Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld

Chapter 336 - 107: Observations and Experiences (Part 2)

"Compared to that, what’s a mere thirty taels of gold?"

"..." Fang Zheng remained silent.

"How about this." The dwarf sighed softly:

"I’ll add a recent news compilation from Zhaonan Prefecture, how about it? Any cheaper, and I definitely can’t make the decision."

"Deal!"

Fang Zheng finally nodded and casually asked:

"If I want to buy Yin objects, where should I go?"

"Consider this information a gift." The dwarf handed over two booklets while accepting the silver notes and casually said:

"There is a street in the black market specifically for those who practice magic, it has what you want. Of course, you can also go to the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion."

As he walked out of the Thousand Mechanisms Pavilion, a cold wind blew, causing Fang Zheng to instinctively tighten his black robe.

He glanced back.

So dark!

Shaking his head silently, he stepped towards the depths of the black market.

......

"Customer."

The stall owner sat cross-legged on a meditation mat, with a miniature screen placed in front of him, depicting various women in vivid embroidery.

"This Hundred Beauties Painting can be used to harmonize Yin and Yang, exploring the ultimate joy between men and women. After dark, you can summon all the beauties in the painting to enjoy together."

"It’s priced at eight hundred taels of silver, absolutely not expensive."

The screen was only a ruler in length, and though it didn’t show a hundred beauties, there were twenty or so, each one lifelike.

Fang Zheng squatted down, looking at the women on the screen, his eyes flickering:

"You kill people to take their souls, trapping them in this magical artifact with a secret technique. That’s quite a method, Daoist, but doesn’t this practice go against the harmony of heaven?"

He saw it clearly.

The women on the screen were not dead things but the souls of women, which explains why they can be summoned to share the extreme delights between men and women.

"Heh..." The stall owner, cloaked in a black robe, slightly raised his head at these words, a dried, bony finger slowly extended from his long sleeve, gently pointing at the screen:

"This object is not crafted by me, but obtained from an evil daoist. My friend should not pretend to be righteous. If I were to destroy this magical artifact, the women’s souls in the painting would be destroyed in an instant."

"Then, where would the cause and effect return to?"

Fang Zheng shook his head.

After death, the three souls and seven spirits each have their own place.

Currently, all these women’s souls have been captured in the screen, with no body providing essence. They’re like rootless duckweed, and if released, these female ghosts would devour the essence blood and primordial energy of living people.

Whoever buys it back home will end up being drained into a human husk.

Moreover,

The female ghosts in the painting will eventually turn into bloodthirsty resentful souls over time, which will not change even if the women were good-natured in life.

Without a physical form, obsessions and resentments will only accumulate, eventually blinding their wisdom completely.

"Friend."

The stall owner’s voice carried displeasure:

"If you don’t plan to buy, leave, and don’t disturb my business."

"Heh..." Fang Zheng chuckled lightly:

"Daoist, don’t get excited. I’m here for business. I heard you can buy Yin Soul Pearls here. Is that true?"

Yin Soul Pearls, objects condensed by Yin Energy, can only be refined by a Mage.

Which means,

The person in front is a Mage!

Though clearly not walking the righteous path.

"You want to buy Yin Soul Pearls?" The stall owner’s eyes moved, landing on the Five Ghosts’ Pouch hanging at Fang Zheng’s waist. A glint of greed flashed in his eyes:

"Going to feed Fierce Ghosts with it?"

"How it’s used is none of your concern, Daoist." Fang Zheng spoke:

"It seems you have some, how much are you selling them for?"

"Fifty taels of silver each." The stall owner extended a finger. The withered skin and prominent bones were like those from a skeleton.

"That’s expensive." Fang Zheng shook his head, taking out an item:

"How about I exchange this for it?"

"This is..." The stall owner looked down, his voice slightly trembling:

"Ginseng Essence?"

"Correct." Fang Zheng nodded:

"One drop of Ginseng Essence for one Yin Soul Pearl."

"This..." The stall owner hesitated, seemingly wanting to haggle, but seeing Fang Zheng about to hold the porcelain bottle filled with Ginseng Essence, his voice changed eagerly:

"Deal!"

"Very well." Fang Zheng smiled:

"I have twenty drops of Ginseng Essence here."

"Twenty drops?" The stall owner’s fingers trembled slightly, his voice regretful:

"I don’t have that many Yin Soul Pearls."

"How many do you have?"

"Twelve."

"Then let’s exchange for twelve first."

Fang Zheng didn’t mind as he took out an empty bottle and separated twelve drops of Ginseng Essence, exchanging them for twelve Yin Soul Pearls from the other party.

"Friend." The stall owner leaned forward, saying:

"Twelve Yin Soul Pearls probably won’t be enough, but I have more at the place I stay. You can come back in three days, and we can trade again."

"Three days later?" Fang Zheng shook his head, not planning to have his schedule fixed:

"We’ll see then."

"I’m often in the black market." The stall owner clearly knew this, quickly saying:

"This is my fixed spot, you can come directly to find me next time. I’ll reserve the Yin Soul Pearls to exchange for your Ginseng Essence."

"At that time..." Fang Zheng began, his ears twitching lightly. He stood up, looking into the distance.

There was a commotion and two figures leapt onto a high platform.

"It seems a dispute arose, prepared to solve it with martial arts." The stall owner also looked up, saying in a low voice:

"That young man in purple is the Qilin Child of the Qian Family, having achieved the level of a Great Zhou Celestial Martial Artist at a young age. His opponent is going to be in trouble."

Qilin Child of the Qian Family,

Qian Fusong?

Fang Zheng nodded slowly. He had been in Zhaonan Prefecture for some time, especially paying attention to the situation of the Qian and Chen families at the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion. He couldn’t not have heard of the outstanding young generation of the Qian Family.

He then asked:

"Isn’t it forbidden to cause trouble here?"

"Not in private." The stall owner explained:

"But if both parties agree, they can go on stage for a martial competition, where life and death are disregarded, and the Great Mage overseeing this place won’t interfere."

Great Mage?

There’s a Great Mage overseeing this place?

At these words, Fang Zheng couldn’t help but be slightly surprised.