"Since its level isn't high, let's just blow it up!"

The Odorless Immortal arrived at some unknown time. Upon hearing Zhuo Ying's last words, he tugged at his clothes, which were filled with pills.

Yes, the pills covering Wuxiu Zhenren's body were all his weapons—those pills could explode.

As a pill cultivator whose martial prowess is not high, the most impressive combat ability of the Odorless True Man is the attack pills he concocts himself.

Upon hearing Wuxiu Zhenren's words, Mingxin Zhenren curled his lip in disgust and said:

Are you afraid that if you make too much noise, you won't attract any attention?

"With your temperament, you're more suited to physical cultivation, why are you trying to refine pills?"

Sword cultivators never rely on pills, and their attitude towards alchemists is clearly not as polite as that of other cultivators.

Of course, alchemists also don't think much of sword cultivators.

The way they were so stingy, even trying to buy a single pill with spirit stones, was really too shabby.

Hearing Master Mingxin speak like this, Master Wuxiu naturally couldn't stand it and was about to retort when Liu Yunqing interrupted him.

"Hurry, someone's coming!"

Although the group had invisibility talismans on their bodies, they still found a secluded corner to hide in order to avoid being discovered.

Only Liu Yunqing, out of the sight of the other three, had half of his body inside the space and the other half outside, investigating the situation.

Before long, the Lord of Thousand Sun City, dressed in a black robe that almost blended into the night, came quickly from a distance.

When the Lord of Qianyang City reached the edge of the circular plaza, he did not rush in. Instead, he first scanned the area with his divine sense before tightening his hood and stepping into the center of the plaza.

The moment the Lord of Qianyang City stepped into the plaza, Liu Yunqing noticed a very clear fluctuation of power sweeping from the Lord of Qianyang City's head to his feet.

Having confirmed his identity, the moment the Lord of Thousand Sun City stepped into the plaza, his figure vanished in an instant, just as he had when entering the Ghost Market.

Even after the circular plaza was restored to its original state, it still looked empty and deserted.

Not long after the Lord of Qianyang City entered the circular plaza, he saw several more people dressed in black robes approaching from a distance, disappearing into the plaza in the same way.

The people who came this time were not as powerful as the Lord of Qianyang City, so Liu Yunqing used his divine sense to observe them from the position closest to them.

Then it was discovered that each of the later people had a small wooden puppet hanging from their waist.

After that force swept over the little wooden puppet, the group disappeared from Liu Yunqing's sight.

Clearly, the key to entering the circular plaza lies in that little wooden puppet.

"What do you think would happen if there were no little wooden puppets?" Zhuo Ying looked at the circular plaza, his eyes gleaming with the wisdom of a formation master.

Liu Yunqing glanced at Zhuo Ying, knowing she was trying to find a way to break the formation, and smiled gently:

"That's easy."

After saying that, he disappeared in a flash. A short while later, a minor cultivator who was only at the Qi Refining stage appeared, carrying a large bag of things, looking around as he walked towards the circular plaza.

Finding no one around the plaza, the young cultivator rubbed his arms and muttered to himself:

"Shouldn't all those seniors have gone to the Ghost Market today? Why are they placing orders now and then not showing up?"

Before he could finish speaking to himself, a cold, indifferent voice echoed in the young cultivator's mind:

"Bring the items into the square and place them in the very center."

The junior cultivator was startled. Had the senior heard what he said? Could it be that he might kill him at any moment if he didn't like something?

The young cultivator turned pale with fright and hurriedly walked towards the center of the circular plaza, muttering incantations as he went:

"I meant no offense, please forgive me, senior..."

Standing at the edge of the circular plaza, I watched as Xiao Xiu cautiously placed the items in the center of the plaza, tentatively called out a few times, and when no one answered, he turned and ran wildly out of the plaza.

After seeing this scene, Zhuo Ying was basically certain of the origin of the formation. His expression relaxed, and he was about to speak when Liu Yunqing covered his mouth.

"Ouch--"

The next instant, the figure of the Qi Refining cultivator running out seemed to have crashed into a wall, cried out in pain and fell backward.

The spot where the Qi Refining cultivator bumped into appeared instantly as a dark figure slowly materialized in the night—perhaps indistinguishable to the naked eye.

The Qi Refining cultivator had only fallen and was not injured. Upon getting up, he noticed the black-robed man standing before him and, assuming he was a customer, quickly pointed to the large bag and spoke to him:

"Senior, you must be the senior who asked me to run errands for you, right?"

"I didn't see you just now. I've placed the things in the center of the square for you as requested. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now."

After finishing his words, the Qi Refining cultivator hurriedly clasped his hands in a salute and bent over to run out of the square.

Although the man in black robes remained silent, he didn't let the Qi Refining cultivator run out of the plaza. He rolled up his sleeves and pulled the cultivator back, his voice stiff and rough as he said:

"What are you doing here?"

The Qi Refining cultivator, who was terrified, forgot his fear upon hearing the black-robed man's words and asked in confusion:

"Didn't your senior ask me to buy something for you?"

The black-robed cultivator remained silent for a while, then his stiff, rough voice rang out again:

"What did you buy? What did the person who asked you to buy it look like?"

The Qi Refining cultivator already knew that this person was not the one who asked him to buy things, and that communicating with this person seemed rather difficult.

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to intend to kill him, the Qi Refining cultivator mustered his courage and said:

"It's just some spirit wine and spirit beast meat. It's probably what that senior was planning to use to enjoy the night view, but I've never seen him and don't know what he looks like."

"If you are not a senior, please be merciful and let me leave!"

The man in black robes fell silent again for a while before speaking to the Qi Refining cultivator:

"The ghost market is open today, so don't wander around. Go back and get some rest."

The Qi Refining cultivator looked at the man in black robes in disbelief. Not only did the man not kill him, but he was even concerned about his cultivation level.

"Yes! Thank you for your concern, senior!"

After saying those words, the Qi Refining cultivator bowed and nodded to the man in black robes with great gratitude, then quickly ran out of the circular plaza.

The man in black robes did not leave immediately.

After the Qi Refining cultivator left, he first checked the contents of his package before slowly walking to the edge of the circular plaza, pretending to investigate.

"Could you think of a way to stall this man in black robes for a while? I want to take a closer look at that little wooden puppet."

Upon hearing Zhuo Ying's telepathic message, Liu Yunqing quickly responded, flicking his sword fingers to create a gust of wind carrying spiritual energy that lifted the hem of the black-robed man's robe.

The man in black robes, who was just about to turn and leave, immediately stopped and looked very keenly in the direction from which the spiritual energy was coming.

Liu Yunqing silently moved to another direction, and with another flick of his sword, the black-robed man turned around and followed him.

Seeing this, the other two followed Liu Yunqing's method and began to lead the man in black robes astray.

As a result, Master Mingxin went too far, and accidentally the swirling spiritual energy lifted the black-robed man's hood.

Liu Yunqing, who was closest to the camera, almost screamed in surprise!