The innkeeper handed over a jar of fine wine. "Young sir, you came all the way to the Ghost Domain. Could it be just to catch a glimpse of the Ghost King?"
"More or less." Li Xuanxiao nodded.
Mocking laughter rose from all around.
"Kid, seeing the Ghost King isn't so easy. The Ghost Domain has rules: if you want to see the Ghost King, you need to win a Supreme Token in the dueling arena. Do you know how much weight a Supreme Token carries?
For all these years, no one in the Ghost Domain has ever obtained a Supreme Token, and no one has seen the Ghost King again."
Li Xuanxiao narrowed his eyes slightly and lifted his wine cup.
"Oh? No one has seen the Ghost King for many years? Could it be that this Ghost King... is already dead?"
The instant those words fell, the inn went silent.
Everyone turned their eyes toward Li Xuanxiao.
Yet Li Xuanxiao did not care in the slightest and simply continued drinking.
"Young sir, you mustn't speak such nonsense. Be careful, or you may lose your life~"
The innkeeper walked over and lightly pressed a finger to Li Xuanxiao's shoulder.
"The Ghost King is making his rounds! The Ghost King is making his rounds!!"
At that moment, cries exploded through the streets, accompanied by deafening gongs and drums, as though they meant to rouse the entire Ghost Domain.
The people in the streets hurriedly moved to the roadside. Quite a few crowded into the street, wanting to witness the legendary Ghost King's bearing for themselves.
The road was packed shoulder to shoulder, heads bobbing like waves, and everyone's gaze was drawn to the sedan carried by nine ferocious beasts.
The sedan was pitch-black from top to bottom, exuding an aura