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Upon hearing the words “Ghost Market” from Ke Qian, Ye Cha paused, then quickly recalled the four female cultivators he had met at the inn. They had secretly snuck out of their sect specifically to visit the Ghost Market.
Now, with Ke Qian also mentioning it, Ye Cha realized that despite the inherent dangers, he had no choice but to make the trip.
His apprehension about the Ghost Market stemmed from the master of those four female cultivators. She had only been willing to take her eldest disciple, refusing to bring the others.
Beyond any favoritism, it strongly suggested an inability to protect so many disciples from harm within the Ghost Market.
If Ke Qian hadn’t been injured, Ye Cha wouldn’t have harbored so many concerns.
But…
Seeing Ke Qian’s pale face, Ye Cha sighed inwardly with resignation. He reaffirmed his resolve: in the future, when seeking a powerful patron, only a sect master would suffice. No other woman would even be considered.
‘Shen Ruotong, for instance, would serve as the perfect benchmark.’
“The Ghost Market appears once a year. After entering with a mask, there’s a significant chance of acquiring rare treasures. Of course, one might also be swindled. It all depends on having keen eyes to discern the genuine from the fake.”
“Is that so…”
“Even though many in the cultivation world are curious, no one knows who organizes the Ghost Market. Both righteous and demonic cultivators can enter to choose desired items.”
“Because appearances and aura are concealed, many thieves from the cultivation world gather there annually to offload items that are otherwise difficult to sell.”
Observing Ye Cha’s unfamiliarity with the Ghost Market, Ke Qian suppressed the urge to cough, then provided him with a detailed explanation, giving him a general understanding.
‘Though I haven’t eaten pork, I’ve certainly seen pigs run!’
Before transmigrating, Ye Cha had read several cultivation novels and possessed some knowledge of places like the Ghost Market. He was merely uncertain if the cultivation world he now inhabited was identical to those in the stories.
After all, since his transmigration, Ye Cha had encountered many things that differed from what he’d read.
This only proved that reality and imagination, in the end, held significant discrepancies.
“Since that’s the case, let’s depart quickly. The sooner we obtain the pills, the sooner we can rest easy.”
With his questions about the Ghost Market resolved, Ye Cha no longer hesitated, immediately making up his mind.
Without Ke Qian to guide him to the Violet Cloud Sect, he would surely never arrive. If Shen Ruotong hadn’t issued a bounty for the Heavenly Net Body, Ye Cha might have considered returning.
However, reality was cruel. As long as Ye Cha returned, the moment Shen Ruotong came back from the Land of Falling Snow would be the moment his head fell from his shoulders.
Thus, Ye Cha could only press forward; there was no path for retreat.
Indeed, there was no road back.
“Mm, alright.”
Though Ke Qian was the strongest cultivator in their group, hearing Ye Cha give commands now didn’t bother her. Instead, a sweet sensation continuously swirled in her heart.
Upon realizing she had invested too much emotion in Ye Cha, Ke Qian wanted to rein it in, to pull back from the precipice. Yet, Ye Cha was like the fiercest poison; once touched, one became addicted.
There was no cure.
So, Ke Qian had stopped struggling and simply surrendered. Her feelings for Ye Cha were pleasant, after all. What harm could there be in truly taking him as her own?
At most, she would simply treat Ye Cha better from now on. He would be her man, Ke Qian’s man.
Lost in these thoughts, Ke Qian’s gaze softened further as she looked at Ye Cha. However, recalling the journey ahead, she promptly retrieved a pill from her Sumeru Ring, allowing her pale complexion to quickly return to normal.
Yet, this was merely a superficial illusion. When Ke Qian stood up, her body still swayed violently.
‘It seems it’s just for show.’
Nevertheless, Ke Qian’s Nascent Soul cultivation, simply by releasing her aura, was enough to deter many.
‘As long as we don’t encounter any tough opponents…’
While Ye Cha’s standard for a powerful patron remained Shen Ruotong, achieving Nascent Soul cultivation in the cultivation world was already considered quite remarkable.
Such cultivators were rarely encountered, with most being at the Foundation Establishment or Golden Core stages.
Therefore, considering it was just a small Ghost Market, Ye Cha didn’t anticipate many Nascent Soul cultivators wandering around, so he didn’t worry too much.
Besides, even if he worried, it wouldn’t change anything.
For now, he could only take things one step at a time.
****
“My King, did you really let her escape like that?”
Above the waterfall, Bai Ling, cradling a scorpion egg, scowled as she gazed down at the empty water. Her mood was utterly foul!
Though the scorpion egg was hers, she had allowed that damned human woman to escape!
‘Damn it!’
If the King hadn’t restrained her, Bai Ling would have leaped down, hunted that hateful purple-clad woman, and tortured her to death to quench the hatred in her heart!
“Do you truly wish to pursue her, Bai Ling? While your medical skills are among the best in the demon race, your cultivation is not high. Always prioritize your own safety.”
“Yes, this subordinate will be more careful in the future.”
Listening to the Demon King’s words, Bai Ling, despite her reluctance, could only obediently respond. However, she secretly vowed that the next time she met the purple-clad female cultivator, she would kill her!
“You’ve been with me for quite some time, haven’t you noticed that the human cultivator was merely a clone? There would be no benefit in killing her.”
Bai Ling was not adept at concealing her inner thoughts, her expressions revealing everything. Seeing this, Chiling finally offered an explanation with a helpless sigh.
Ten years had passed since the demon race’s upheaval, and Chiling’s companions had changed repeatedly. Bai Ling was the one who had stayed the longest.
Though Bai Ling often caused trouble, these were not major issues for Chiling. Being straightforward was always better than being full of schemes.
“Ah? It was a clone!”
“Likely a Ghost Cultivator.”
At the mention of “Ghost Cultivator,” the astonished Bai Ling’s shock finally subsided. So it was a mysterious and unpredictable Ghost Cultivator; then it made sense. Who in the cultivation world didn’t know how troublesome a Ghost Cultivator’s secret arts could be?
Especially powerful Ghost Cultivators, they were incredibly thorny to deal with. In that case, the next time she saw the purple-clad woman, she would just beat her up!
The possibility of killing her was slim. Even with the King’s suppressive power, the purple-clad woman had managed to escape using a secret art, proving just how formidable she was!
“My King, now that the scorpion egg is in hand, we should return.”
“No rush. I hear there’s a Ghost Market opening nearby tonight. Let’s go take a look.”
Listening to Bai Ling’s suggestion to return, Chiling shook his head, disagreeing. As he spoke, he suddenly recalled, for some unknown reason, the human cultivator wearing a bamboo hat in the cave.
Though a white veil obscured their face, their scent lingered vividly in his memory. It was the first time Chiling had encountered such a fragrant aroma, one that made the blood in his demonic veins stir and boil.
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