Sitting in the cabin, Chen Miao lifted a corner of the covered boat's curtain and looked outside.
The boat did not return toward the bridge they had come from. Instead, it continued forward along the stream.
From the occasional glances cast their way by people on the roads along both banks, Chen Miao could tell that they were not concealed at the moment.
After they had traveled more than a hundred meters across the water, another bridge arch appeared, and Chen Miao focused his attention.
The covered boat entered the bridge arch. Once its hull was completely shrouded in shadow, it turned.
After making a ninety-degree turn on the spot, the boat slipped into the shadows on one side.
Chen Miao could still see the light and pedestrians outside the arch on either side, but soon the boat suddenly tilted downward, and the entire vessel began descending at an angle.
At the same time, darkness swallowed both sides.
Chen Miao lowered the curtain and sat in the cabin, feeling the boat change direction.
They seemed to be spiraling downward into some place.
"Have you never been to Star Ruins before?"
Kong Yue suddenly spoke.
Chen Miao came back to himself and replied, "I never had the means."
Kong Yue nodded slightly.
"Actually, aside from their unusual methods of entry and exit, the three major ghost markets in Cangzhou Prefecture are much like ordinary markets inside."
"And the Demon-Suppressing Bureau in Cangzhou Prefecture's capital is still a powerful deterrent, so few yin cultivators dare cause trouble in the ghost markets."
At that, Chen Miao's heart gave a jolt.
"In that case, why send patrols? Wouldn't guarding the entrances and exits be enough?"
Kong Yue shook her head.
"The patrols aren't really there to deal with people who dare challenge the Demon-Suppressing