fairy family

Chapter 16: Eighth-Rank Inheritance
When Yu Que cursed him as a "swindler", the ghost seller did not take it as an offense and just laughed.

This is because the century-old ghost that this person wants, no matter how poor its quality is, should be an eighth-grade old ghost.

In other words, this kind of ghost, as long as it is refined by a refiner, it will definitely become an eighth-grade rampant god!
The eighth-rank rampant god is not comparable to the ninth-rank hairy god. A higher-ranking official can crush people to death, and a higher-ranking ghost can eat people.

Although Yu Que didn't know how big the gap between the two was, he knew one thing, that is, the merchants in the market did not sell eighth-grade ghosts and gods to the outside world at all.

This gambling ghost place might be the only way to occasionally leak out eighth-grade ghosts in the market.

"Don't worry, little brother."

The ghost seller laughed and said, "The book ghost in my hand is different from the goods in the store. I guarantee that it has not been touched at all. I even kept the urn that I found it in. It is intact.

If you get this book ghost, with good luck, you can definitely become a master of alchemy!"

Facing this man's selling, Yu Que still had a sneer on his face and remained silent.

He asked a few questions, and after seeing that the other party had killed an eighth-grade ghost with one bite, he turned around and walked towards another person who also had a book of refining ghosts.

But after leaving for a while, Yu Que rolled up his sleeves and walked up to the ghost seller named Ma.

Seeing him coming, the ghost seller named Ma showed joy and pride on his face:

"Hey! Little brother, I knew you would come back. That old Liu San's book ghost is listless and half dead.

If you buy it, you will be lucky to get half of the inheritance. I didn’t tell you just now because I was afraid you would think I was slandering you.”

It is indeed just as this person said, the other person who sells the book ghost of refining degree, the book ghost in his hand is of poor quality and the ghost body is weak.

This kind of goods has either been tampered with and is no longer pure, or has been damaged, and the things recorded inside may have also been damaged.

But what Yu Que wanted was a complete introductory inheritance, so he naturally did not want to choose this kind of book ghost, so he walked back.

The ghost seller surnamed Ma rubbed his hands. He whispered to Yu Que expectantly:

"Since you are willing to come back, I guess you really have a hundred-year-old ghost in your hand, or some news about a hundred-year-old ghost?"

I have no say on this.

A century-old ghost is a rare item for ordinary people, but for Yu Que, it is not rare.

In this month alone, the ghost ash water he stole from the paper-making shop was enough to feed one and a half wronged souls to the point of harboring resentment for a hundred years.

However, despite this, Yu Que still showed a difficult and hesitant attitude:

"Brother, do you really need a hundred-year-old ghost?"

The ghost seller Ma's eyes lit up slightly, and he coughed lightly: "Of course!"

After a pause, the man whispered, "Brother, you have a century-old ghost, and today you happen to like a book ghost in someone's hand. This is fate. If you miss this opportunity, you will be slaughtered by those cannibals if you want to buy a book ghost again!"

Yu Que narrowed his eyes slightly and replied:
"Although you are the only one with the best ghost refining book in today's ghost gathering, I'm afraid it may not be the case tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Besides, if the seventh ghost gathering doesn't have it, it may not be the case in other ghost gatherings in Huangshan."

He smiled and said, "On the contrary, brother, you have been waiting for quite some time to use the Hundred-Year-Old Ghost."

Seeing that he could not urge Yu Que to do anything, the ghost seller surnamed Ma laughed dryly and said:

"Since my trick has been discovered by my little brother, I'll speak frankly. All we really need is a century-old ghost!" The fellow suddenly spread out his robe, on which were hanging all kinds of bottles and jars that jingled.

He said to Yu Que enthusiastically:

"Today we are destined to meet. If you really have a century-old ghost, besides the book ghost, you can pick one of the other ghosts here. Buy one, get one free!"

Hearing that this person was willing to give in, Yu Que had already been moved, but he still did not show it. Instead, he repeatedly made movements as if he was about to leave.

This made Ma Yinglong grit his teeth. The other party looked around for a few times, and suddenly took out a small jade jar from his sleeve and whispered:
“Forget it, it’s hard to find a century-old ghost. Even if Ma suffers a little loss, he will use a century-old ghost to make a deal with me.

As for the book-refining ghost, just treat it as a bonus!

Besides, you are my friend. If you want to know anything, just ask me. I am a famous person in the underworld. I will kill you with my words. "

After saying this, the man looked at Yu Que expectantly.

When Yu Que heard that the other party had a century-old ghost in his hand, he was confused at first, but after a closer look, he understood why the other party was willing to use that thing for a trade.

Because the black gas that appeared on the jade jar in the other party's hand formed a caterpillar shadow, and there were words floating in the shadow, which was actually a book ghost.

Although this hundred-year-old book ghost is also an eighth-grade god, no one would use it to sacrifice and refine it into a household god. Moreover, the book ghost has many limitations and often cannot be used as a household god.

However, what the eighth-grade book ghost contains must be extraordinary. It is probably an "eighth-grade inheritance", so it would use an eighth-grade book ghost to store it.

Although he didn't know what the inheritance was, Yu Que was immediately attracted to it.

A hundred-year-old ghost in exchange for two book ghosts, one big and one small. It's not a big loss no matter how you look at it.

So he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, since it is fate, I will make you my friend today."

Ma Yinglong was overjoyed.

But the next moment, what Yu Que said made his face fall slightly.

"I will come to Guiji again in a few days... three days. I have to go back and ask for instructions from my elders in the next few days."

After he finished speaking, Yu Que bowed and walked away in a hurry.

Only Ma Yinglong was left stamping his feet and barking incessantly, thinking that Yu Que was deliberately trying to whet his appetite.

In fact, the reason why Yu Que didn't make a deal with this person immediately was simple. He didn't raise a hundred-year-old ghost at all, so he had to spend some time to work on it.

In addition, in the next three days, he would also like to find out about the reputation of this immortal who calls himself "Ma Yinglong".

Three days passed without any setbacks.

Yu Que went there as he said, and in the man's surprised eyes, he really took out a century-old ghost and made a deal with him. The process went smoothly.

However, when Ma Yinglong saw that the old ghost given by Yu Que had no special features and was just the most common old man's soul in shroud, he couldn't help but mutter:
"You, you didn't dig up your ancestors' graves, did you?"

Since there are ghosts and gods in this world, the phrase "the blessing of our ancestors" is not entirely empty talk. At least if you are in a hurry, you can exchange your ancestors for money.

Yu Que smiled but said nothing.

(End of this chapter)