Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 635 Testing the Magical Item. (First Update!)

Zheng's Market.

Zheng Que controlled the Soul Puppet as it walked along the wide street, with various bizarre ghosts occasionally drifting past it.

"&%..."

“*￥#@…”

These ghostly creatures wandered aimlessly through the streets and alleys of the market, occasionally emitting strange sounds, like conversations or simply low growls.

Sensing the significantly denser Yin energy around him, Zheng Que discovered that the number of ghosts in the market had increased considerably compared to not long ago.

After observing for a while and confirming that these ghosts were obediently following the order of the market and had no intention of causing any damage, Zheng Que didn't have time to pay much attention to them for the time being. He just glanced at them a few times and continued walking forward.

"Lady Qingli is destined by Heaven, a proud spirit of the heavens!"

"Lord Qingli has profound affinity with immortality; may her lifespan be as long as the heavens!"

"Lord Qingli's grace extends to all ghosts; her kindness is as vast as the sea..."

At that moment, a unified voice came from the street next door, constantly chanting the same slogan.

Zheng Que turned his head and saw Qing Li and Nian Nu walking with their heads held high. Behind the two female ghosts was a large group of strange ghosts. These ghosts were shouting slogans with serious expressions and raising a limb in unison as if raising their arms and shouting.

The ghosts varied in height and build, and many were not human-like. There were even several [Iron Tree Prison] ghosts among them. Normally, the ghosts of [Tongue-Pulling Prison] and [Scissors Prison] would instinctively retreat from the presence of these [Iron Tree Prison] ghosts. But at this moment, ghosts from the three realms were crammed together, shoulder to shoulder, with almost no gaps between them.

The yin energy gathered by the ghosts was almost tangible, spreading a gray-black mist that even shrouded the houses and shops on both sides.

Qingli walked with flowing sleeves, her gaze commanding and imposing, as if she were the true master of this market.

Zheng Que watched calmly. These subordinates of Qing Li would be his subordinates in the future. The more ghosts she could command, the better!

Of course, that's what he thought, but he had no intention of going over to greet Qingli right now.

The ghosts surrounding the other party were all of very low intelligence; if he just walked over like that, who knows what trouble he might cause...

While pondering, Zheng Que continued walking forward.

Step, step, step...

He hadn't walked far when he heard a familiar voice coming from not far away.

"The Yin Qi Tax is the fee that you wandering ghosts pay for consuming Yin Qi in the market."

"Were all the taxes and fees collected by Xue Shuangzi and Shu Yunying?"

"Then call over your ghost friends to return the favor!"

"When I was punishing ghosts in the Tongue-Pulling Hell, I saw many unruly and wandering spirits like you!"

"If you can't pay the Yin Qi tax, I'll send you to the eighteenth level of hell right now!"

Yin energy tax?
Are we going to tax yin energy too?
Zheng Que was taken aback and immediately looked in the direction of the sound. He saw that in a row of houses not far away, Ku Lan was leading a large group of her own clones, collecting Yin Qi tax from house to house.

Seeing this, Zheng Que immediately became suspicious.

Shu Yunying collects rent in the market, Qingli and Niannu collect protection fees in the market, and now Kulan is collecting Yin Qi tax here...

What exactly happened in the market while he was cultivating?
Even he, the owner of the workshop, couldn't stand these arbitrary and outrageous charges, yet the ghosts seemed to think they were perfectly normal.
Not a single person resisted? Hmm...

After we finish our business, we need to call these female ghosts over and ask them what's going on. We can't let them run wild like this anymore!
When the time comes, the fee standards need to be standardized. Those who can't afford the taxes and fees won't have to go to hell—it's such a waste. They can just come and do odd jobs at his summoning banner for a few years...

With that in mind, Zheng Que quickly crossed the street and arrived at the entrance of the market.

Inside the shop closest to the gate, sat the spirited Xue Shuangzi, while outside stood Yin Hui'er, her face contorted with bitterness.

Further away, beneath the archway, lies Linghu Yuniang.

At this moment, the market's formation was activated, and ghosts kept entering the market from the outside.

Every new ghost that enters is stopped by Linghu Yuniang, who instructs them to pay a transaction tax to Xue Shuangzi.

"Transaction tax, ten spirit stone ores, next!"

"Transaction tax, a strange weed, next!"

"Transaction tax..."

"Huh? You wandering ghost, you have nothing, yet you dare to covet the opportunities here?! Get out of here!"

"Listen up, you wandering ghosts! You may leave empty-handed, but you must not come back empty-handed!"

"Okay, next one..."

Xue Shuangzi's extremely arrogant voice came from the shop.

The transaction tax collected by this [Rouge Demon] is not fixed; sometimes it's a lot, sometimes it's a little. Basically, it takes as many resources as the ghost carries, leaving nothing for the ghost.

In addition, among the ghosts entering and leaving the market, there are many "shadows" of the "Evil Shadow Play".

The ghosts in the Iron Tree Prison were mostly brought there by the "Shadow Play" of the Evil Shadow Play...

After watching this lively scene for a while, Zheng Que fell silent.

Rent, shelter fee, yin energy tax, transaction tax... Five female ghosts collecting four different taxes?!
The key question is, where do the transactions come from in his market?
How can these ghosts do business here after entering his market?
No, there were transactions, but Qingli, Kulan, and Shuyunying took turns collecting taxes...

Thinking of this, Zheng Que immediately wrote down all these irregular charges and then walked out of the market.

After leaving the market, he used the [Yin Shen You] technique to escape to a secluded corner. After searching for a while, he quickly found a ghost from the [Iron Tree Prison].

At this moment, this ghost from the Iron Tree Prison is squatting on the ground, devouring a fresh corpse.

The corpse was dressed in worn clothes, and judging from its appearance, it should be a rogue cultivator who entered Xue Tong Pass in search of opportunities.

At this moment, sensing the approach of a living person, the [Iron Tree Prison] ghost immediately stopped eating, turned its head 180 degrees, and stared straight at Zheng Que with its six or seven vertical pupils.

Zheng Que stopped in mid-air, flipped his wrist, and took out the Demon-Suppressing Bronze Bell from his storage bag.

The damaged bronze bell still exudes a distinct aura, like invisible ripples spreading slowly in all directions.

Seemingly sensing the threat posed by the Demon-Suppressing Bronze Bell, the Iron Tree Prison ghost immediately dropped its half-eaten food, leaped up, and pounced straight at Zheng Que.

Without hesitation, Zheng Que immediately raised the Demon-Suppressing Bronze Bell with one hand and then used the Heart-to-Heart Ghost Hand to slam it down on the bell.

clang! ! !
(End of this chapter)