Cloud Tower Ghost Market, the Green Silk White Hair Building.
Wang Yuan watched with so surprise as the colorful-eyed courtesan Anya, who was greeting them with enthusiasm, and her sister who had co along with her, both looked sowhat unexpected.
It had been three days, and yet he had run into them again at the Ghost Market.
Although they were both wrapped in black hooded cloaks, which covered them tightly, the re cloaks could not completely hide the explosively hot and graceful figures of the colorful-eyed won.
Moreover, they used so kind of fragrance powder, which lingered around one’s nose like the faint scent of orchids or musk.
It made them seem even more tempting than when they were dancing passionately at the Ningxiang Restaurant.
However, Wang Yuan would never admit that he was the one who had chosen soone that night; it was Qiu Shaobai and Yuan Lang who had the heart and courage for lust—the two real critics, after all.
This was a matter of principle, and he absolutely could not be wrong!
At this mont, the young lady behind Anya also took off her hood and hurriedly stepped forward, hugging Qiu Shaobai’s arm.
It just so happened to be the one Qiu Shaobai had chosen that day.
Her round face still held a touch of childishness, and her big green eyes were like two clear springs; although she was not as impressive as the courtesan, she was also an extrely outstanding beauty.
Seeing this made Qiu Shaobai slightly uncomfortable, as enjoying oneself tily in a brothel and hugging in public were ultimately different things.
He also asked the courtesan with a hint of confusion,
"Miss Anya, are you also practitioners of magic? I am not very familiar with foreign magic, and I had no idea before."
There are countless Divine Power Skills in the world.
Magicians, Mages, Sages, and Immortals, although the sequence of their cultivation is generally similar, the characteristics of each school are completely different, and even more so for foreign magic.
Even if one could not recognize it at a glance, it was quite normal.
"What you’re saying... For a thousand years, the thirty-six countries of the Western Regions and the Yan Han Dynasty have been trading through generations, so what is there like a pure foreign magic or culture?
Perhaps it’s just that my humble skills are too insignificant and simply do not catch the eye of your esteed house.
Moreover, although my Fox Hu Kingdom does not trade with Central Earth as early as Cheshi Country, most of our people also have Central Earth nas and surnas.
You can call by my Central Earth na: Xing’er."
The courtesan’s every frown and smile were extrely seductive, unknowingly disarming suspicions and drawing one to desire closeness.
If Lady Peach Fairy was a juicy water peach thateveryone wanted to bite into, then Courtesan Xing’er was a poisonous fruit, beautifully beyond cure.
The alien girl clinging tightly to Qiu Shaobai’s arms also leaned in close to his ear and softly said,
"Lord, my na is Niannu, you may call Nu’er.
Xing’er placed her hands on her waist and gave them another curtsy, softly pleading,
"We travel far from ho, trekking thousands of miles, even as weak won we need so skills to protect ourselves.
It’s rare to encounter a trade place like the Cloud Tower Ghost Market where we don’t have to worry about being deceived or taken advantage of, who would want to miss it?
Especially the magic required for Foundation Establishnt and Enlightennt must be taken with utmost care.
I’m just a little foreign girl who doesn’t understand the intricacies, could you help examine it a bit?"
Seeing their hesitation, glistening tears imdiately began to swirl in Xing’er’s sapphire-like eyes.
"Do you look down on us just because we are lowly dancers from a small nation, unwilling to accompany us?"
Although Wang Yuan found it a bit coincidental,
on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival three days ago, he had observed the aura above their heads.
It’s hard to say that they were good people, but they were not the kind burdened with debt and wickedness, and regardless of their intentions, they had not committed any evil deeds.
In the end,
The three of them ultimately could not refuse the persuasive words of Xing’er about their admiration for the magic of the Heavenly Dynasty and were literally dragged into the bustling Ghost Market.
"Most of what circulates in the Ghost Market are low-level or Yellow Departnt Taoist Skills; once there is a Mystical Departnt Skill that can elevate one to a Mage, one must be careful in discernnt.
The seller may not even truly understand..."
"Brother Jin, you know so much, we’ll be counting on you later."
Xing’er, a skilled and graceful courtesan, never neglected any one of the three in Wang Yuan’s group in her conversation, elating them as if basked in the warmth of spring.
anwhile, at the Yinyue Building at the sa ti.
Ghost Baby Wang Yuan, his body covered with golden scriptures, was seated on the White Jade Altar.
Behind his head, the [rit Golden Wheel] shined brightly, scattering endless golden light.
The Ghost Baby clone served as an extension of Wang Yuan’s soul and naturally shared the [rit Golden Wheel].
Whoosh...
The [Yin Morality] from the "Small Book of Life and Death" was currently pouring out like water released from a dam, and the [rit Golden Wheel] atop the Ghost Baby’s head was growing brighter.
After stepping in to resolve Dengzhou Prefecture’s crisis of "trading grain for land" as the "I’ll Handle This,"
his [Yin Morality] increased from a ager 2891 points after saving Nie Hongying to 45613 points.
Having just received the ten thousand [Yin Morality] from the trade of "Life Spans," he finally crossed the fifty thousand mark again, reaching 55613 points.
"The Green Silk White Hair Building" was directly operated by the Ghost Market, naturally exempt from taxation, so the ten thousand [Yin Morality] was fully credited to his account.
"Although this is not an exclusive business, it’s still quite rare and absolutely a gold-absorbing beast."
Wang Yuan did not worry that the business of trading "Life Spans" would be coveted by those skilled in Daoist Arts.
To tell the truth, in this divine deceit world where "human life" can serve as hard currency, the existence of Weird and Deceit Objects that can be traded for "lifespan" is not too rare.
Apart from the Deceit Market he controlled, there were two others that he had heard of or seen with his own eyes.
One was the Great Yan Treasure Ship (Chapter 2), which could exchange goods for lifespan, and the other was the gambling table in the Wealth Qi Building that could transform the gamblers’ surplus organs into lifespan (Chapter 120).
Moreover, the discrepancy between the blessing of lifespan and the Killing Dao Fruit is fundantally imasurable.
Even the lowest-grade Killing Thieves Fruit can grant immortality to a Deceit Immortal, forever eliminating concerns about the depletion of lifespan.
If one were to rely on trading lifespan in this manner to replenish,
decades of busily accumulating deeds of kindness would not even make up for the ti wasted, let alone add to one’s lifespan.
As for the idea of using force to subdue a Weird?
Not to ntion whether this fanciful idea is feasible,
just finding the Money Box within a radius of three hundred li is already beyond what a Mage can accomplish.
As Yin Morality continues to deplete, the whispers emanating from the golden wheel behind his head seem on the verge of transforming into a grand scripture, and Wang Yuan nods silently:
"Although I’m still a bit away from completely ignoring the Xue family’s ancestral hall and using Daoist Skills at will,
after adding these fifty thousand units of Yin Morality, the preparatory work can start to be initiated."
Heavenly Dao values life, and naturally, saving countless commoners will bring the descent of Yin Morality.
And among the nine counties, with over a million people worshiping "I am here", human willpower flocks to him.
Yin Morality is Heaven’s recompense, a blessing that cos from the resonance between Heavenly People; human willpower, on the other hand, originates from the Human Dao. Together, they unify Heaven and Man, causing the rit Golden Wheel to undergo a fundantal change.
This can be said to be: First, adorned with rit; second, revered by a myriad of people; third, born as a human.
These three conditions, when gathered, prove that one will not harm this world or its people.
One can then move freely within the "Dragon Qi Prohibition," the last line of defense, and act as one pleases.
The more substantial the rit, the fuller the people’s hearts, the higher the authority one has within the Dragon Qi Prohibition.
Previously possessing one hundred thousand units of rit and the hearts of a million people, Wang Yuan was able to exert the casting ability of his Dao Foundation level within the Xue family’s ancestral hall.
After adding another fifty thousand units of Yin Morality, this fundantal change finally reached a critical point.
Clang—!
With the sound of a clear bell from behind his head, the countless whispers finally faintly combined into a solemn scripture:
"Ten directions proclaim the subtle, command spells seal the springs, alleviate the suffering of San Tu, depart from the Blood Lake Court, all n and won ascend above the slumbering souls and detained spirits..."
Wang Yuan’s heart firmly resolved, knowing that in a few days, once he completed the human willpower.
To wield the Daoist Skills and kill at will within the State Governnt and the Xue Mansion is a matter of course!
The Ghost Baby rubbed its small hands together.
It placed a straw figure on the altar, tied red strings at its limbs and neck, and then slapped the physique taken from Xue Yan right onto it with force.
The straw figure imdiately began to twitch.
The Earth Que Golden Book contained nurous venomous Ghost Dao Techniques.
This ti, Wang Yuan chose a technique called the Green Silk Spell.
It originally required stealthily obtaining the hair naturally shed by the person to be suppressed during grooming, to be personally woven into a small green silk figure.
Then, by casting a spell on this green silk figure, the sa spell force could be inflicted on the living person.
Now that Xue Yan’s physique had already been captured by Wang Yuan from close distance, there was no need for such a hassle.
When the straw figure transford into the likeness of Xue Yan, he attached a seal that seed to be written in blood, the Immortal Sand Soul Returning Seal, onto the forehead of the figure.
This Talisman was inscribed with the blood of a being of spiritual essence (Old Black).
When used correctly, it can preserve the spiritual wisdom of demons and prevent them from completely degenerating into a Weird (Chapter 162).
When used inversely, it induces extre emotions and attracts various living "knowledge" to descend, voluntarily transforming people into Weirds!
Imdiately, Ghost Baby Wang Yuan’s hand ford a mantra, and his body trembled violently as if possessed, beginning to recite a sinister spell:
"The lady’s spirit likes purity, but the heart disturbs it; the human heart likes quietness, but desires pull at it. Always able to dispel desires, the heart becos quiet, clarify the heart and the spirit becos pure.
Naturally, the six desires do not arise, the three poisons are extinguished, however..."
...
Hundreds of li away in Shanyang City, Xue Mansion.
It was still a long ti before daybreak.
Wang Yuan and his group got up early in the middle of the night in order to rush to the Ghost Market.
But in the Xue Mansion, even the most diligent servant was still deep in sleep, not to ntion Xue Yan, the second butler who had lived in comfort for many years.
At the mont Wang Yuan recited the spell and cast the magic,
The old man suddenly twitched in his sleep, his eyelids trembled violently, but he seed rooted to the spot and could not open his eyes no matter how he tried.
Through the slits of his eyes, a wicked green light faintly shown.
Then, his fingernails on hands and feet started to grow rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Dark and filthy, carrying a pungent stench, they looked like iron hooks or the talons of so fierce bird!
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