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Chapter 242 The Secret of the Family, White Ghost
Inside the hotel room, the daylight is blocked out by thick curtains.

Heilang, Bao Ye and Xiao Bei sat around the coffee table.

The three of them had serious expressions on their faces, and from time to time they looked up at the closed door, with a hint of anxiety and uneasiness in their eyes.

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Suddenly, a crisp knock on the door broke the silence.

The black wolf stood up quickly as if he had been electrocuted.

He straightened his clothes first, then walked towards the door, and at the same time winked at Bao Ye and Xiao Bei, signaling them to stay calm.

The door slowly opened, revealing a tall, handsome young man.

Fang Cheng stood at the door, looking at everyone in the room with a scrutinizing gaze.

He was wearing ordinary sportswear and looked relaxed and at ease, yet he exuded an elusive aura.

Black Wolf spoke first, forcing a slightly awkward smile on his face:

"My friend, I am sorry to ask you to come here. I really have something to discuss with you. I hope you will do me the honor of coming in and talking."

Fang Cheng nodded slightly, and as the other party made an invitation gesture, he walked sideways into the room.

I was having breakfast in the hotel restaurant just now and met this middle-aged man who I had met twice before.

The two chatted briefly, and the other party spoke sincerely, saying that he had something very important to discuss with him in detail, which was said to involve some rare treasure that had flowed out of the ancient tomb in Xishan.

These words piqued Fang Cheng's interest. Since he had nothing important to do for the time being, he thought it would not hurt to listen.

So he went to the other party's room as agreed, wanting to find out what was going on.

After he took his seat, Black Wolf also sat back in his original position and coughed lightly to break the deadlock:

"Friend, a batch of antiques and cultural relics have recently flowed out of Xishan, and various forces are fighting for them. I'm sure you have heard about this matter?"

Seeing Fang Cheng nod, Black Wolf organized his words and continued:

"To be honest, we brothers originally wanted to get a piece of the action, and we set our sights on one of the Buddhist treasures called the 'Golden Benba Bottle'."

Hearing this name, Fang Cheng's eyes flickered slightly, but his face remained calm as he listened patiently.

"But we didn't expect that there were many other forces eyeing this treasure. After several attempts, we lost a lot of manpower."

Black Wolf paused, pulled down the corners of his mouth, and forced out a bitter smile, which deepened the wrinkles on his forehead.

"Now is a critical moment. We have invested a lot of resources in the early stage and the plan is well prepared. We are reluctant to give up, but we are short of manpower and it is difficult to continue. So we want to invite you, a friend, to join us in planning great things."

After saying this, he looked at Fang Cheng solemnly, revealing a hint of anticipation.

"Yes, this brother."

Bao Ye interrupted at the right time, slapped the coffee table with his fat palm, and the fat on his face trembled a few times:

"We are now in a dilemma. If we continue to attack, we will be in vain due to our lack of manpower. If we give up, all the efforts we have put in will be wasted. The key problem is that we lack a capable general."

"I heard that you are very skilled. A few days ago, the old wolf's leg was seriously injured, but you healed it in just a few moves. Also, in Misty Mountain, the group of Fire Bears were no match for you. You knocked them down with ease. I admire your skills from the bottom of my heart."

He talked a lot, not sparing any words of praise.

Xiao Bei also nodded, looking at Fang Cheng with sparkling eyes:

"Brother, I was the one who offended you in the elevator a few days ago. You are a magnanimous person, so don't take it personally. If you join us in this operation, our hopes will definitely increase greatly!"

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Fang Cheng like a spotlight, waiting for his reply.

After listening to them, Fang Cheng chuckled and did not respond to them immediately.

Instead, he leaned back slightly, against the back of the sofa, with a somewhat nonchalant look on his face.

After brewing his emotions for a moment, he slowly spoke:

"If it's just for an antique I've never seen before, there's no need for me to risk my life and get involved in this kind of thing, right?"

Heilang and Bao Ye were not surprised to hear this. They looked at each other and exchanged glances quickly.

Finally, the eloquent Bao Ye acted as a lobbyist:

"Brother, you probably don't know the true value of the Golden Bamba Bottle yet, right?"

Fang Cheng raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile:
"Is it for sale? Is it worth 100 million or 200 million?"

Bao Ye was slightly startled when he heard this, then his face was filled with smiles, and he waved his fat hand gently:

"Brother, you are underestimating the Golden Bamba Bottle. How can it be simply measured by the amount of money?"

"It is a treasure of Buddhism that has been lost for nearly two thousand years. Let's not talk about the historical and cultural significance behind it for now. Do you know what special role this treasure has for us extraordinary people?"

After asking several questions in succession, he kept the question in suspense, rolling his eyes around, observing the reaction on Fang Cheng's face.

Fang Cheng didn't say anything, but just crossed his arms and nodded his chin, motioning him to continue.

Seeing this, Master Bao cleared his throat and said in a loud voice:

"We, the aliens, have always been regarded as monsters by the outside world. Why?"

"It's because we can't control the tendency of our bodies to mutate. The more we use our abilities, the worse our mental state will become. Our bodies will develop all kinds of strange diseases, and in the end, we will become zombies and outright monsters!"

Having said this, he leaned forward slightly and his tone rose again.

“But with the Jinbamba bottle, it’s completely different.”

"In order to gain power, those lamas of the Tantric sect worship various guardian evil gods and practice foreign spells. According to common sense, they should have been punished by heaven long ago, but they were able to remain safe and sound. Do you know why?"

As he asked and answered his own questions, his eyes revealed an uncontrollable enthusiasm.

"Because every lineage of the Tantric Buddhism will enshrine a saint's relic to condense nectar and grant initiation and precepts. It not only has the effect of purifying the soul, but also can cleanse the body and eliminate the negative effects caused by excessive use of supernatural powers."

"Even some great monks can retain their soul consciousness through the relics of saints when they are on their deathbed and achieve the miracle of reincarnation."

"This sacred object is called the Golden Benba Bottle in Tantric Buddhism. It has always been regarded as a treasure of the religion and is kept secret."

"Of course, what they have is just a replica. This ancient artifact unearthed from Xishan is the first authentic golden Bamba bottle in history."

"Moreover, it is said that in this golden Benba bottle, there are relics formed by the death of the living Buddha, which contain the spiritual power left after the cremation of the flesh. As long as you absorb it, your strength will double!"

Having said that, Bao Ye paused, staring at Fang Cheng, trying to catch a hint of emotion on his face.

Seeing Fang Cheng's expression unchanged, he gave up helplessly, then slowed down his speech and said earnestly:
"Brother, I know you have concerns, but think about it, this opportunity is so rare, if you miss it, you will never meet it again."

"Right now we are in need of a capable helper like you. As long as you are willing to join us, you will certainly get a share of the benefits after the success."

Fang Cheng leaned back on the sofa, lowered his eyes slightly, and weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

The generous rewards described by Mr. Bao sounded tempting, but upon closer thought, they seemed a little off.

For example, this bottle is said to be able to curb physical mutations and cure mental illnesses, which is indeed a fatal attraction for ordinary people. But Fang Cheng is different from them. He has a unique panel. By practicing skills and mastering special abilities, he can greatly reduce the negative effects of superpowers.

So at this point, the advantage of the Jinbenba bottle was greatly reduced for him.

As for the function of reincarnation of the soul, this invisible and intangible thing, until the moment of death, no one knows whether it can really work.

There are also living Buddha relics hidden in the bottle that are said to be able to enhance one's abilities, which are indeed extraordinary treasures.

But if compared with the ancient remains he had in his hands, it seemed insignificant.

Under normal circumstances, the life energy contained in those ancient remains is enough for him to use for many years.

Therefore, this treasure, which is priceless in the eyes of others and is worth fighting for at all costs, is not that attractive to me.

I can only say it's disappointing.

The key point is that Fang Cheng also learned some inside information from Xu Sanduo, which made him more cautious about the Jin Benba bottle.

This precious Buddhist treasure involves too many conflicts of interest, especially the mysterious Tantric Buddhism and aristocratic families. If you are not careful, you may end up in trouble.

Although he is not afraid of fighting, he even desires to improve his skills and experience through fighting.

But in this complicated situation, there is really no need to wade into muddy water for a treasure that is not indispensable to you.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng shook his head slightly, having made a decision in his heart.

Just as he was about to politely refuse, Black Wolf suddenly spoke up, his eyes fixed on Fang Cheng:

"My friend, excuse me for asking, you are not from an aristocratic family, right?"

Fang Cheng was slightly startled, then nodded and asked:

"Whether I am from a noble family or not, does it have anything to do with you seeking cooperation with me?"

Black Wolf quickly waved his hands and explained:

"You misunderstood. I didn't doubt your identity. I wanted to tell you that there might be an extremely important secret hidden in the Jinbamba bottle."

When Fang Cheng heard this, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he waited quietly for Heilang to say next.

Black Wolf paused, then continued:

"Since the Golden Benba Bottle came out, the people competing for this treasure are mainly scattered people like us. The wealthy families have not shown much enthusiasm. Even the Lu family, who got this treasure, is planning to auction it. Do you know why?"

His eyes were burning and his voice was slightly low.

"The answer is simple, because they don't need to!"

"The family has a long history and profound heritage. They already have a special way to deal with physical mutations and mental illnesses."

"And for those children from aristocratic families, the only attraction of this Buddhist treasure may be the relics left inside it."

Hearing this, Fang Cheng's mind suddenly flashed back to what he had heard from the Smiling Devil before, regarding the origin of the so-called "monsters" in this world.

He has always been curious about what kind of mysterious power the noble families possessed that allowed them to successfully get rid of their monster identities and even sit at the top of society in a legitimate manner.

Black Wolf seemed to see through Fang Cheng's thoughts and asked again:
"You must be curious about how the family has been able to maintain its prosperity for hundreds of years, and how its members are not troubled by mutations?"

Seeing Fang Cheng was attracted by his words, he smiled slightly, and did not deliberately keep the secret like Bao Ye did, but directly told the reason:

"As far as I know, there are two main factors here."

"First, the family has an orderly inheritance and strong family cohesion. Generation after generation, they have actively engaged in official careers or business, gathering some elusive human luck to alleviate the problems caused by the use of supernatural powers."

"The second, and most important, point is that they possess a mysterious and special method."

When Black Wolf said this, he paused slightly, his eyes revealed yearning and awe, and his tone unconsciously became heavier.

"They were able to open up a unique secret realm in the spiritual world, and then gathered the strength of the entire clan to continuously expand and build this secret realm over generations."

"What's amazing is that the changes in this spiritual world, over time, can actually have a subtle impact on the real world. What's even more amazing is that through the continuation of bloodlines, the extraordinary abilities nurtured in the secret realm can be passed down from generation to generation, allowing the children of aristocratic families to stand at a higher starting point than others from the moment they are born."

"It is precisely because they have this unique inheritance secret realm as a support that they can use their extraordinary abilities safely, surpassing many extraordinary people and always staying at the top of society."

The black wolf was in high spirits, straightening his back slightly, his eyes flickering faintly.

“And the Jinbamba bottle may contain this secret.”

"In a sense, Tantra is another form of aristocratic family, except that what connects the members is not family and blood, but sect and faith."

"This secret is insignificant to the noble families, but for those of us at the bottom of society, it is an opportunity to change our fate."

"If we can explore the secrets, we will have the hope of establishing a new family in the future and completely get rid of our current predicament!"

After hearing these words, Fang Cheng frowned slightly and couldn't help but fall into deep thought, thinking about some things that happened to him.

Although Heilang, Baoye and Xiaobei, who were sitting opposite, did not say anything, their facial expressions showed tension and they stared at Fang Cheng without blinking.

The atmosphere in the room was so solemn that it seemed as if water could drip from it.

After a moment, Fang Cheng raised his eyes and asked a question:
"There is only one Golden Bamba Bottle. How should we divide it among the four of us?"

Bao Ye's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately replied:

"This Buddhist treasure has been buried underground for two thousand years and has become ownerless. Whoever can decipher the secret will control it, but other members will also have the right to use it. As for the other spoils, they will be distributed fairly according to the contributions."

Fang Cheng finally nodded and agreed to join.

However, the prerequisite is that you must have a certain say in the team.

At critical moments, all of them must obey his command. After all, the risks in the future are unpredictable, and they cannot put their own safety in the hands of others.

There is nothing wrong with Heilang and others.

With one more strong reinforcement, our chances of winning are even greater.

The tense mood in everyone's heart relaxed a little, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.

Black Wolf looked at Fang Cheng eagerly, and asked with a hint of intimacy:

"Brother, what should I call you from now on?"

Fang Cheng thought for a moment and said calmly:

"You can just call me White Ghost."

"White Ghost? What a great name!"

Black Wolf pondered for a moment, then praised.

Bao Ye and Xiao Bei also smiled and nodded slightly.

(End of this chapter)