Old Death Spirit

According to Dugu Bo, the mine was later purchased by a wealthy private buyer.

Later, the buyer built a small Underground City above the mine.

The Underground City has a long history and has changed hands many times. No matter what kind of purges it has undergone, it still exists and has spontaneously formed a social order.

Arriving at a dilapidated house, the guard saw Dugu Bo and said with a fawning expression, "Your Majesty, what brings you here? Shall I inform my elder brother and have him personally receive you?"

Dugu Bo's Martial Soul destined him to prefer these dark corners.

Furthermore, for many tasks that are inconvenient for individuals to do themselves, suitable candidates can be found here.

When they framed Qin Ming, it was Dugu Bo who found the person here.

Dugu Bo took out a cloak to avoid revealing his identity, and waved his hand, saying, "No need for that, I know the way."

The guards said no more and made way for them.

Wu Qi and his companion entered.

A long corridor came into view. At the end of the corridor, several strong men opened a large door and let the two of them in.

The Underground World was extremely dark, with almost no other light source except for the illumination Soul Tool at the top.

Dugu Bo transmitted his voice to him, saying, "Little fellow, not only can you trade items of dubious origin here, but there are also many shady dealings. As long as the price is right, someone can get it done for you."

Wu Qi asked curiously, "Is it possible to obtain Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone?"

Dugu Bo shrugged, saying irritably, "Don't get hung up on this. Most people here only provide information; they rarely do favors for outsiders. If you have information about Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, you can definitely sell it for a high price here."

As he spoke, he led the way.

"Come with me, there's an Old Death Spirit who might be able to help you."

The Old Death Spirit"that Dugu Bo mentioned was a Stall Owner in an unnamed shop.

The stall displayed some very old items, which would deter most customers from buying them at first glance.

Even curious customers, after examining it closely, are unlikely to buy it.

In any case, with Wu Qi's discerning eye, he couldn't see anything special about these things, or rather, these things weren't special at all.

"Old Ghoul, I've brought men."

Listening to Dugu Bo's words, Wu Qi felt inexplicably nauseous.

But upon closer inspection, the Stall Owner in front of him looked no different from a "dead" or a "ghost".

The other person's eyes were sunken and empty; their body was thin and withered, and the outline of bones could be clearly seen under their shriveled skin.

Upon hearing the sound, the Stall Owner turned around.

Even though he had lost his eyes, he still looked Wu Qi up and down.

Dugu Bo leaned close to Wu Qi's ear and whispered, "This old guy was originally Support-Type Spirit Master, but because of the special nature of his Martial Soul, he was ambushed and ended up like this."

Trust me, he has been a great help to you.

Wu Qi was skeptical.

The buffs provided by Support-Type Spirit Master are all time-limited.

Could it be that this old guy provides a very long-lasting buff, allowing him to receive it before the match and have it last until the end?

As the junior, he bowed respectfully to the other person, saying, "Greetings, senior. May I ask how you should be addressed?"

The Stall Owner suddenly smiled, "Just like that Old Poison, you can just call me that old Old Ghoul."

"I don't have many years left to live, and to meet such a capable young man before I die is enough to put my mind at ease."

Dugu Bo interrupted impatiently, "Alright, you Old Ghost, I heard you were going to die more than ten years ago, how come you still haven't died by now?"

"Stop beating around the bush. I know your capabilities. Tell me, how are you going to help the little guy?"

The Stall Owner chuckled, "For an Old Poison is indeed quite capable."

As he spoke, he placed his right hand aside and beckoned with his left, "Come here, put your hand here, let this old man see how you are."

Wu Qi's physical attributes, after being tempered by the Icefire Spring and the Soul Bone, are already stronger than those of Power Attack-Type Spirit Master of the same level.

The moment his palm touched her skin, the Stall Owner raised an eyebrow. "Such a strong physique is truly rare. Heh, and she's Agility Attack-Type Spirit Master."

He showed no intention of letting go, so Wu Qi could only respond with a smile while watching his expression change.

Suddenly, the Stall Owner looked up sharply, "You have the Azure Luan Spirit?"

"You can tell that?" Wu Qi was somewhat taken aback.

Dugu Bo chuckled, "Little fellow, I told you long ago that this old Old Ghost's abilities are extraordinary."

The Stall Owner shook his head. "I can't discern your Martial Soul; I was just asking casually. You have a certain scent on you, a scent that I both dislike and miss."

"What do you mean?" Wu Qi asked, puzzled.

Since arriving in Heaven Dou City, Dugu Bo has likely encountered the same things he has, so why doesn't the other party have them?

The Stall Owner didn't answer, but instead pulled a Letter from his pocket. "My Zhaozi saw something they shouldn't have seen. If you go to that place, then open this Letter."

"Even if you're curious and secretly open it behind my back, no words will appear inside. Only in that specific environment will it work."

Wu Qi took the letter, somewhat puzzled.

Dugu Bo laughed and cursed, "You Old Ghost, speak like a human being!"

The Stall Owner feigned innocence. "That should be the Fortuitous Opportunity for this little guy's future, Old Poison, you'd better not get involved."

Dugu Bo urged, "Stop with the nonsense, get to work!"

He knew some of the other person's early experiences, which might be of great help to Wu Qi in the future, but he should absolutely not be curious about them now.

After all, Fortuitous Opportunity arise at the right time.

Going there at the wrong time could very well lead to utter ruin.

The Stall Owner waved, gesturing for the two to enter the shop.

Dugu Bo pushed his wheelchair into the shop, then immediately drew the wooden curtain to prevent outsiders from discovering what was happening inside.

The Stall Owner owner smiled, as if he had eyes, and looked up at Wu Qi.

"Little one, I know you have many questions in your heart; when you actually get there, you will understand everything."

"As for the Old Poison master's request, let me ask you this: is the Soul Power Level more important, or the Soul Power Quality?"

"Parallelism," Wu Qi said casually. "High Soul Power Level but terrible Soul Power Quality is not conducive to prolonged combat and has a low margin for error in battle."

"Conversely, while possessing extremely high-quality Soul Power Quality does allow one to unleash Ultimate Soul Skill multiple times, it's not very meaningful and may even slow down the progress of Soul Power Level advancement."

The so-called Ultimate Soul Skill refers to the Soul Skill with the highest Soul Ring age at the current level of the Soul Master.

For example, a level 51 Soul King can only unleash their Fifth Soul Skill two or three times at most.

Some high-consumption Soul Skill can even drain nearly 90% of Soul Master's Soul Power in one go.

Of course, if it's a level 59 Soul King, then it's a different story.

In general, Soul Power Level and Soul Power Quality are usually linked together, meaning they are improved simultaneously.

If one only focuses on increasing their Soul Power Level, their foundation will be unstable.

Those who focus on refining the Soul Power Quality know that advancement is hopeless, but still want to do their best at their current level.