Food gives me an entry, I will be invincible if I stay alive

Chapter 190 The Secret of the Ghost Market
Chen Xu considered the tray ghost and the short ghost as one entity.

It was because after he snapped his fingers twice, he suddenly realized that he had an inexplicably powerful sensitivity to the Netherworld.

To describe it carefully, it's like nervously parting a layer of fog, only to discover that you should have an extraordinary insight into the world behind that fog.

At this point, Chen Xuzhen felt a sense of sudden realization, as if waking from a dream.

This ability to clearly sense the world gave him a boost of confidence, even though he was in the Ghost Market.

The mysterious underworld doesn't seem so mysterious anymore.

Ultimately, the biggest problem lies in Chen Xu's lack of accurate self-awareness.

He had participated in too few battles; his victory over the demons of Pufeng Mountain was ultimately a clever trick.

After the battle, Chen Xu's cultivation level increased significantly.

If he were to face Xie Huaizheng at his peak again now, could he possibly put up a fight?
Chen Xu himself didn't know either.

But at this moment, through his Netherworld Abyss Divine Power, Chen Xu was able to keenly sense that the tray-carrying ghost before him was at least no match for him.

The tray ghost and the short ghost are essentially one and the same.

The dwarf ghost is more like a puppet, parasitized and controlled by the tray ghost, which is quite bizarre.

On the ground, the short ghost looked up, staring blankly at Chen Xu.

The tray ghost's voice echoed and chuckled, "Little, cough cough... Big, hey, ghost friend, what was that thing you were talking about just now? It tastes pretty good."

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Hmm, this tray-carrying ghost is quite powerful.

After assessing the opponent's strength and comparing it with his own, Chen Xu's confidence increased even more.

His gaze swept across the ghost market, where ghosts and spirits were calling out their wares. The market was bustling with customers, and although the atmosphere of buyers and sellers was mixed, none of them stood out in a way that made him feel threatened.

Of course, it's also possible that some ghosts and monsters are good at hiding their strength.

Acting with caution remains a principle that needs to be followed.

In addition, it is necessary to have a detailed understanding of the local environment. Chen Xu has already observed the situation of the ghost market several times, but that is not enough.

He then said to the ghost on the tray on the ground, "You said I didn't walk the road to the underworld. Tell me in more detail what happens if I don't walk the road to the underworld."

Chen Xu spoke in a calm tone, but the appearance of a hanged ghost made his voice very hoarse.

When he bent down slightly and spoke to the tray ghost on the ground in a hoarse voice, the tray ghost felt an indescribable, invisible pressure coming towards it.

The tray ghost quickly softened his voice even further, managing to squeeze out a gentle tone with his weathered voice.

"Hehe, it's not that big of a deal... If you, my friend, are truly powerful, whether you choose to walk the Yellow Springs or not is none of anyone's business."

However, if those little ghosts who have just entered the underworld, or those ghosts in the City of the Wrongfully Dead, want to come to our Yellow Springs Ghost Market without taking the Yellow Springs Road, they will surely have their ghost bodies burned by karmic fire.

Once this karmic fire burns, at best the ghost's body will be damaged, and it will suffer for years.

In severe cases, it can shorten one's lifespan in the afterlife, or even cause immediate death... My friend, come closer to my ear."

The tray ghost was being carried by the short ghost, and compared to Chen Xu, who was over two meters tall, they were almost two meters apart.

It was indeed somewhat inconvenient for the two parties to speak in the noisy ghost market.

Just then, Chen Xu suddenly raised his hand and waved it gently.

With this wave, he unleashed a spirit control technique.

In the human realm, the art of spirit control governs spiritual beings in the world.

For example, the "illuminating evil spirits" often require the use of spirit control techniques to manage them.

In essence, this is a practical application of divine thought.

This involves materializing the cultivator's thoughts, enabling them to control both the ethereal and the real. In this process, Chen Xu not only greatly enhances his control over his thoughts but also uses them as weapons.

He himself possesses an outstanding spiritual presence—

No, he has strong attributes in all three elements.

This powerful balance made Chen Xu's spirit incredibly resilient.

It was precisely for this reason that, at this moment, while in the Netherworld, Chen Xu discovered a wonderful use of the Spirit Control Technique when his mind was stirred.

He was able to manipulate a certain amount of nether energy through spirit control techniques, and then use that energy to control the tray ghost on the ground.

In other words, Chen Xu simply raised his hand and lifted the short ghost and the tray ghost, who were sitting on the ground like fluid gel, up out of thin air!
This move was truly astonishing.

The tray ghost was so frightened that its voice trembled: "Hey, hey, hey... Ghost friend, what are you doing?"

Chen Xu said softly in a hoarse voice, "Didn't you tell me to come closer?"

The tray ghost was on the verge of tears. It wasn't afraid of flying, but rather of the feeling of being easily controlled by the other party at this moment.

I regret asking the other person to bend down and whisper in my ear.

This was actually the tray ghost's last attempt.

The tray ghost wanted to test whether Chen Xu was easy to talk to, whether he could easily obey orders, or whether he could be swayed by words.

Such petty thoughts are naturally not worthy of being discussed with the outside world.

The tray ghost had no choice but to quickly compose himself and chuckle apologetically, "Yes, yes, fellow ghost, listen to me, this Road to the Underworld..."

It lowered its voice, speaking in an almost breathy tone: "Our Yellow Springs Ghost Market can only be opened on the first and fifteenth of each month. Whether it's a wandering ghost, a mountain spirit, or a ghost from the City of the Wrongfully Dead, it's open to all."
If you can walk the Road to the Underworld, you can enter our Underworld Ghost Market.

If you're just going to take the right path, well, you have to pass through a memorial archway.

The memorial archway does not accept ghost money or ghost crystals; it only accepts the lifespan of the deceased.

"You have to pay for a year's worth of spirit money each time you enter..."

As he spoke, the tray-shaped ghost's disc-like body spun around in the short ghost's hand.

The short guy kept his face upturned, stealing glances at Chen Xu's changing expression.

But Chen Xu remained expressionless; the pale face of the hanged ghost was unfathomable, utterly unfathomable.

The pallet ghost's voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible.

Suddenly, Chen Xu asked, "Entering this ghost market requires sacrificing one's lifespan in the underworld, so why is this ghost market so bustling?"

The tray ghost hurriedly said, "Some of them came here in a daze, completely unaware of this matter of paying off one's lifespan. Others, although they know... alas, like me and Old Fatty, there's nothing we can do about it."

If you come to the Ghost Market and can do some business and obtain some spiritual items from the underworld, you might even be able to make further progress in your cultivation.

But if they don't come and just stay in that city of the dead, alas, they will eventually just disappear.

As for reincarnation, that's not something to think about.

Why reincarnate? If I were reincarnated, I would no longer be myself.

All three souls and seven spirits scattered, leaving only a sliver of innocent true spirit.

Once a spirit enters the River of the Underworld, it vanishes in an instant. Whether it's reincarnated or not, we can't sense it.

It would be better to cultivate diligently and extend one's lifespan by a few more years.

If I'm lucky enough to cultivate into a ghost immortal, well, then this struggle won't have been in vain.

"My friend, is that so?"

At this moment, Chen Xu grasped a key point: "So you mean that in the Yellow Springs Ghost Market, lifespan can be traded?"

(End of this chapter)