance to ascend to heaven.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Staying here might be dangerous, or harmless, but there’s a slim chance of receiving a great benefit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fusheng mused, chuckling softly, waiting quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the Wu family’s mansion, silently, a few black-robed figures appeared as well as an Old Master wobbling past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chongyang City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Feidao performed three bows to the Big Belly Buddha statue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked out of the wooden house, glimpsed the immense Jingpeng Ship, squinting slightly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he then sluggishly proceeded along the long street, arriving at the outskirts where he noticed two monks heading toward Chang’an Town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was in white clothes, the other wrapped with six naked women on his body, all strolling leisurely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Mandala Lineage’s Innate Realm...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Feidao muttered, indifferent, he found a desolate mountain, setting up an altar while murmuring:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The ninth seat must come from Chang’an Town, only an old ghost is left in the Wu family, it’s not her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is it Wei Bushi or Yuan Tiandao?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Muttering, his spiritual power tore through mountain forest and timber,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a not-so-simple grand altar was already constructed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The altar extended ten zhang,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>each of the four sides had nine steps,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Feidao gestured, a Blood and Flesh Puppet slowly emerged from the shadows,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pain, we are in pain...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master, let us go...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It hurts...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the Blood and Flesh Puppet emerged, it emitted layer upon layer of wailing and cries—the puppet was covered with nearly a hundred faces!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was formed from nearly a hundred heads!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Feidao spoke compassionately:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Disciples, I know you’ve suffered decades of torment, but soon, soon...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He softly said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"On February 9th, the Imperial Mausoleum will open, I will find the Nine Netherworld, ascend inside, by then, your souls will also be liberated...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nearly hundred heads, souls forming the Blood and Flesh Puppet,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>were his apprentices back then, the ones who lost in competition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Buddha’s mercy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Feidao sighed with compassion, no longer looking at the tormented wailing Blood and Flesh Puppet, his figure quietly disappearing,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>once he walked far, he controlled the Blood and Flesh Puppet,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>according to the mysterious eighth seat’s prayer, controlled the Blood and Flesh Puppet to kneel on the altar, praying to the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>nearly a hundred faces were forced to emit resounding cries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The deities seated in the starry skies.....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The immortals on Longevity Mountain.....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The True Monarch holding the Golden Hammer.....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst the calls, the void writhed and tore apart. Through the perspective of the blood and flesh puppet, Yuan Feidao gazed over, his heart trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A carriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A carriage traveling through the starry sky, with horses exuding the aura of a Celestial Human!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celestial Horse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he saw,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>from the window of the carriage, a plain white hand parted the curtain. At the same time, a unique, elegant voice emanated from within the eighth seat,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>echoing from the starry sky, emerging from the void rift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sixth Seat, aren’t you from the Ling Mountain lineage? Why are you using techniques of the Mandala Lineage? There seems to be a hint of Hell Observation... you’ve strayed off path.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood and flesh puppet remained silent, the nearly hundred faces on its body retreating under the skin, and then it bowed towards the rift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the starry sky carriage, a soft sigh echoed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the plain hand caressed, as countless starlights descended, an intent of the divine spirit descended!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The divine spirit’s will poured into the altar, flames ignited, wind blew, earth and distant rivers churned, and gathered together,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>earth, fire, wind, and water coalesced together, bearing the divine spirit’s will, forming a human shape!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood and flesh puppet bowed in salute:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eighth Seat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The void rift closed, Miss Mingyue manipulated this temporary body, nodding slightly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need for formalities, you may call me...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ancestor Qingfeng.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was unwilling to reveal her true name, choosing instead to borrow the name of an old friend, and then reached out to form a marker for the Great Transposition Technique,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had given the corresponding marker to the other seats while still at the Eight Sceneries Palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The marker trembled,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a phantom of the Six-armed Great Black Heaven appeared, holding six divine artifacts in its Dharma Aspect hands—this was the supernatural ability of the Fifth Seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sixth Seat, Eighth Seat.\" The Buddha Son, manipulating the Great Black Heaven phantom, greeted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The marker continued to tremble, and three talismans exuding a heavy divine aura emerged, from the First Seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then an immortal shadow appeared—the Ninth Seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood and flesh puppet, with nearly a hundred faces retracted beneath the skin, stared intently at the immortal shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dream Dragon-Slaying Technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Yuan Feidao was uncertain if it was Wei Bushi—his elder brother who could also perform the Dream Dragon-Slaying Technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last to emerge was the means of the Fourth Seat, a giant Buddhist Vajra formed by the intermingling of a hundred thousand souls,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>behind the head of the Buddhist Vajra, there hung a faint halo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Compassion, compassion.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hundred thousand Soul Vajra chanted the Buddha’s name, the marker dimmed, and the seats ’met’ in reality for the first time, greeting each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They gazed at the enormous Jingpeng Ship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I know something of the path of divination.\" Yuan Tiandao spoke through the transformed immortal shadow, with a deep voice: \"I have divined that this journey is ominous, perhaps we can’t rescue the Seventh Seat at all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miss Mingyue, using the voice of earth and stone, calmly spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We should try nevertheless...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rumble came from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The incarnations of the seats, the puppets, all turned their gaze towards the massive Jingpeng Ship,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>only to see the gargantuan Jingpeng Ship, spanning hundreds of miles, with wings like clouds hanging from the sky, turning above the Celestial Vault and then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>soaring towards a certain location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where is it going?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The great Buddha Vajra formed by the countless residual souls steeped in Buddhist resonance asked in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one answered, both the blood and flesh puppet and the immortal shadow simultaneously changed expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That place is...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the direction of Chang’an Town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It is heading to Chang’an Town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Follow it.\" The harsh scraping sound of stones rang out, Miss Mingyue softly exclaimed: \"Let’s see where it’s going.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will attempt to break this dead giant beast’s membrane.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seats exchanged glances, each with their own thoughts, but all nodded, quietly pursuing the Jingpeng Ship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chang’an Town loomed in the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Jingpeng Ship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Shexing stepped on Shen Baobao’s face, grinding lightly, the latter’s skull cracked underfoot, unable to suppress a cry of pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Still unwilling to speak?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Shexing gazed down at the woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Baobao managed a smile with difficulty:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Celestial Venerate above.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Shexing snorted coldly, heavily kicked Shen Baobao’s abdomen, immense power surging in,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the latter’s internal organs burst, her body was kicked in half.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she did not die, nor even approach death; even though her body’s furnace fire was forcibly extinguished, unable to undergo Blood Rebirth,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but the life force of someone at the Innate Realm was exceptionally robust. Unless broken into particles,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>or the soul shattered, it was nearly impossible to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Shexing crouched down, grabbing the half-body of Shen Baobao, calmly said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re unwilling to discuss the High Heaven Society, or reveal its members... What if I ask one by one, hmm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He uttered name after name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhao Wenting? Hu Zhongli? Li Guoquan?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Baobao showed no expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Chen Daoling? Lin Changle? Zhang Fusheng?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her demeanor remained unfazed, having reached such a level, controlling one’s expression was trivially easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Yang Shexing smiled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It doesn’t matter if you won’t speak, I’ve already identified two candidates, Hu Zhongli can’t be touched for now, so then, Zhang Fusheng?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Baobao sneered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What does Zhang Fusheng have to do with this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Shexing was indifferent:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The records state you know each other... Don’t worry, I won’t trouble him, I might even recruit him—if he’s willing to cooperate.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If he’s unwilling...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Shexing smiled, shaking his head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can withstand without saying anything, but can he? Just a Grandmaster, probably hasn’t ignited his spirit furnace yet?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Soul searching, that’s easy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Baobao murmured:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Indeed, he has nothing to do with High Heaven.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Shexing was dismissive:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jingpeng ship already hovered outside an unremarkable little town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Obscuring the sky and sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the first moment of entering the town’s range.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Jingpeng Ship, the lights went out abruptly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Shexing was taken aback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All technological constructs affixed to this giant beast’s corpse suddenly failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jingpeng fell from the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(One more Chapter, tomorrow at six o’clock three Chapters together if not done then add more)\u003C\u002Fp>",2160,"2026-06-08T09:33:25.352Z",1,"novelbin.me","70de0e5aac8bf82eca6b4a9c91c5748695b5419701aac8bd1c3aabaeb7d36500","secret-buyer-chapter-321","secret-buyer-chapter-319",547,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsecret-buyer-cover.jpg"]