My Silly, Sweet Wife

The Ghost Market is located in the territory of West Kunlun in Hua Country.

Ye Guichen and his companions set off from Jinling and traveled for three days and nights before arriving at the outskirts of the Ghost Market.

According to Fang Tiancheng, to enter the Ghost Market, one must first pass through Soul-breaking Valley. Approximately seventy-seven kilometers within the valley, there is a Reincarnation Cave.

Enter that cave and continue forward to reach the Ghost Market.

This Soul-breaking Valley lies at the heart of Kunlun Mountain. It is called Soul-breaking Valley because evil beasts frequently appear here, making it a dead end for ordinary people who accidentally enter.

Of course, this only applies to ordinary people.

Many who traverse the Ghost Market are quite familiar with this place.

The term Ghost Market is just a name; it serves as a transition area between the secular world and the hidden domain, similar to the mythical Peach Blossom Spring described by Tao Yuanming.

It is a place not only for martial artists and cultivators to trade, but also for many permanent residents.

The Ghost Market bears similarities to the vast southwestern desert.

Many people who have offended powerful figures and have nowhere to flee come to the Ghost Market seeking refuge.

In the Ghost Market, under the control of a dark overlord known as the Great Demon King, even those intending to kill their enemies dare not act too recklessly.

Gradually, as time passed, the number of such people increased, and they slowly became residents of the Ghost Market.

However, if the Ghost Market were as harmonious as it appears, it wouldn’t need to exist.

The reason the Great Demon King shelters these people is because they provide him with what he needs.

Some offer spirit stones, others offer themselves to the Great Demon King, while some present him with rare treasures.

In short, those seeking protection in the Ghost Market must offer something valuable.

This is merely one aspect.

On the other hand, if someone not protected by the Ghost Market indiscriminately kills, disrupting its relatively stable state, their fate is usually death.

Therefore, by currying favor with the Great Demon King, one can thrive in the Ghost Market.

For Ye Guichen, entering Soul-breaking Valley now is not difficult.

Led by Fang Tiancheng, Ye Guichen and Luo Shentong’s group quickly entered Soul-breaking Valley, heading straight for Reincarnation Cave.

Soul-breaking Valley is dense with forests, occasionally echoing with the sounds of wild beasts.

When they had traveled about thirty miles into Soul-breaking Valley, a song suddenly rang out above them.

The melody was captivating, as if it resonated throughout Soul-breaking Valley.

Fang Tiancheng, hearing the song, stopped abruptly, whispered, ”That should be Mr. Gongyang. We must be careful not to be discovered by him.”

”Mr. Gongyang?” Luo Shentong was puzzled, asking, ”Who is that?”

”A true cultivator.” Fang Tiancheng swallowed, explaining softly, ”It is said that this individual has a peculiar personality, specifically robbing those who leave Ghost Market. However, since this is Soul-breaking Valley, away from Ghost Market’s protection, many fear him greatly. He kills without pattern, sometimes simply because someone displeases him. Yet at other times, he merely gouges out eyes without taking anything. He often roams Soul-breaking Valley, but nobody can touch him because he’s a cultivator.”

Hearing this, Fang Tiancheng seemed afraid of Mr. Gongyang, instinctively crouching down.

Ye Guichen was immensely intrigued.

He had never seen a cultivator before.

He raised his head slightly to identify the source of the singing, then looked up.

With Ye Guichen’s keen eyesight, he naturally spotted the individual Fang Tiancheng feared.

The person was a hundred steps away from Ye Guichen and his companions, lounging on a crooked tree.

A large bag hung from a branch beside him, bulging with unknown contents.

On another nearby branch hung a wild boar.

The boar was already dead, its hide stripped bare, leaving only its body.

Yet, its hooves were missing.

A closer look revealed that Mr. Gongyang was holding a raw pig’s foot, eating it with relish.

”Haha, this mountain I open, this tree I plant; to pass through here, pay the toll!” Mr. Gongyang glanced toward Ye Guichen and his companions, tearing off a piece of meat and lightly tossing it.

That piece flew like a bullet, directly towards Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen raised an eyebrow, unexpectedly realizing he had been discovered.

He dodged to the side, avoiding the meat.

Bang!

The meat hit a tree behind Ye Guichen, creating a hole in the shape of the meat.

This was the result of refining one’s breath to perfection.

Ye Guichen believed that achieving such precision would require tremendous effort on his part.

”Indeed a cultivator,” Ye Guichen thought, leaping to a nearby tree and bowing towards Mr. Gongyang, ”Mr. Gongyang, we merely seek passage, no offense intended. Please let us through.”

Fang Tiancheng discreetly wiped away cold sweat.

He knew the extent of Mr. Gongyang’s power.

This Mr. Gongyang, named Gongyang Lang, had an unknowable background, but his methods were beyond comprehension.

So far, even cultivators have not been able to match him.

”This mountain I open, this tree I plant; to pass through here, haha, pay the toll!” Gongyang Lang seemed unmoved, repeating his demand.

Ye Guichen laughed, taking ten spirit stones from his pocket and tossing them toward Gongyang Lang.

Seeing Ye Guichen hand spirit stones to Gongyang Lang, Fang Tiancheng wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

Previously, others gave spirit stones upon encountering Gongyang Lang, but he treated them as easy targets, robbing them completely, even stripping them of their clothes.

As the saying goes, wealth should not be flaunted, a principle Ye Guichen seemed to miss entirely.

Yet now, Fang Tiancheng dared not make a sound, his heart racing.

The ten spirit stones formed a line, flying straight to Gongyang Lang.

Gongyang Lang reached out, easily catching ten spirit stones.

With one hand unable to hold them all, most of the spirit stones suspended in front of him as he slightly raised his eyelids.

”Haha, young man, you definitely understand the way of the world!”

Gongyang Lang took a spirit stone, bit it with his teeth, then waved his hand, causing all ten spirit stones to disappear.

”Someone who casually hands over ten spirit stones is indeed wealthy!”

Gongyang Lang chuckled, ”In that case, hand over the rest of your spirit stones to me!”