The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 489 Entering the City, Selling Medicine!
Song Wanning chuckled softly, somewhat helplessly.

But she wasn't envious, because her cultivation was growing very fast, and she would definitely be able to advance to the Mahayana stage soon.

Shenyou Xuanhuo squatted on Song Wanning's body, looking at the ghost servant who was immediately taken into his body world, and felt it was somewhat magical.

"Sister, we can't enter the inner space, so why can the ghost servant?"

"Could it be because he absorbed a lot of yin energy before?"

But the inner world also has spiritual energy, so why can't the dragon spirit enter?

The little ones stared wide-eyed with curiosity, their eyes brimming with a thirst for knowledge.

Song Wanning shrugged and said, "I don't know either. It was just a reaction in a moment of panic."

The unlucky guy is already unlucky enough, so now that he's following her, she should do everything she can to protect him.

As she spoke, she released the unlucky ghost from her inner world, but as soon as it was released, her pupils contracted slightly.

Because the life force on the unlucky ghost had completely disappeared, replaced by a dense aura of yin.

And he actually embarked on the path of ghost cultivation!
Song Wanning's eyes widened in surprise.

"What's going on with you?"

She questioned him in a low voice.

The unlucky guy still looked bewildered, but a mysterious feeling was now arising within him. His previously tired and hungry body was instantly filled with power.

He had lived his whole life and had never experienced this feeling before.

Amazing!

"I—I don't know either. As soon as I went in, gray gas started to gather around me."

The unlucky guy blinked, looking even more bewildered.

He wasn't referring to Yin energy, of course. Yin energy is everywhere in the underworld, but many souls still can't comprehend the Dao, let alone become ghost cultivators. They can only be lonely ghosts, wandering aimlessly in the underworld.

If they encounter a kind-hearted ghost cultivator, they might be taken in as a ghost servant, helping with chores in exchange for ghost coins to buy supplies.

Therefore, what the unlucky guy sensed was the chaotic energy.

Song Wanning's expression changed. This unlucky guy was already so unlucky after death, but this time he actually hit the jackpot and absorbed the chaotic energy?
She narrowed her eyes. Originally, she only planned to deal with one or two of them, but now she couldn't just let the unlucky guy go.

After all, the chaotic energy is so precious; if it gets absorbed by an unlucky fellow, then it can only follow him.

Anyway, he can stay in the inner world, and he won't be afraid of not having a place to cultivate when he goes out.

The more Song Wanning thought about it, the more she felt that this was the only way to avoid being taken advantage of, and her gaze towards the unlucky guy became much more shrewd.

The unlucky guy felt uneasy being stared at by that gaze.

He looked at Song Wanning with an innocent yet depressed expression, his whole being filled with a sense of dejection.

Song Wanning could hardly bear to look at him; her ghost servant had been rather hasty.

……

After a night, Song Wanning finally left the Valley of Rebirth.

After leaving the Valley of Rebirth, Song Wanning felt as if she had returned to the spirit world, except that the air was filled with yin energy and the plants looked rather strange.

But as soon as I entered the city, that familiar feeling returned instantly.

Especially those buildings, magnificent and opulent, all in the style of royalty.

Song Wanning smiled slightly. Every building in the city was built like a palace, which must have been the obsession of these ghost cultivators in their previous lives.

She strolled around the city, curiously walking past the roadside stalls and seeing many herbs from the underworld.

Ghost cultivation, demonic cultivation, spiritual cultivation, Buddhist cultivation... Each cultivation system is different, but in the final analysis, they are all cultivation.

Therefore, ghost cultivators also need cultivation resources, and there is also currency that can help with cultivation and trading.

As Song Wanning strolled around, she observed the surroundings discreetly, her eyes suddenly brightening slightly.

On her way here, she dug up a lot of herbs that looked good and asked the stall owners if she could exchange them for some Yin coins.

I'll buy books about the underworld later to learn more about it.

So she quickly searched for shops in the city and then went into the nearest one.

Upon entering the shop, a ghost cultivator immediately greeted them with a standard smile and asked, "Sir, are you looking to buy or sell something?"

“We have everything here. Whatever you need, we can find a way to get it for you.”

The ghost cultivator carried a hint of confidence, after all, their shop was among the top in the entire Ghost Peak City.

Song Wanning glanced calmly at the surrounding layout. There weren't many ghost cultivators in the main hall; they seemed scattered. There might be more people on the upper floors.

"I'm thinking of selling some medicinal herbs, what do you think?"

Without wasting words, she took out the herbs, her mind preoccupied with whether she could try refining a ghost pill...

If it were possible, wouldn't the Yin coins flow to him endlessly?
"Oh? Then you can let me take a look at them all, sir."

The ghost cultivator remained expressionless as he took the herbs Song Wanning offered and examined them carefully.

"Yes, these herbs are very fresh, and they were picked very carefully without any damage."

"How about this, I'll give you three hundred Yin coins in total, what do you think?"

The ghost cultivator dared not deceive Song Wanning, after all, her cultivation level was undeniable.

"it is good."

Song Wanning agreed, as long as she got the money first.

"Then please have a seat, sir."

The ghost cultivator immediately invited Song Wanning to sit down in the main hall, while he himself took his things and went into the back hall.

Ghost cultivators came and went at the entrance. If Song Wanning ignored the yin energy on her body, she would forget that she was in the underworld.

She stared at the ghost cultivators coming and going, and was surprised to find that their cultivation levels were generally quite high.

Ghost cultivators mainly rely on yin energy for cultivation, and Song Wanning doesn't know anything about fortuitous encounters.

However, ghost cultivators have a long cultivation period, and there must be many old ghosts in the underworld because they are afraid of lightning and tribulations.

Some ghost cultivators might be unwilling to ascend to immortality because of this, preferring to lord it over others in the underworld, since undergoing tribulation could very well mean certain death and the dissipation of their souls.

Song Wanning's gaze turned somber. As an outsider, she had to be careful here and not give herself away.

The ghost cultivator didn't go long before he came out with a tray, on which were three hundred Yin coins neatly arranged.

Despite being called "yin coins," their irregular shape resembles small stones, emanating a strong yin aura.

This is the currency of the underworld.

"Please click here, sir."

The ghost cultivator placed the tray in front of Song Wanning and then said, "We have many treasures on the second and third floors, as well as Soul Nourishing Pills that we specially obtained from Ghost Valley. Would you like to take a look, sir?"

His eyes gleamed with a sharp glint, wanting Song Wanning to spend the money she had just earned here, and perhaps even more Yin coins.

"Soul-Nourishing Pill?"

Upon hearing the familiar name, Song Wanning's heart skipped a beat. Could it be the same as the Soul Nourishing Pill from the Spirit Realm?
Also, is that Ghost Valley a place specifically for refining ghost pills?