"I never imagined such a place existed in this world!" Wuluo followed Luo Yunji's gaze and looked into the distance.
"You must have been around back then, right?" Hearing the voice, Luo Yunji came back to himself. He reached for the Treasure Umbrella leaning against the head of the bed. "Everyone, come out and take a look!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, shadows instantly filled the area around them.
Countless shadows crowded around the Golden Bed. Seated on it, Luo Yunji watched them emerge and stare wide-eyed at their surroundings, and his eyes crinkled with delight.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Luo Yunji opened the umbrella and set it on the Golden Bed. "Wuluo said he's never seen this place before. I figured you hadn't either, so I thought I'd let you come out and see it."
The shadows nodded one after another. They hadn't seen a sight like this before, but more than that, they were sincerely grateful that Luo Yunji had thought of them.
"Seems like no one's been here in a long time! Let's liven the place up!" Luo Yunji beamed at the Soul Spirits.
"Let's open the Ghost Market in this uninhabited place! From now on, deep in the Dead Swamp, alongside this giant tree, our ethereal Ghost Market will become part of the legend!" Luo Yunji had already made up his mind. He'd have Fourth Senior Brother paint everything here, then take the pictures back to the Imperial City to show Liao Xing and the others. They'd be green with envy!
Wu Dayi and the others suddenly noticed the crowd of shadows had grown. After a brief moment of surprise, they spotted Luo Yunji among the spirits.
"You're awake!" Wu Dayi finally relaxed. As Luo Yunji walked over, he nudged the pastries beside