Rumor has it that the Ping Clan Leader and Ping Xingyu were seriously injured, and now it seems their injuries must be severe. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have postponed their plans to attack the Fu Family.
Furthermore.
The Ping Family’s Second Elder, Ping Xingfei, hasn’t shown up for years.
Based on the intelligence gathered by spies.
It’s likely that Ping Xingfei has already perished.
The Ping Family is no longer as strong as it once was and is clearly at a disadvantage among the three families’ alliance. It’s no longer the leader, and now there’s less politeness towards Ping Xingliu.
Ping Xingliu sensed the change in their attitude, feeling slightly annoyed but realized that the situation was beyond his control, so he held back and said nothing more.
The three of them arrived at Ghostly Wail Ridge.
They waited for a while.
From the west, three streaks of rainbow light swiftly approached, and as the rainbow light dissipated, it revealed three Foundation Establishnt Elders from the Cloud Soaring Tribe and the Celestial Yang Tribe.
The atmosphere on the scene suddenly beca tense.
However.
This ti, everyone’s goal was to enter the Ghost Market.
Therefore, they rely snorted coldly.
There was no intention to start a battle.
After a while.
Unexpectedly, another streak of rainbow light appeared from the north. As the rainbow light dissipated, the figure of a young man flashed into sight:
"Fu Changsheng!"
Ping Xingliu squinted his eyes, and his heart surged with overwhelming rage.
He had been troubled by not finding an opportunity to avenge his second and third brothers, and now this beast had walked right into it, which was great.
Imdiately, he quickly transmitted a ssage to Cao Renshan and Hee Mingdian:
"Gentlen, it seems we can advance our plan to attack the Fu Family. As long as we kill this little beast Fu Changsheng, the Fu Family will be nothing more than a crumbling wall."
Cao Renshan laughed quietly as well.
He didn’t expect Fu Changsheng to be so bold, daring to co to the Ghost Market alone.
However.
He cast a wary glance at the three tribesn on the other side but restrained himself:
"Younger Brother Ping, now is not a good ti to act."
"Brother Cao is absolutely right. Once we enter the Ghost Market, I’ll keep an eye on Fu Changsheng. After we leave and are separated from those tribespeople, we can join forces. How about it?"
"Very well!"
All three were in great spirits.
Who would’ve thought that a trip to the Ghost Market today could lead to such a great contribution to their clan.
...
Fu Changsheng glanced at the six people on the east and west sides without any sign of shock on his face.
Just as the intelligence had revealed.
Fortunately.
After refreshing the relevant intelligence, he shared the Ghost Market information with Lin Tianfu and his wife, who, knowing of such a fine opportunity, readily agreed to join the assembly.
After a while.
Two streaks of red light swiftly approached from the south.
As the rainbow light dissipated.
It was indeed Lin Tianfu and his wife.
From a distance, Lin Tianfu cupped his hands towards Fu Changsheng:
"Younger Brother Fu, sorry, the clan’s miscellaneous affairs delayed , so I arrived late."
"Brother Lin, you’re too polite. The Ghost Market’s Barrier hasn’t opened yet; we still have ti."
Fu Changsheng greeted him with a smiling face.
The three of them chatted happily like old friends, which was an especially annoying sight for Ping Xingliu and his companions.
Ping Xingliu was utterly infuriated:
"I heard it was Lin Tianfu, that bumpkin, who vouched for the Fu Family. Fu Changsheng isn’t foolish, knowing to bring reinforcents. Brother Hee, Brother Cao, it seems we’ll have to let go of the plan to ambush Fu Changsheng."
The Patriarch, before going into seclusion.
Repeatedly emphasized that less trouble was better than more.
Now they were three against three.
Ping Xingliu didn’t want to cause any additional issues.
Cao Renshan, however, scoffed:
"Younger Brother Ping, your Ping Family is known for daring to fight and kill, and these three with Lin Tianfu are rely Early Stage of Foundation Establishnt. We are all in the Middle Stage and have been at Foundation Establishnt for decades longer. What, are you afraid to fight one-on-one? If you’re truly timid, then Brother Cao and I will handle Lin Tianfu and his wife, leaving that little brat Fu Changsheng to you. Such a good opportunity, if missed, you’ll never have it again. I’ve heard that the wench Shangguan Hongyu is about to station in Celestial Dragon City, and once she shelters the Fu Family, it will be near impossible to act against them."
Hee Mingdian chid in to fan the flas.
Ping Xingliu pondered for a mont.
He had Fifth-Layer Foundation Establishnt cultivation, two levels higher than Fu Changsheng, so a one-on-one shouldn’t be difficult.
He gritted his teeth:
"Alright."
"That’s the spirit, Younger Brother Ping!"
Hee Mingdian and Cao Renshan laughed heartily.
....
Everyone waited another half an hour.
The night was deep.
Suddenly.
The once bright moon was swiftly covered by clouds.
The surroundings beca pitch dark.
At this mont.
A faint sobbing sound ca from Ghostly Wail Ridge, and after a while, there seed to be a woman singing an opera. Accompanied by the haunting operatic tones, there was a buzzing sound from the ground at Ghostly Wail Ridge, and a mass of Yin Spirit Qi surged out, curling back midair and forming the Barrier Gate above Ghostly Wail Ridge.
A bright white lantern hung above the Barrier Gate.
The three parties exchanged glances.
The three tribesn waved their sleeves, and three Middle-Grade Spirit Stones fell into the white lantern. Their bodies shimred into a white light, disappearing into the Barrier Gate.
Cao Renshan’s group of three stood unmoving.
They were evidently afraid Fu Changsheng would run away midway. Once Fu Changsheng and Lin Tianfu with his wife entered the Barrier Gate, the three of them then shimred and entered as well. However, just as the Barrier Gate was about to close, a shadow slipped into the darkness and entered the barrier.
The Barrier Gate shimred slightly and then disappeared.
.....
Fu Changsheng felt a brief dizziness, then a glaring red light filled his vision.
As he steadied himself.
He saw shops made of bones standing on both sides of the street, each with lanterns ford by hollowed heads, with fiery red wicks inside that were actually malevolent ghosts emanating a dim red glow.
The red glow extended all around.
The entire Ghost Market was enveloped in a crimson hue.
Unlike conventional marketplaces.
There were no shouting vendors in the Ghost Market’s shops, only the wailing lantations of malevolent spirits.
Moreover.
The shops had no shopkeepers or errand boys.
All goods were marked with the required number of Spirit Stones, none of which were identical, and a Treasure Basin was placed on the counter.
After stabilizing himself.
Fu Changsheng did not rush in to investigate.
Instead, he moved his thoughts:
"Exchange intelligence."
Buzz!
The panel trembled.
A multitude of yellow light surged.
Imdiately, lines of text appeared:
[1: On the second floor of the third shop on the west, Soul Condensing Incense is available for sale. You can exchange four thousand Spirit Stones for one stick]
[2: .....]
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