Unfortunately, he did not dare.
Before entering the market, Zhu Yu had noticed nothing. Once inside, however, he discovered that the entire town lay beneath the Weird Domain of some powerful ghost.
"At least third-order—"
Zhu Yu looked up at the sky. Within his divine sense, a colossal presence faintly lurked deep in the churning clouds. Fine threads fell like rain, tethered to the ghosts in the market.
"It feeds on ghosts—"
After one long look, he withdrew his gaze, checked how quickly the ghost power inside him was draining, and nodded slightly.
This unknown ghost certainly knew how to run a business.
Taking himself as an example, spending a day in the market would cost him roughly one percent of his cultivation.
That seemed like a lot.
But compared with being devoured down to the last scrap, it was already quite merciful.
Zhu Yu took the two dazed Big-Headed Boys around the market and discovered quite a few good things: Golden Toad Ghosts whose bellies could store objects, Green Gadfly Ghosts that could travel a hundred li in an instant, ghosts selling their own flesh and ghost power, and plants, jade stones, bones, and other things imbued with eerie powers—
The methods of trade were bewilderingly varied.
But only two currencies circulated in the market.
One was the ghost crystals produced by ghosts, which could directly increase strength when refined. The other was the blood coins produced by humans. Round outside with a square hole, they bore longevity patterns on their backs and were also called longevity coins. Ghosts could likewise refine them to increase their strength.
He inspected everything in turn.
Many of the goods would have made even Zhu Yu's original body drool with envy. But with his purse empty, and without the courage to actually slaughter