Secret Buyer

Chapter 577 - 352: Erlang’s Gift of the Celestial Eye, Finally Entering Douluo Palace

The afternoon wind grew fiercer,

blowing against the jade green tiles on the crimson high walls of the Kong Mansion, making them clatter.

Chen Nuanyu silently surveyed the crowd, pondering whether there might be other presences here.

As her thoughts wandered,

her gaze finally rested on the mysterious youth in coarse clothing, causing the many Divine Spirits in her heart to fall silent for some unknown reason.

Meanwhile, that youth held a wooden bowl, with a thousand golden threads floating within, and at this moment he spoke:

"It is my honor to have everyone come to my door."

After a pause,

Zhang Fusheng kept his gaze fixed on the youth who called himself Yang Jian, continuing:

"Yet I am but a humble person and do not know how I could be of assistance, for which I am truly ashamed."

When he finished speaking, an elderly man hastily spoke:

"Sir Daoist Venerable, your status is high and noble, merely sitting is already above and beyond. I come from the Province of Hongnong, from the Yang family. Though not one of the Ten Great Families, there is a Great Divine Power User in our family."

"I have come today to invite you to be a Tributor of the Yang family."

The crowd murmured slightly.

Someone exclaimed:

"The Yang family of Hongnong? I’ve heard that in the last Four Great Clans contest, the Yang family of Hongnong barely lost, but it is no less impressive than the Ten Great Families!"

Nearby, another person spoke:

"Tsk tsk, a Tributor... the Yang family of Hongnong plays a clever game. Though they are entrenched in the Province of Hongnong, they’ve been kept out of the Celestial Capital by the Confucius and Mencius families."

"Now it seems they wish to use the name of Sir Daoist Venerable to forcibly extend their reach into the Celestial Capital..."

The crowd quietly discussed, while Zhang Fusheng listened in silence, collecting all the information about the Yang family of Hongnong,

At this moment, the elderly man cupped his hands, respectfully continued:

"Our family’s ancestor has already spoken."

"If you would be willing to serve as a Tributor for the Yang family, the annual tribute shall be a hundred Celestial Medicines, and one immortal medicine every century."

"All other resources of the Yang family shall be at your discretion—furthermore, within the Yang family, you shall be regarded as an elder of the lineage, whom everyone must worship."

Zhang Fusheng briefly shifted his gaze from ’Yang Jian’ and looked at the elderly man of the Yang family of Hongnong, slightly astonished.

What a generous offer indeed.

Judging by what he overheard from the crowd and the information about heaven and earth that he grasped, the Yang family of Hongnong is a supernatural family with over fifty thousand years of history,

and the Great Divine Power User in their family is practically one of the early elders of the Federation,

with such family wealth accumulated over tens of thousands of years, how rich must they be??

And all this wealth, aside from the immortal medicine, is at my disposal...

Zhang Fusheng’s thoughts raced, he smiled and nodded:

"Since the elder has expressed such words, how could I decline?"

He cupped his hands, and the elderly man was overjoyed.

The others could no longer hold back.

"Sir Daoist Venerable, I come from the Province of Langya, representing the Wang family, and we too wish to invite you as our Grand Tributor, enjoying only the tributes, without other responsibilities!"

"Sir! We are the Xie family from the Spiritual Province!"

"Here, here! The Zhou family from the Province of Julu wishes to invite Sir Daoist Venerable as our Supreme Elder!"

The mixed and chaotic voices rose one after another, Zhang Fusheng was surprised, why was he so in demand?

Despite being under the protection of Fellow Daoist Xuanqing, Fellow Daoist Xuanqing also made it clear that they couldn’t leave the Celestial Capital...

Ah, the Celestial Capital.

Zhang Fusheng squinted his eyes, it seems the importance of the Capital far exceeds his imagination, these local Great Power Families and even supernatural families,

are willing to pay a great price just to connect with him and extend their reach into the Celestial Capital...

Four Great Clans in the Celestial Capital: Kong, Meng, Xuanyuan, and Li,

are these Four Great Clans really able to hold onto the Celestial City to this extent, barring other families from entering?

Or are there forces unknown to me?

As his thoughts shifted,

Zhang Fusheng held the wooden bowl in one hand, and with the other, he made a pressing motion, causing the chatter to halt at this moment.

He spoke gently:

"I am truly not good with words and find it difficult to address each of you individually."

After a pause, Zhang Fusheng gestured to Ruan Yutu to step forward.

He continued:

"Why not let my little sister discuss this with all of you?"

Before the words had fully left his mouth, the voice of the Six Desires Celestial Maiden sounded in his ear:

"I am familiar with these families and clans. Let me accompany as well. I can strive to secure the greatest benefits possible for you, sir."

Zhang Fusheng gave a surprised glance at the serene woman beside him, pondered for a moment, and slightly nodded, indicating his agreement.

He gave instructions to Ruan Yutu, asking her to go with the Six Desires Celestial Maiden to guide the visiting crowd towards the backyard for discussions one by one.

The crowd left like the tide.

Only the youth who first spoke remained standing where he was.

Once everyone was led to the backyard, and the Cui Family members who came to watch left,

There was only the youth and Zhang Fusheng left by the lakeside.

The wind grew fiercer.

"This young man, Yang Jian, greets Sir Daoist Venerable." Yang Jian smiled, cupping his hands.

Zhang Fusheng intently examined him, was this someone called by Guang Chengzi?

No, that couldn’t be.

If Guang Chengzi had sent him, why would they also send a Six Desires Celestial Maiden?

Besides, if he were truly True Monarch Erlang, shouldn’t he be a Daluo level being?

But from this youth, Zhang Fusheng did not feel any sense of oppression.

"Sir Daoist Venerable?" Yang Jian continued smiling.

Zhang Fusheng regained his senses, deeply observing the youth before him:

"Yang Jian, without a tribe, not from a family or sect, where do you rank in your family?"

Yang Jian leisurely responded:

"I have an elder brother and a younger sister, naturally, I rank second."

"So I can also call you Yang Erlang?" Zhang Fusheng squinted.

Yang Jian immediately replied:

"Sir Daoist Venerable is indeed extraordinary. Coincidentally, back in my hometown, many people do call me Yang Erlang."