Since that Little Child is the worldly incarnation of the Great Belly Buddha, shouldn’t it be nine clusters?
Innate Buddha nature... could it be?
Zhang Fusheng thought of Niu Dali.
Could this guy have consud three clusters?
Uh, it seems quite possible.
I’ll check later.
He continued to observe while Old Yuan was still sighing.
"And that young man, what kind of existence has he entangled with? For our Ling Mountain sect, is it good or bad?"
"Well, Ascension to God..."
Yuan Feidao sighed one last ti, his perspective completely pulling back, unable to see inside the dark room anymore.
Zhang Fusheng left the crack in the door, pacing back and forth before finally sitting cross-legged on the ditation mat.
"Old Yuan... good or bad?"
He rubbed his chin, thinking about that old fellow who actually gave away sothing—even if it was sothing related to the Maitreya Celestial Position.
With a thought, Zhang Fusheng summoned forth his master brother from the urn.
Niu Dali bared his teeth and exhaled at him.
Zhang Fusheng slapped him and asked:
"If I grant you imdiate freedom, would you be willing to pay a price in exchange?"
Niu Dali glared fiercely at Zhang Fusheng, then finally struggled to speak:
"I... am willing!"
Zhang Fusheng had a thought, and the Contract appeared, sealing the agreent.
Trade absolute freedom for three clusters of innate Buddha nature.
The Contract fluttered slightly, but it didn’t heat up—showing Niu Dali’s willingness.
It also indicated.
That the opponent indeed had three clusters of innate Buddha nature.
Otherwise, the agreent wouldn’t be possible.
Under Niu Dali’s eager gaze, Zhang Fusheng put away the Contract, his face expressionless:
"Oh, you’re willing, but I’m not quite willing."
He was rely testing with the Contract to see if Old Bull truly had innate Buddha nature.
Niu Dali’s expectant expression froze, followed by a heart-wrenching howl, then Zhang Fusheng slapped both him and the urn into the darkness.
Since the innate Buddha nature exists within Niu Dali, that settles it.
There are too many ways to acquire it, no need to trade with him.
The simplest.
Take a trip to Jiangzhou, kill Niu Dali, take his Flawless Soul, and transform it into his Subordinate Soul...
Hmm, can’t go to Jiangzhou right now.
We’ll discuss it later.
"Yuan Feidao..." Zhang Fusheng murmured, and with a thought, the wisp of candle fla left in the Five Mansions Temple appeared in his palm.
The Great Celestial Venerate quietly observed the candle fla and temporarily stowed it away.
Though the candle fla was fine, without understanding its purpose, it couldn’t be rashly rged with Essence, Qi, and Spirit.
"Old Yuan, what are you really trying to do?"
"Forget it, it’s none of my business."
Saying so, Zhang Fusheng still furrowed his brow. February 9 next year...
The Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron must be secured, and Miss Mingyue is watching.
Since that’s the case, inevitably, it will involve the other two factions within the Western Sect.
"Though I currently grasp the Dharma Aspect, I am ultimately not yet a Grandmaster."
"I must break through to the level of Grandmaster as quickly as possible."
"And also..."
He thought of what Shen Baobao had said, about that Ultimate Leap, a thod to reach the Innate Realm without being subject to deities.
"I must use the Illusory Divine Realm, at the stage of Spiritual Minor Perfection, to achieve a millennium’s worth of spiritual accumulation, only then can I achieve the Ultimate Leap from Grandmaster directly to the Innate Realm."
"I’m now already at Spiritual Perfection, the True Divine Realm, but I can still attempt the Ultimate Leap!"
Zhang Fusheng chuckled, talking to himself:
"As long as..."
"I sell off my spiritual cultivation and return to the level of Minor Perfection."
"But not now."
With a thought, the Great Celestial Venerate vanished from the Eight Sceneries Palace, and Zhang Fusheng appeared in the grand hall of the Five Mansions Temple.
"What your Ancestor has given you all has no issues."
Zhang Fusheng rubbed his brow:
"Feel free to use it."
"Really?" Lin Dongxi said cheerfully, "The Ancestor truly is a wonderful person!"
She fondled her dantian, giggling to herself:
"I’ve decided, from now on, I’ll follow the Ancestor in everything..."
Zhang Fusheng glanced at her and said indifferently:
"I forgot to ntion, your relic, my candle fla, both were stripped from the Divine Position of the Great Belly Buddha in a Different Dinsion by the Ancestor."
Lin Dongxi suddenly froze:
"What does that an?"
Chen Yuque looked at her with pity:
"Little junior brother ans, the Ancestor took it from you."
"What the hell!"
Lin Dongxi jumped in fury, lunging at Zhang Fusheng:
"Give back the candle fla!"
Zhang Fusheng chuckled.
......
Five minutes later.
The three returned from the Divine Realm to their bodies.
The overconfident Little Child squatted down, clutching his head full of welts, eyes brimming with tears.
"It’s dusk, let’s all go rest."
Zhang Fusheng stretched lazily and reminded them:
"Oh, by the way, I’ve killed both of Grandmaster’s disciples, so be a bit cautious these days."
Chen Yuque’s expression remained unchanged, and Little Child, holding his head, said nothing.
"Alright, seeing you all aggrieved like this..."
Zhang Fusheng chuckled helplessly and gave the Big Belly Buddha a light nudge with his foot:
"What belongs to you will always be yours. You should think carefully whether you can still be the Buddha..."
"What do you an!" Little Child leapt up, but Zhang Fusheng didn’t answer and drifted away.
No matter why the master bestowed the gift, one thing was clear.
The counterpart was already linked to the Big Belly Buddha, or rather the Maitreya Buddha’s Celestial Position.
What if the master ascended to godhood?
Perhaps he would imdiately take that divine position.
Oh, Little Child.
......
Returning ho.
Mom had already prepared dinner.
The family sat quietly around the dining table, having dinner.
"Dad."
Zhang Fusheng put down his chopsticks and said softly:
"I have a senior from my sect working at the Investigation Bureau. I’ll ask him if he can stop you from being a night guard."
"Then, our whole family can move to the Upper Three Districts."
Zhang Wentao was startled:
"A sect senior... that’s difficult, isn’t it? Retired staff serving as night guards is a fundantal rule of the Investigation Bureau; it can’t be changed."
"No worries, that senior is quite high-ranking."
"How high?" Old Zhang teased, "Surely not a team leader?"
"No, he’s the Garrison of Chongyang City."
Old Zhang choked violently.
He watched his son retreating to his room, his expression dazed, struggling for words.
"What happened?" Zhou Guifang asked curiously, "Garrison... is that impressive?"
Zhang Wentao’s lips trembled, and he smiled bitterly:
"Very impressive."
"Isn’t that a good thing?" Zhou Guifang sighed softly, "Our son has done well."
Zhang Wentao opened his mouth, unsure of what to say.
Garrison...
He was sowhat lost in thought, pondering the kinds of people Fusheng mingled with usually.
Old Zhang glanced at the tightly shut door.
......
In the room.
Zhang Fusheng opened the Divine Net, browsing silently.
The Divine Net in Chongyang City was far superior to Jiangzhou, with nurous Natural Five-Elent dicines available for sale.
The price for each ranged from 2,700 to 3,500 Pseudo-Life Souls.
"Excavating the three great secrets of the viscera requires significantly more Great dicine..."
Zhang Fusheng calculated silently; there were still eleven secrets he hadn’t uncovered.
Overall, at the very least, he needed about thirty Natural dicines.
That ant at least one hundred thousand Life Souls, and likely more; after all, the farther it went, the more dicine was needed to unearth the secrets.
"Unless I devour human viscera in great quantities... uh, never mind."
A chill ran through him.
"So, at least one hundred thousand Life Souls..."
This number was certainly not small, at least unattainable for himself, as the market price for one Pseudo-Life Soul was about ten thousand.
Too much?
Back then, Old Shi spent three hundred thousand Life Souls for three taels of Fearless Lion at.
In other words, the price for one tael of Fearless Lion at was enough to buy the dicine to fully open his viscera.
"How to make money?"
"Contract transaction? No, currency flow is too easily traceable, leaving too many traces and exposing risks."
Zhang Fusheng rubbed his chin, making a decision in his heart.
Ti to do so opportunistic collection.
How to collect?
Naturally, using his position as Vice Director Zhang.
In such a big city, as Assistant Commissioner of the Public Security Headquarters, taking so protection fees from the wealthy seed reasonable.
Not using one’s power would be foolish, wouldn’t it?
Co to think of it, Grim Skeleton was arriving in Jiangzhou soon... Zhang Fusheng suddenly furrowed his brow, his face turning cold as he swiftly stood up.
He pushed open the door.
"Mom, Dad, I’m heading out!"
"Will you be back to sleep tonight?"
"I don’t know, no need to wait for !"
Zhang Fusheng left the house, under the rising moon, silently distancing himself, suddenly glancing to the side, into the shadows:
"Western Believers?"
A Great Believer erged from the shadows, scrutinizing Zhang Fusheng.
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