Several days later!
The Tianyuan World, Ghost Ridge Palace's Black Market.
Inside a low house, Su Jie stepped out of an ancient mirror and swiftly released a Scouting Dragonfly from his sleeve.
Buzz, buzz!
The Scouting Dragonfly flew out of the house and circled above the nearby buildings.
"Is no one here anymore?"
Su Jie raised an eyebrow. Then again, it made sense. The disciples hunting him must have assumed he had fled from somewhere else. They would never lie in wait at the same spot for two months. That wasn't perseverance—it meant there was something wrong with their heads.
Su Jie took a mask from his storage pouch and put it on. After pulling up his hood, he stepped out of the house and onto the Black Market's streets.
Two months had passed, and the Black Market was even more desolate than when Su Jie had left.
The disciples on the road were few and far between, most of them wearing gloomy expressions.
"The Strange Ghost incident still hasn't been resolved?"
Su Jie pondered this as he walked. After a dozen minutes, he arrived before the entrance tower of Taixu Pavilion.
There was only one person Su Jie knew in the Black Market. If he wanted to learn what had happened in Ghost Ridge Palace during this period, this was the only place he could come.
Su Jie entered Taixu Pavilion and saw a woman arranging talismans inside the hall.
Hearing his footsteps, the woman hurriedly turned around. She had a high, elegant nose, lips red as fire, and peach-blossom eyes. Her plump figure had been tempered by the passing years, and the seductive charm unique to a mature woman was enough to leave one's mouth dry.
"Fellow Daoist, may I ask if you need to purchase talismans or