Chapter 53: Nanlinghe-Picking Up a Lot
Fengdu Imperial City.
Within the magnificent and solemn Hall of Equality, numerous talented individuals gathered. Heroes and heroes from every continent, brilliant monks and scholars, and enigmatic shamans and spirits gathered together, creating a vibrant atmosphere filled with tension and anticipation.
In the crowd, people in various costumes talked to each other, sharing their stories and horrifying horrors they had seen. Laughter and exclamations were heard everywhere.
Outside the elegant rooms of the high-rise buildings in the distance, there is a colorful mist everywhere, and the dreamy light spreads down, making people unconsciously fall into deep intoxication and forget all the worries in their hearts.
Even the usually awe-inspiring judge couldn't help but reveal a hint of awe when he saw the mysterious, elegant room in the high-rise building. Only a true immortal in heaven could create such a vision. This spectacle of ghost officials in the underworld had also attracted immortals to stop and watch.
In the area allocated to Guangwang Palace, Xie Xinyu entered together with the head of the Xie family, sat in his seat, and looked around.
Whether it was those inhuman ghosts or the immortals who never showed up, they all aroused her lingering curiosity. In front of those wonders that were rarely seen in daily life, even she, who considered herself knowledgeable, was like a baby who had never seen the world.
After waiting for a long time, the event still hadn't begun. She could no longer suppress her restlessness and complained, "When exactly does the Ghost Messenger Event start? We've been waiting here for several hours, haven't we?"
Beside her, the pale and eerie Xie Bian replied calmly, "Without the Demon Palace Master coming, we can't start even if the other Palace Masters are here."
Xie Xinyu snorted, "That Demon Palace Master is so grand, she even has the Nine Yama Palaces waiting for her. Who is she?"
Xie Bian shook his head. "The Lord of the Demonic Palace has reached the Nine-Revolution Immortal Realm. Her strength surpasses even that of Meng Po, who guards the Well of Samsara. She is one of the most powerful beings in the world. She single-handedly suppressed the Soul Devouring Abyss and imprisoned billions of evil spirits. The Underworld recognizes her as a very likely candidate for the next Underworld Emperor."
Upon hearing this, Xie Xinyu's mouth dropped open. "She's already reached the Ninth Realm? Doesn't that mean she's even more powerful than the Lord of the Equality Hall who set up the Equality Formation?"
Xie Bian glanced at her and sneered at her ignorance. "Not only the Lord of Pingdeng Palace, but even if the other nine Yama Palaces were combined, they would probably not be her match. The Lord of Guangwang Palace is a true dragon, but in her eyes, he is no different from a reptile on the ground. You don't even understand the meaning of the Nine Transformations of the Immortal. I'm beginning to doubt whether bringing you to Pingdeng Palace was the right decision. You are the most talented ghost messenger of this generation in the Xie family. Don't ask me such stupid questions again."
Xie Xinyu didn't dare ask any more questions and lowered her head. Being reprimanded by the patriarch had inevitably left her feeling a bit down. Regardless, she had finally entered the Equal Hall. Thinking of Nan Linghe, Guicha Jie, and the others still outside, she felt a sense of peace.
Some ghost messengers toiled for centuries, only to be forced to wander outside the Equal Hall, never qualified to enter and share a room with the other hall masters and ghost immortals. In comparison, even if she was scolded by the head of the family, she seemed much luckier.
Outside the Pingdeng Hall, Hua Xiaomei led Nan Linghe and a confused Lu Xi, strolling around the ghost gathering, hoping to find a good martial arts book.
Arriving in front of a stall, Hua Xiaomei took a few glances and quickly selected her favorite target. Her eyes lit up:
"Green Spirit Flame... This technique looks quite impressive. It concentrates the power of the soul, igniting ghostly fire to burn the enemy. At the advanced stage, raising a palm can turn the front into a sea of fire. Although it is a technique of the Ghost Immortal Path, it has the subtle charm of the Heavenly Immortal Path in manipulating the power of the five elements. Its power should not be underestimated."
Thinking of this, Hua Xiaomei immediately said to the stall owner: "I want this martial arts manual."
The stall owner replied: "Exchange it for a technique of the same level."
Hua Xiaomei pulled out a tome with a red cover and said, "This is a low-grade Earth-level technique called the Elephant Turtle Hand. Is this enough for your high-grade Human-level Azure Spirit Flame?"
The stall owner waved his hands repeatedly. "Turtle Hand? Just from the name, you know it's a technique for the Earthly Immortal Way. I don't want a technique for the Earthly Immortal Way. Aside from the ghost messengers in the Western Beast Hall, which ghost messenger practices the Earthly Immortal Way now? Living creatures who practice the Earthly Immortal Way can gain eternal vitality and a long lifespan. Ghosts transcend the limitations of lifespan, but practicing the Earthly Immortal Way is purely asking for trouble. Given the value of your technique, even a lower-grade human-grade one wouldn't be enough."
After hearing what the stall owner said, Hua Xiaomei knew she was in the wrong and had to take out another martial arts manual with a purple cover: "What about this one? Look carefully, this is a mid-grade earth-level martial arts manual, even more advanced than the previous one!"
The stall owner casually glanced through it and said, "Hundred Refinements Body? This is a technique for the path of human immortality... The effect does seem quite good. If I exchange it for the Green Spirit Flame, it would be barely enough."
Hua Xiaomei argued, "What do you mean by 'barely enough'? The value of the Hundred Refined Body is much higher than the Azure Spirit Flame, okay? Even if a mid-grade Earth-rank technique were placed in the underworld, it would be worth at least hundreds of thousands of Yin De, right? You should be the one making up the difference!"
The stall owner was a little embarrassed. The effect of this Hundred Refined Body was very strong. Even among the mid-level earth-grade ones, it was a rare existence. He didn't want to miss it, so he had to say:
"The cultivation techniques of the human immortal path are not popular in the underworld, so the price is inevitably lower. I don't have much good karma left, so if that doesn't work, you can just pick up a lower-grade cultivation technique from the stalls. I'll consider it a bonus for you."
"Low-grade human-level skills..." Hua Xiaomei tutted her lips. Seeing Nan Linghe standing idly by, she suggested, "Low-grade human-level skills have very limited power. They're not even as powerful as the Soul-Breaking Arrows that every Ghost Messenger must have. Nan Linghe, just pick any skill you like."
Nan Linghe nodded and picked up a set of exercises with a green cover.
Hua Xiaomei took it and looked at it, and couldn't help but frowned: "Hand of the Underworld? It turns the arm into mist, and after it is fully developed, it reduces the damage to the arm? What kind of rubbish is this?"
Seeing the effect of the Netherworld Hand, Hua Xiaomei almost wanted to curse.
Not to mention who would spend more than ten or twenty years to practice this low-grade human-level technique to perfection, the effect after perfection is just to reduce damage, and it only reduces the damage to the arm. This alone is enough to make it destined to have no appeal, and no ghost messenger would practice it.
Nan Linghe said timidly: "Sister Mei, I was wrong, let's change the book..."
Hua Xiaomei waved her hands helplessly: "Forget it, all low-grade human-level skills are like this. The name sounds impressive, but in reality, it's completely useless. Practicing it is just a waste of time. However, since you chose this Netherworld Hand, I, Hua Xiaomei, will not go back on my word. Let's take this one."
After exchanging skills with the stall owner, the two continued to stroll around the market. Suddenly, they felt a darkness in front of their eyes. A huge shadow was cast down from the end of the sky, and a majestic aura suppressed them.
"That is..."
Hua Xiaomei's face trembled greatly. She looked up and saw a terrifying demon dragon hovering in the sky. The demon dragon was a thousand feet long and had nine heads. Each head had shining scales and looked extremely powerful. Its golden-red eyes revealed an overwhelming pressure that looked down on everything.
Without the suppression of the Equality Formation, facing the terrifying pressure of the Immortal Realm is enough to make people's hearts and minds tremble. In an instant, all the souls in Fengdu Imperial City were unable to move. Facing the terrifying dragon was like looking directly at death itself.
A few sharp-eyed ghost messengers spotted the nine-headed dragon pulling a magnificent golden carriage. This discovery left everyone speechless with shock. Such a majestic dragon was merely a divine beast pulling the carriage. Just who was the owner of the carriage?
As a cold announcement resounded throughout the imperial city, everyone finally knew the identity of the mysterious figure.
"Palace Master Mo Luo has arrived!"