Secret Buyer

Chapter 573 - 350: Overnight at the Celestial Maiden, All Causes and Effects!

Outside the Kong Family Courtyard

"Tok, tok, tok"

The knocking on the door was as light as falling plum blossoms.

In just a moment, the door creaked open, and Cui Wenda poked his head out, looking at the visitor outside with a puzzled expression:

"The Kong family has temporarily moved away. Please look for another place."

Saying that, he began to close the door—Sister Jade Rabbit, like an Immortal, was currently teaching secret cultivation techniques in the courtyard, not a moment could be delayed!

Just as the crimson door was about to close,

a pale white hand suddenly pressed against the door panel, its fingertips like jade, exuding a touch of coolness.

Cui Wenda’s heart skipped a beat, and he looked up to see a woman standing outside the door, dressed in a moon-white long skirt,

with her black hair cascading down to her waist, her eyebrows and eyes seeming shrouded in a faint mist. Although she was stunningly beautiful, she emanated a distant coolness that kept people at bay.

"I am here to visit the Daoist Venerable."

The woman spoke, her voice clear like spring water striking a stone, carrying a touch of lazy nonchalance.

Cui Wenda was silent for a moment, speaking with some difficulty:

"The Daoist brother is in seclusion, specifically instructed not to be disturbed by anyone..."

Before he finished speaking, a calm voice suddenly echoed from deep within the courtyard, rippling outwards:

"Let her in."

Cui Wenda was taken aback, hurriedly stepping aside to make way, his gaze lingering slightly on the woman—her aura was so elusive, he couldn’t fathom it at all.

The serene woman moved with lotus-like steps, entering the courtyard.

Cui Liuduo, Ruan Yutu, and others were leaning against the corridor, catching a glimpse of the scene from afar. Their eyes flickered slightly, but they tacitly chose not to step forward and disturb, merely watching her quietly as she traversed the winding path, heading straight for the artificial lake in the center of the courtyard.

Everyone silently retreated into their rooms, and the vast Kong Family courtyard suddenly fell into silence, with only the sound of the wind remaining.

It was late at night,

the bright moon hung high in the sky, its clear light spilling over, covering the entire lake surface.

The lake water was clear, with a thousand koi swimming playfully, breaking the moon’s reflection, causing sparkling ripples.

The serene woman looked up, seeing a young man in sackcloth sitting upright in a small pavilion at the lake’s center.

He sat with his back to her, his figure straight, gazing at the lake surface, his aura calm as an abyss,

The serene woman narrowed her eyes, stepping onto the winding stone bridge leading to the pavilion, her footsteps so light they were almost inaudible.

"Daoist Venerable... it’s quite a grand title."

She spoke as she nonchalantly sat next to the young man, promptly placing her feet on the horizontal bench in the pavilion,

Her moon-white long skirt slid down, revealing two long, snow-white jade legs, their luster like mutton-fat white jade under the interplay of moonlight and lake light, an enthralling sight.

Zhang Fusheng, however, did not turn his head, his gaze still on the thousand koi in the lake.

"Which family or sect are you from? What do you seek from me?" He asked directly, his voice calm and unruffled.

"I come from the Celestial Dao Province."

The serene woman smiled lightly, dimples showing, naturally seductive:

"I belong to nothing more than an obscure little sect."

Celestial Dao Province?

Zhang Fusheng’s fingertips paused slightly, pondering.

The mother star has forty-nine provinces, divided into upper, middle, and lower sixteens, totaling forty-eight,

The remaining one being the Celestial Dao Province, whose status is no less than the Celestial Capital.

Rumors say, among the Federal Three Respects, one is the Speaker, another the Grand Secretary, and the third is the Governor of the Celestial Dao Province.

"What’s its exact name?" His tone was casual, as if merely asking in passing.

Yet the serene woman smiled without answering, suddenly leaning closer, a cold fragrance like orchids and musk entering Zhang Fusheng’s nostrils,

The scent was laced with a touch of soul-hooking charm, stirring his mind—

At this slight flicker of consciousness, Zhang Fusheng suddenly turned his head, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, his voice icy:

"Try any more tricks and I’ll have Fellow Daoist Xuanqing hammer you to death."

With his current cultivation, even if a Buddhist Arhat came in person to chant sutras, it might not disturb his mind in the slightest; how could he be easily swayed by feminine wiles?

The serene woman chuckled softly, her enchanting aura suddenly dissipating, yet she did not move away, instead, she leaned even closer, almost shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Fusheng,

She extended her jade-like fingers, her fingertips cool, gently caressing Zhang Fusheng’s cheek, the touch smooth as silk.

Then,

The serene woman leaned closer, her breath orchid-like, her voice soft enough to squeeze out water:

"Mr. Daoist truly has great self-control and a good temperament... I come from the Demon Sect of Six Desires, under the command of the Biyou Palace, quite unknown to you, I believe."

Zhang Fusheng remained expressionless, but his heart shook violently.

Biyou Palace!

His thoughts whirled rapidly, and he asked in a deep voice:

"The Governor of the Celestial Dao Province, said to be one of the Federation’s Three Respects, what relation does he have with your Biyou Palace?"

The serene woman was momentarily surprised, yet readily answered:

"He is a master of one of the four branches of our Biyou Palace."

Zhang Fusheng’s eyes flickered, inwardly thinking ’indeed.’

The Federation’s Three Respects, the Speaker being Guang Chengzi, belong to the Jade Void branch;

The Grand Secretary, Xuanqing Daoist, is essentially the Grandmaster Xundu, the top disciple of Taiqing.

Thus, if this third respect of the Celestial Dao Province hails from Biyou Palace, it makes perfect sense.

"Oh? The four branches of Biyou Palace, what are they?" He asked unassumingly.

The serene woman almost clung to Zhang Fusheng entirely,

She stretched out her tongue, lightly licking the young man’s earlobe, her voice eerie, with a touch of mesmerism:

"One branch is called Jiejiao, whose Pope is Tianlao, being one of the Federation’s orthodox religions."

"Another branch is Yaoci, the master of which is the Governor of the Celestial Dao Province, Wu Sheng Lao Mother."