Although the black shadowy figure was wearing a face cloth, Eadric Rong could feel a powerful aura rippling from behind the illusion he created.The atmosphere inside the deserted cabin became even more eerie, the sea breeze blowing through the window slits reinforcing the sense of mystery. Cold sweat began to break out on his back, but he remained calm."A Practitioner at the Golden Lotus Swordsman level?" thought Eadric Rong to himself, his eyes narrowing behind the magic illusion he had created. His heart rumbled, but his expression remained calm, as his figure merged with the shadow of the silent room."Wait a minute... But this isn't Reverend Yunho's aura!" Eadric Rong hesitated. He suspected that this ninja figure was Reverend Yunho, judging from his motive—a grudge because he refused to ally with Prince Han Seolmin.Now that he had gotten a closer look at the ninja, his assumptions were shattered.The figure in black, though faintly illuminated by the gently swaying oil lamp, a

Eadric Rong felt a little cornered. His face was flushed, but he restrained himself and returned the greeting politely, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and bowed respectfully."Ah... Reverend Yunho." His voice was low, full of politeness. "This simple Taoist faith does not deserve to be called such a great practitioner. Pindao's martial arts are only Taiji movements, just to relax muscles and bones, nothing more."The cold sea breeze blew strongly, hitting both of their faces, bringing with it the sharp scent of salt. The morning sky was still shrouded in darkness, with only a streak of light on the eastern horizon.The piercing temperature made anyone think twice about lingering outside. However, both Eadric Rong and Reverend Yunho remained standing tall on the deck, bowing to each other with an elegance full of formality.Ten breaths passed in heavy silence. Neither moved, as if trapped in an endless politeness contest, each waiting for the other to end the salute

One hio stick had burned out, the smoke billowing out slowly, forming a thin curtain that floated in the night air.The dim light from the oil lamps installed along the lake highlights the stunning scenery.The Ghost Market is now in plain sight, a separate world hidden in the bowels of the earth. In the enveloping darkness, the market sparkles with the soft light bouncing off the oil lamps, revealing a bustling and mysterious life in the shadows.In the distance, the market is filled with crowds of visitors with strange and eccentric appearances. Shoppers and vendors are dressed in black robes, fur coats, and strange hats that cover most of their faces.Some wore masks adorned with bizarre ornaments, while others showed off jewel-encrusted outfits that sparkled under the lights.Amongst the hustle and bustle, the sounds of clattering feet, haggling and the hissing of hio smoke add a magical and slightly eerie feel to the atmosphere of this market."There's no need to dock. I'll go by

"One moment, old man," Eadric Rong said as he stopped the pace. "You are Doctor Huang Zhirou? The second disciple of the Incomparable Great Milky Way?" he hissed.Instead of speaking softly, his voice rang out clearly in the dark and stuffy narrow hallway of the Ghost Market. Doctor Huang's face instantly turned tense. He glanced around, his breath hitching slightly, noticing the suspicious gazes of the people around."Haiyaaa, you really are a fool, Teacher Tao Guo!" scolded Doctor Huang quietly but sharply. "I told you not to speak loudly, but you're shouting like you're about to announce everything!"The market, which had been filled with the low noise of merchants and buyers, was suddenly quiet. Eadric Rong felt a chill creep up the back of his neck as suspicious eyes fixed on him. His heart skipped a beat, his throat went dry, and he realized his mistake."I'm sorry..." he whispered, his voice barely audible.Doctor Huang quickly smiled faintly, then bowed lightly towards the cro

Hearing this statement, instantly all the practitioners of the Five Colors Poison Sect stopped their wall-breaking activities. They forgot their original goal and turned their attention entirely to the mysterious color change in the ceiling of the Ghost Market."Aurora? Did someone successfully refine a Taiyang Guang ranked Spiritual Weapon?" one of the practitioners exclaimed in a tone full of excitement and disbelief.The face of Fang Yao, the leader of the group, changed drastically. She looked pale, but her expression was filled with an excitement that could not be hidden."That old doctor and that refiner heir must have managed to refine a legendary weapon in there. If I can catch the two of them, not only will I get a copy of the Book of Medicine, but a Taiyang Guang ranked weapon will also be mine!"With this conclusion, Fang Yao, with a voice trembling with excitement, ordered his Five Poisons cultivators to continue their work more intensively."Hey all of you! Why stop worki