Could something momentous really be about to happen?
"By the way, my friend, do you remember Clerk Li from the Ghost Prison?"
"Of course I do!" Tang Changsheng had bought dozens of Ferocious Ghosts from him just over two months ago, and they were still confined in the Heavenly King Pagoda. He was hardly likely to forget.
Fang Xin suddenly lowered his voice. "Clerk Li contacted me privately. He wants to do a big deal with you. Are you interested?"
A big deal?
Tang Changsheng frowned slightly. He truly had no shortage of Yin Soldiers now. He had no idea how long it would take to Ritual Refinement all the ones already under his command. Why would he want to buy more?
Fang Xin read his expression at once. "You have Yin Soldiers, my friend, but would Ghost Craftsmen interest you?"
"Ghost Craftsmen?" Tang Changsheng's heart gave a leap. Hell yes, they would! Even in the underworld, specialists like that were in desperately short supply...
Seeing Tang Changsheng's expression change, Fang Xin smiled mysteriously. "The Ghost Prison has plenty of good things. Ghost Craftsmen are only the beginning. Would Battle Souls interest you, for instance?"
"He's gone mad. He even dares to sell Battle Souls?" Tang Changsheng was genuinely startled.
What sort of place was the Ghost Prison?
Someone else might not have understood how formidable the Ghost Prison was.
But Tang Changsheng was, after all, a disciple of the General's Temple, and he knew something of the Divine Way in his original world. In short, this world's Ghost Prison was roughly equivalent to the Eighteen Levels of Hell back home...
That alone said enough about what a perilous place it was!
Of course, before the Heaven and Earth Cataclysm, cultivators from great sects were said to have sent Immortal