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Chapter 189 The Ghost Market of the Underworld, Mysterious Netherworld

"Hey, kid..."

Chen Xu stood amidst the bustling crowd of ghosts when he heard a startled question.

He quickly glanced around.

The sky was dim and yellow, and through the misty fog, the ghost market seemed to be set up in a huge square.

The stalls were arranged in a grid pattern, and all sorts of strange and grotesque ghosts and monsters were haggling, shouting, laughing, cursing and swearing.

Thanks to his superior height of over two meters, Chen Xu has a commanding view and can see most of the stall at a glance.

He felt his eyes were opened.

With just one glance, one could see a starving ghost with skin and bones on its limbs and a belly as big as a wicker basket.

A water ghost covered in sticky seaweed and dripping water;

The hairy demon, whose legs, head, and face were covered with long blue and red hair, looked like a wild man.

Its body was as thin as paper, and it looked completely like a flat human skin ghost...

All sorts of things, strange and unusual.

There were also many that Chen Xu did not recognize, or that he could not see them all at a glance.

The sounds of vendors hawking their wares rose and fell from the surrounding stalls.

"The molting stones from the Yinshan Mountains can be exchanged for just three ghost crystals for a pound of them, come and see!"

"The bronze mirror buried with the King of Cangjiang from the previous dynasty, hey, this mirror is said to be able to communicate with the human world, brother, why don't you buy one? Take it back and marry a ghost wife, the female ghosts in the City of the Wrongfully Dead will definitely fight to marry you."

"Noodles for sale! Noodles for sale! Netherworld Noodles, cooked with the clear spring water of Yinshan Mountain. One bite can increase your cultivation by ten days! This is a one-time offer, don't miss out! Come and buy some!"

Amidst the continuous hawking cries, there were even vendors selling noodles.

There are also ghosts who perform, such as the horned little ghost in front of Chen Xu who is performing sword swallowing.

Or perhaps a skinny, gray-skinned ghost is setting up a cauldron of boiling oil nearby, preparing to jump into it.

"If you're passing by, those with money, please donate; if you don't, just watch! Today we're taking a bath in a vat of boiling oil, everyone, just enjoy the show..."

"No ghost crystals allowed, but at least a few paper money and ghost coins, please!"

"Jump, jump quickly, and I'll give you five hundred coins of ghost money."

"Master Gui is so generous!"

A chorus of cheers immediately erupted from all around.

This is the Ghost Market of the Underworld, completely different from the Ghost Market of Cangyuan that Chen Xu had visited before.

At first glance, it doesn't seem much different from a human marketplace.

But a ghost market is a ghost market.

Chen Xu glanced at it; the description, though lengthy, was actually condensed in an instant.

He quickly surveyed his surroundings, and the short ghost in front of him had already rolled over completely.

This short ghost was only three feet tall, but its body was plump and round, like a lump of flowing mud.

He held up a tray with stacks of round paper money piled on it.

At the same time, the tray actually spoke, its voice deep and resonant, ancient and profound, carrying an indescribable strange charm.

One sentence was enough to send chills down your spine:

"Little devil, on the road to the underworld, you must pick a Nirvana Flower of Forgetfulness. If you have never walked the road to the underworld, you will not be able to pick the Nirvana Flower. If you enter my underworld ghost market, you will suffer the torment of human karma fire."

Hehehe, kid, you're in big trouble. You're sneaking across to the underworld; the flames of karma will burn your chest…

Chen Xu remained silent. Although he looked like a hanged ghost at the moment, he was still a human being in essence.

Therefore, he didn't actually feel any "karmic fire burning his chest," but the idea of ​​"smuggling himself across to the underworld" is worth noting.

At that moment, he suddenly raised his hand, took out a dried and boiled Crimson Robe from the tattered cloth bag at his waist, and stuffed it into the tray's mouth. The Crimson Robe, prepared by Chen Xu, contained the power of pure blood and qi; in the world of ghosts, that would be pure yang energy.

Why do some legendary ghosts eat people from time to time?
The purpose is naturally to absorb the yang energy of living people and devour the essence and blood of living people in order to maintain the yin-yang balance of oneself. This is an excellent way to supplement yin with yang, prolong yin lifespan, and enhance cultivation.

Therefore, the Crimson Robe is more valuable in the Netherworld than it is in the human world.

Most importantly, although there are many spiritual materials in the human world that can nourish qi and blood, most of them can only be consumed by living beings.

Undead cannot digest them. Rashly consuming vital energy and spiritual materials will not only fail to bring benefits, but may even cause the body to explode and die.

Chen Xu's attack was incredibly fast.

The mysterious tray was about to resist, but the Crimson Robe had already rolled into the tray's mouth.

"you……"

The tray was furious.

But just as it opened its mouth, Chen Xu suddenly flicked its strangely shaped mouth.

A wisp of wind flicked out, silencing the tray.

The next moment, the tray that had been kept closed suddenly began to tremble.

Its entire flat, round plate seemed to transform into a wave of water, sometimes arching and sometimes swaying.

Next came the short, fat ghost carrying a tray. Chen Xu noticed that one of the short, fat ghost's arms was connected to the tray, and when the tray trembled, the short, fat ghost also tilted his head back and trembled wildly.

After a long while, the tray suddenly let out a heavy sigh.

It opened its mouth again, but this time the tone had completely changed; its weathered voice even carried a hint of fawning: "You..."

Both are the same word "you," but the first "you" is full of anger, while the second "you" is full of twists and turns.

Why the twists and turns?

It's not just because the blood energy carried by the Crimson Robe itself commands the respect of ghosts.

It was because Chen Xu's two previous moves naturally carried a mysterious quality that even ghosts couldn't resist.

His movements were swift, yet when he flicked his fingers, it was as swift as a gazelle's horns.

It seems like a casual, unassuming gesture, yet it is precisely this unassuming action that makes the tray ghost involuntarily open and close his mouth.

This strange aura immediately made the tray ghost realize that the hanged ghost, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, was no ordinary person.

The tray ghost had initially thought of extorting money from the other party because it had realized that the other party had not taken the road to the underworld.

Unexpectedly, the other party acted decisively, offering a sweet treat followed by a slap in the face. This invisible exchange in the blink of an eye made the tray ghost realize that he should change his attitude and reconsider his thoughts.

Unbeknownst to the tray-carrying ghost, Chen Xu was actually somewhat alarmed by his sudden two attacks.

Chen Xu suddenly discovered that when he was in the Netherworld, he could manipulate the surrounding energy with ease, as if it were his own arm.

It was as if he were in the human world, not the underworld—

He could mobilize the energy of the netherworld and the spiritual energy of the human world with equal ease.

Even more so, he vaguely felt that the aura of the netherworld was three times more "intimate" than the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

He is essentially a living person, so theoretically, how could it be easier for him to perceive the spirits of the netherworld than to perceive the spiritual energy of the human world?
Chen Xu was initially startled, but he quickly came to his senses.

Why are we closer?
This is clearly the effect of the Netherworld Abyss Divine Power!

It turns out that Chen Xu had underestimated the power of the Netherworld Abyss. He had been cautious all along, and this was the first time he had voluntarily entered the Ghost Market since acquiring the power.

Not counting the time when Feng Yuanbai went to the Ghost Market in Cangyuan, the situation there was very different from now.

Chen Xu was overjoyed, but remained outwardly calm.

He looked at the tray ghost on the ground.

(End of this chapter)