I smell very good.
Su Che looked suspiciously at the white-robed young man who was staring at him for a while.
Was I being teased?
"I'm so sorry, I've offended you so much."
The young man in white was a reasonable person; he clearly realized that he had spoken out of turn and bowed to Su Che and the shopkeeper to apologize.
"I'm the kind of person who likes things and just goes for it. Sorry, sorry."
You're still flirting with me.
Su Che realized what was happening and exclaimed, "Watch out for my Nine-Origin Soul-Swaying Secret Arrow..."
"What did you say?"
The shopkeeper flew into a rage. Although the Painted Skin Technique was a minor skill, it represented almost everything about this short, ghostly shopkeeper.
The white-robed young man saying his product was no good hurt him more than killing him.
"These Painted Skin from your shop look alright, but they're too craftsman-like," the white-robed young man commented, shaking his head.
"It's passable in the Central Land, but compared to the Painted Skin of the Rakshasa Sea and the Cloud-Stepping Pavilion, it lacks a unique charm."
The young man in white looked at the shopkeeper. "The selection displayed here is indeed dazzling, but what a pity, what a pity..."
He shook his head and pulled a scroll from his sleeve.
"This is a painting I bought from the Rakshasa Sea seven or eight years ago, and I gave it to the shopkeeper."
Rakshasa Sea.
The short, ghostly shopkeeper swallowed hard.
That was arguably the top merchant group in the Eastern Sea, no, the top merchant group in the world. They produced only forty or fifty Painted Skin each year, and each one was a masterpiece coveted by cultivators from all over the world.
The short-legged ghost shopkeeper, confined to a corner of the Yin-Yang Realm, had only heard of the Rakshasa Sea; how could he possibly have seen the real thing?
Seeing the scholar in white take out a scroll, his attitude immediately softened.
"This... this..."
He smiled humbly and said, "I can't accept that..."
"Ah, it's rare to meet a like-minded person here."
The scholar in white, quite generously, tossed the scroll directly into the hands of the short, ghostly shopkeeper.
"You still have room for improvement. If you study hard in the future, you might even surpass those people in the Rakshasa Sea."
"My friend, "Su Che looked at the white-robed young man and was momentarily at a loss for words.
Leaving aside the air of power and wealth, the inexplicable sense of familiarity is also not worth mentioning.
How did this arrogant and disdainful attitude develop?
"May I ask your surname, sir?"
As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Su Che and asked with a smile.
"No need for formalities, Zuo Lengchan."
Su Che offered his disguise without hesitation.
"Never heard of it."
The young man in white frowned and shook his head, but then immediately smiled and asked.
"Is the young master married?"
"This..."
"Never mind, they're just minor details." The young man in white said very sincerely, " Young Master Zuo, I felt an instant connection with you."
As he spoke, he took a jade ring off his wrist and placed it in Su Che's hand.
"I have other things to take care of, so I'll give this to you first and come back to you when I'm done here."
After saying that, he took a deep sniff, chuckled, patted Su Che on the shoulder, and then turned and left.
Su Che was left standing there, staring blankly at the jade ring in his hand.
Is this the benefit of selling one's looks?
He looked at the mutton-fat jade ring in his hand; it looked very valuable.
"The customs of your Yin-Yang Realm..." Su Che carefully chose his words, "Are indeed quite unrestrained."
Tai Gongchong shook his head. "He shouldn't be one of the people in this realm."
The cunning ghost messenger's face stiffened slightly. " Young Master Zuo, I have a feeling something big is about to happen..."
The young man in white walked onto the bustling main street of Five Aggregates City, while the Mùlián Mulian sat cross-legged on the ground with his hands clasped together.
The surrounding ghosts thronged around them, but none of them seemed to notice the two of them.
" Mùlián, you said you just sensed something, what did you gain?"
High Person Mùlián shook his head.
"I just sensed a familiar presence; the Nine-Page Golden Book might be nearby."
He wasn't telling the truth.
Mùlián had just sensed a trace of aura, the very essence of the Spirit Coffin Temple lineage.
This piqued his curiosity. Could it be that another highly accomplished figure from Buddhist School had already arrived in this Yin-Yang Dharma Domain?
"What are you doing now?"
Mùlián looked at the white-robed young man before her. "Young Master Yun, the greater good is at stake. We absolutely cannot afford any further complications at this time..."
"Nothing, I just saw a very interesting guy."
Yun Luo smiled and said, "At first I thought he was Dragon Clan, so I went over to take a look."
"Oh, which department is he in?"
"Neither, he's just a very interesting person."
Yun Luo stood with her hands behind her back.
How are things going on your end?
"With Young Master Yun's assistance, everything is settled on my end."
Mùlián let out a long sigh and said, "Let's see how the Yin-Yang Dharma King responds."
" The Yin-Yang Dharma King created the Nine Nether Reincarnation Art, which is why he, with Fourth Grade body, can maintain his clarity and prolong his Ghost Lifespan through continuous reincarnation."
Yun Luo looked at Mùlián and said, "The foundation of this Nine Nether Reincarnation Art is the Yin-Yang Realm. The Venerable One directly attacked the Yin-Yang Realm, forcing it to reveal itself, which can be described as cutting off its fuel supply."
"Namo Buddha," High Person Mùlián, looking at the surrounding city, "This world has its own laws and regulations, a very strict system. It's difficult."
"I've heard my father say that this Yin-Yang Dharma Domain doesn't seem to have originated from the Yin-Yang Dharma King."
"The Dragon Lord's vision and knowledge are admirable. Creating one's own realm is the most superior Divine Ability in the world, and anyone who can accomplish this is undoubtedly a top-tier expert."
High Person Mùlián said to Yun Luo, "I also heard the Buddha Ancestor Jingming Wugou say in Spirit Coffin Temple that this Yin-Yang Realm originally came from the Black Emperor, one of the Five Directions and Five Emperors of the Five Directions."
" The Five Directions and Five Emperors!" Yun Luo exclaimed in shock, " The Yin-Yang Dharma King is actually a remnant of them?"
"Back then, the Mystic Gate planned to establish Heavenly Court to rule over the four directions. Although the plan failed, it still left a lasting impact. Moreover, the idea of establishing Heavenly Court was indeed ambitious. Even though the Five Directions and Five Emperors failed back then, there are still many in the Mystic Gate today who want to replicate their actions."
High Person Mùlián continued, "For example, aren't the Yellow Heaven Sect and Divine Empyrean sects still unable to forget each other?"
"I heard that Yellow Heaven Sect and his group seem to be..."
"Master Yellow Heaven Sect has already led his elite forces across the Void to besiege the Great Force Fearless Demon King deep within the outer realms," Mùlián said, looking at the Dragon Girl. " The Divine Firmament Sect has also deployed all its elite forces; otherwise, this humble monk would not have come to this Yin-Yang Realm."
High Person Mùlián spoke, she took out a small crystal bottle from her sleeve. The bottle was crystal clear and looked like ice.
Inside this clean bottle, there is a drop of viscous liquid, no bigger than a fingertip, with facial features floating on its surface. It seems to be alive, constantly bumping against the bottle wall.
Mùlián chanted an incantation and removed the yellow seal that was covering the mouth of the vase.
The viscous liquid transformed into a faint black mist that dissipated into the drizzle in the Yin-Yang Realm.