Chapter 599: Chapter 417: Even three Ghost Immortals aren’t enough for me to eat! _2
The chubby guy wearing a white nightwalker’s outfit held a fist salute towards Xu Yang and the others, saying, “Sorry… my brother and I are late, I hope you all understand.”
Xu Yang’s mouth twitched.
Motherf*cker!
What kind of get-up are these two wearing?
Wang Hou took a glance and stood up, “Lord Hei, Master Wang…”
Black Impermanence: “…..”
He pulled off the face cloth and exclaimed, “Holy sh*t, Minister Wang…my brother and I disguised ourselves like this, how did you recognize us?”
Wang Hou: “…..”
Huh?
The one wearing a white nightwalker’s outfit is actually Black Impermanence?
Xu Yang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, “Lord Hei, Master Wang, what are you two up to?”
Black Impermanence put his face cloth back on, concealing his face, “Mr. Xu, you don’t know…there’s a rule in the Underworld that we ghost officials can’t attack the Human Ghost Market at will. My brother and I have to cover our faces and hide our identities, or else we’ll be punished by heavenly punishment if we’re reported by someone with ulterior motives.”
“…..”
Xu Yang was left speechless!
Damn it!
Don’t you two brothers have some idea of your own characteristics?
White Impermanence in black nightwalker’s outfit, Black Impermanence in white nightwalker’s outfit, still a black and a white when you switch…what kind of disguise is this?!
But it doesn’t matter.
Once the seven Ghost Markets are conquered, all nine major Da Xia Ghost Markets will be under my control. Who would dare to report?
Xu Yang said, “Now that everyone is here, let me talk about the plan… Actually, my plan is not to have any plan. The people in the funeral shop today represent more than half of our Da Xia martial world’s power. Isn’t defeating the seven Ghost Markets a simple task?”
“That’s right!”
Black Impermanence said, “Among the nine major Ghost Markets in the mortal world, the most powerful one is the Fengdu City Ghost Market, but now that it belongs to Mr. Xu, the remaining Ghost Markets are nothing… So, you guys can choose among the seven Ghost Markets first, and leave one for me and Bian. We two will definitely help Mr. Xu take down a Ghost Market!”
Minister Wang stood up and pointed to Patriarch Bloodblade, Cui Clan’s Ancestor, and Ma Clan’s Ancestor, “The four of us can take down a Ghost Market.”
Master Yimei from Maoshan Sect, Celestial Master Zhang from the Dragon Tiger Mountain, Zhao Wuji from Quanzhen Sect, and Master Chen from Wudang Sect looked at each other, stood up and said, “The four of us can also take down a Ghost Market.”
These four were all Daoist magnates who specialize in dealing with Yin spirits and malevolent beings. Among them, Zhang Jiyu was the current Celestial Master of the Dragon Tiger Mountain lineage, inheriting the Celestial Master Seal “Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal” and the legendary “Three-Five Evil-slaying Male-Female Sword” passed down from founder Zhang Daoling.
The power of these two magic treasures was no less than that of Xu Yang’s “Supreme Purification Seal” and “Jiao-slaying Sword”, both top-notch immortal artifacts!
In addition, Master Yimei, Zhao Wuji, and Master Chen were all leaders and elders of major Daoist sects, and they must have precious treasures on them.
For them to take down a Ghost Market was as good as done.
“Amitabha.”
Seeing that three Ghost Markets had been divided, Master Huiyuan hastily chanted Buddhist verses and said, “Master Wang, Master Lu, Master Zheng, would the three of you be willing to work together with me to take down a Ghost Market?”
The three noble ancestors looked at each other, and the Wang Clan’s ancestor said with a serious expression, “Master Huiyuan, can the five of us do it?”
Setting aside Black and White Impermanence for the moment, being Underworld heavyweights, legendary figures, and experts in hunting ghosts, it was only natural for them to take down a Ghost Market.
Patriarch Bloodblade and the others had Minister Wang’s help.
Not to mention the True Monarchs of Daoism.
In comparison, the three noble ancestors…
Although the “Six Great Noble Families” of Da Xia had a long heritage and were very famous, compared to Daoism and Buddhism, their foundation was somewhat lacking. Furthermore, Master Huiyuan and his muscle-brained disciple didn’t seem to be top-notch experts in Buddhism.
Faced with the Wang Clan ancestor’s question, Master Huiyuan smiled and said, “Don’t worry, I came prepared this time.”
Only then did the three ancestors breathe a sigh of relief. Wang Clan’s ancestor laughed, “In that case, we will join Master Huiyuan and try to take down a Ghost Market.”
“Amitabha.”
Master Silvan Void chanted a Buddhist verse and looked at Xu Yang, saying, “Celestial Master Xu, there are still three Ghost Markets left. How about my brother and I take them all down for you?”
Xu Yang laughed, “Master Silvan Void should at least leave one for us, right?”
He knew that Silvan Void had such capability.
Just from his palm attack on the Netherworld Demons, a single monk like him was more than enough to sweep a Ghost Market clean.
“In that case, I, along with my junior brothers, will take care of one Ghost Market.”
Silvan Void raised one hand and took responsibility for one Ghost Market.
Xu Yang looked at Grandmaster Chengming and said, “Old Master, there are still two Ghost Markets left. How about my wife and I take one, and you and my grandpa take the other?”
Chengming stroked his beard, glanced at Xu Zhiyuan, and laughed, “In that case, I’ll go to the Miaoling Ghost Market with my Daoist friend Qingxu.”
Da Xia’s nine major Ghost Markets.
In addition to the Xi Xia Ghost Market, Fengdu Ghost Market, and Miaoling Ghost Market, there are also the “Fengtian Ghost Market” in the northeast and the “Huai River Ghost Market” in the north, etc.
The group divided up the seven Ghost Markets while chatting and laughing.
Around 10:30, they each set off and flew out of Wu City.
Xu Yang chose the “Dianchi Ghost Market” in Yunnan Province. He brought Yue Niang, Long Xiaoxue, and Tu Xiaoyu with him. They rushed along until they entered Yunnan. It was just before 11:30 p.m.
“Ladies, we still have some time. Let’s find a place to have a late-night meal and experience the delicacies of Yunnan.”
Xu Yang chose “Lijiang City” as their stop.
The reason for choosing this place is because the legendary “Dianchi Ghost Market” was said to be in the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, and from Lijiang City, it’s easier to enter the “Ghost Market.”
Lijiang used to be a famous tourist city.
Although the tourism industry across the country has declined after the three Aura Revival events, this ancient town is still brightly lit and bustling.
Upon arriving in Lijiang, Xu Yang sighed, “I never thought that besides Wu City and Kyoto, there’d still be such a bustling night market in Yungui Plateau in this era.”
Nowadays, many cities have fewer people out on the streets after 10 p.m. due to the harassment of Yin spirits and malevolent beings, let alone night markets.
With their lives at risk, who has the mood to go out for late-night snacks?
Xu Yang opened his Heavenly Eye and observed that there was a peculiar Divine Light in Lijiang, illuminating the entire ancient city.
“No wonder Lijiang is so lively. It turns out there’s an expert guarding the city.”
It’s hard to determine anything just based on that Divine Light.
However, it’s likely…
That there’s a “god” protecting Lijiang.
The Lijiang area is home to ethnic minorities, with the most prevalent being the “Nashi Tribe”, whose people believe in the “Dongba Religion.” Xu Yang didn’t know much about the Dongba Religion.
However, since this “god” could protect Lijiang, it must be a good “god.”
The man and three women went to the night market and ordered a large table of delicious food.
Long Xiaoxue ate very gracefully.
Xu Yang was speechless and asked, “Don’t you like the food in Lijiang?”
Long Xiaoxue: “It’s delicious.”
Xu Yang: “Then why are you eating so slowly today?”
Long Xiaoxue smiled, “I’m a lady… I have to pay attention to my appearance in public, right? After defeating the Dianchi Ghost Market, we’ll come back to Lijiang, and I’ll take out every delicacy on this night market street by the bundle, pack ten portions each, and bring them home to eat slowly.”
Before they even took a few bites, midnight arrived.
Xu Yang glanced at the remaining half-table of food, called the stall owner over, took out a stack of banknotes and slapped it on the table, saying, “Boss, we’ve got something to do for a few minutes, can you save this table for us? Leave the food, we’ll be back to eat it later.”
He stood up and went to a crossroads, taking out a Corpse Oil Candle as if to perform a ritual. However, Long Xiaoxue had already become murderous, saying, “Xu Yang, Yue Niang, and Xiaoyu will go ahead!”
Swish!
The three women transformed into three streams of demonic and Yin wind, disappearing into the night sky. Xu Yang lit the Corpse Oil Candle and vanished at the crossroads.
Twenty minutes later, Long Xiaoxue, Yue Niang, and Xiaoyu emerged from the night sky, all at once. Long Xiaoxue grumbled, “This Dianchi Ghost Market is too weak. There were only three Ghost Immortals… not even enough for me to eat!”