Chapter 218: Chapter 35: Stage II of the Ghost Market_1

Canglan City.

The lord’s mansion.

Upon seeing Wang Ba gently descending from the sky, a bright smile quickly appeared on Lord Liu Yaodong’s face.

“Greetings to Senior Shen.”

Fear and respect filled his heart.

Recalling his past experiences when he was by his side, it was like reliving a grand dream.

A sense of indescribable strangeness permeated it.

During that time, he had been as though bewitched – he acted as per usual, but his thoughts were preoccupied with Senior Shen.

For this reason, upon seeing Wang Ba, Liu Yaodong felt a natural sense of awe.

Seeing Liu Yaodong again, however, Wang Ba didn’t have many thoughts.

He had implanted thoughts in his mind, did no harm to him, and even left him some Elixirs for the Qi Refining stage. As far as he was concerned, he could justify his actions to himself.

Nodding slightly, he asked:

“Where is Senior Brother Zhao?”

“Senior…after Senior Zhao returned a few days ago, he has been in seclusion in his cultivation room and has not yet come out.”

Liu Yaodong was stunned for a moment, then quickly answered.

A surge of shock certainly stirred his heart.

He never imagined that Senior Shen and Senior Zhao would be from the same sect.

No wonder they both seemed formidable.

He wondered what kind of sect produced such powerful individuals.

Wang Ba didn’t get anxious hearing Liu Yaodong’s response, he nodded and said:

“Let’s wait, then.”

He then said, “You mentioned previously that you know how to get to the second layer of the Linglong Ghost Market. I hope that’s true?”

“In response to Senior, it’s true indeed, but…”

Liu Yaodong reluctantly touched his throat, appearing to be in a quandary.

Wang Ba nodded in understanding, “I see, the Internal Demon Oath, right? No worries, just lead us in later.”

“Thank you for your understanding, Senior!”

Liu Yaodong immediately exuded a look of gratitude.

As Wang Ba waited, he took the time to cultivate a bit himself, and fed the little bird some milk.

Finally.

Half a day later.

Zhao Feng stepped out of the cultivation room, quickly sensed Wang Ba’s presence, and rushed over.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, Junior Brother.”

A gentle smile floated on Zhao Feng’s face, as though he had gained much from observing the Wu Monkey King’s Crossing Tribulation.

Wang Ba also noticed that with his advancement in cultivation, Zhao Feng, a Sword Cultivator, seemed increasingly gentle.

Like a sword kept in its sheath.

Yet, the moment he drew his sword, he was dazzlingly sharp as though he was an entirely different person.

“No rush, I just got here not long ago.”

Wang Ba responded with a smile.

The two didn’t linger, immediately requesting Liu Yaodong to lead the way to the second layer of the Linglong Ghost Market.

Along the way, mountains and rivers swiftly receded below them.

Occasionally encountering Cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage with profound, unfathomable auras, Wang Ba was not afraid at all.

He felt safer than ever before.

With solid support like Zhao Feng by his side, only if a Golden Core cultivator disregarded his dignity and made a move personally could he probably not hold them off. In Yan State, few would be able to stop the two of them.

He could rarely rely upon someone’s strong backing.

With Liu Yaodong’s guidance, they soon arrived at one of the branches of the Linglong Ghost Market.

After going through several procedures, they finally gained entry into the Linglong Ghost Market.

According to Zhu Jianyi, this was the first layer of the Linglong Ghost Market.

To get to the second layer, naturally, one would need to start from the first.

Liu Yaodong smoothly found the Market Manager in the first layer and explained his intentions.

“Would you be having the Internal Demon Oath signed?”

The Manager of the first layer of the Ghost Market, a middle-aged man, inquired.

Both Wang Ba and Zhao Feng nodded.

Zhao Feng had entered the Ghost Market while he was in Song State, so he had already signed it.

The middle-aged man nodded, “Both of you are Cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage, which meets the requirements to enter the second layer of the Ghost Market. Please secure this and follow me.”

“You don’t meet the requirements, stay behind.”

The middle-aged man said to Liu Yaodong.

Liu Yaodong was not surprised, although he looked at Wang Ba and Zhao Feng with some difficulty.

The two naturally would not make things difficult for him.

However, Wang Ba still emitted a Power of the Yin God and left it on Liu Yaodong’s body as a precaution.

The middle-aged man handed each of them a Market Entering Order, then led them to a Teleportation Array.

“Fellow Daoists, once you’re in, don’t fret. Look beneath your feet.”

The middle-aged man suddenly warned out of the blue.

The two were puzzled.

The middle-aged man didn’t seem to intend to explain.

This time, Wang Ba and the others didn’t need to adjust the Formation by themselves. The middle-aged man added Spirit Stones to the array patterns of the Teleportation Array.

Soon, Wang Ba and Zhao Feng vanished in the glow of the array.

When they opened their eyes again.

A scene of misty clouds greeted them.

In the dense fog, no physical object was visible.

Even their Spiritual Sense could only span around a few meters in radius.

Only beneath their feet, they barely made out a black path indicating a direction.

Wang Ba instantly understood the meaning of the words of the Manager of the first layer of the Ghost Market.

Both of them looked cautious and concealed their auras.

They then carefully followed the indicator below their feet and made their way through the fog.

Walking for an unknown period of time.

Finally, the fog thinned gradually, and the area detectable by their Spiritual Sense started to expand.

They quickly detected sounds of people talking, moving, shouting…

They glanced at each other and simultaneously quickened their steps.

Soon, a bustling and magnificent market came into view.

Countless cultivators bustled about on it.

Shopping, selling, peddling…

It felt like a mortal market square.

Somewhat less mundane, but much more fantastic and mysterious.

Interestingly, all the people seen walking around were Cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage, a sight seldom seen.