And so, a beautiful young girl, carrying the head of a ghost that screamed silently and leading the corpse of a hanged ghost, walked through the night, emitting mournful cries.

If there really are ghosts outside, they wouldn't dare to come close, right?

"My Lord God, where are we going?" The girl finally stopped crying.

[Whatever... wait a minute.] Li Changzhou discovered a teleportation array.

The teleportation array was somewhat disguised, but putting aside his sensitivity to space, his divine sense, capable of transporting millions of years' worth of magical power, even if suppressed to only scan a 10-meter radius around him, still made him virtually invincible.

This attempt at concealment is no different from trying to hide something obvious.

He could even extend his divine sense along the teleportation array to investigate the situation on the other side—the battle with the spatial lifeforms had greatly benefited him.

[To the left.] He thought of the immortal the girl had mentioned before.

[Keep going, okay, keep moving forward, don't stop.]

The girl walked forward 6 meters and stopped in front of a tree.

The teleportation array is on the tree; it's triggered, and even a mortal girl can use it with just a little effort.

[Hit him, and go as fast as you can, with the resolve to commit suicide.]

"Bumped..." The girl looked puzzled.

Once inside, follow my instructions and don't say anything unnecessary.

The girl, being a maid, quickly grasped the meaning and realized that she had no choice but to crash into the tree.

She took a deep breath, used her right hand holding the rope to protect her head, and pushed off the ground with both legs, slamming herself hard into the tree trunk.

When the girl's body was still one centimeter away from the tree trunk, array patterns appeared on the tree trunk and glowed faintly.

"Ah!" The girl didn't hit anything, stepped into empty air, and stumbled several times before regaining her balance.

Before me was a bustling street paved with bluestone slabs.

Along the roadside, banners fluttered and vendors hawked their wares. Inside the "Duan Family Weapons" shop, a lizard-like spirit beast was vigorously breathing fire into the furnace.

A man and a woman emerged from the "Lu Family Robe Shop." The woman's robes were dazzling with neon lights, making her look like a fairy.

The children laughed and cheered, because someone was selling mythical beasts on the street. A monkey was doing somersaults and wielding a stick, making the air whoosh as it was struck.

There was a loud commotion in front of the talisman shop, and a corpse was displayed. It seemed that the talisman he bought had failed to activate, causing him to be killed by his opponent in battle, and he was demanding compensation.

"Come on, come on, don't miss out! The recent battle between the two sides has resulted in the deaths of a large number of our comrades, leaving a lot of land and houses vacant. Prices have dropped dramatically!"

"The great battle ended on [date], and we're having a massive clearance sale on our wartime stockpiled elixirs! Buy now while supplies last!"

In mid-air, the talisman sword flew back and forth, darting through streets and alleys, busily moving about like a carrier pigeon.

"Gulp!" The girl swallowed hard. "My Lord, I am... I am..."

"That's right." Li Changzhou said with a slight smile.

"...So I really am dead. This is Ghost Street." The girl looked dejected.

[...That book is real, there really are immortals here, this is where immortals live.]

The girl's delicate lips parted, stunned.

Li Changzhou scanned the surrounding 10 meters with his divine sense to observe the situation. Behind the girl was a laurel tree, and the teleportation array pattern on the laurel tree was slowly dimming.

[Come back to your senses.]

The girl slowly closed her mouth.

Shout after me: "Selling ghosts, fresh hanged ghosts!"

"Sell, sell, sell, sell, sell ghost?!" The girl stammered again.

[Shout.] Li Changzhou uttered only one word.

The girl swallowed hard and whispered, "Selling, selling ghosts, selling ghosts, fresh... hanged ghosts."

[Didn't eat? Speak louder. Keep shouting.]

"Selling...selling ghosts..."

The young cultivator selling spirit soil across the street was getting anxious. There was only one path; if you looked to the left, you couldn't see to the right. This was unacceptable!

She shouted, "Spirit soil! Selling spirit soil!"

"

To Li Changzhou's surprise, the girl was not afraid at all. Instead, she seemed to be inspired by the competitive spirit of this little girl her age and shouted loudly:

"Ghosts for sale! Ghosts for sale! Freshly hanged ghosts!"

A man carrying a sword walked up to the girl: "How much for this ghost?"

The girl, who had been so bold just moments before, tensed up and instinctively shrank back.

What's there to be afraid of? Can he be scarier than a ghost? Ask him, "How much money are you willing to pay?"

To muster her courage, the girl glared at him and asked, "...How much money can you offer?!"

The man with the sword glanced at the ghost head in the girl's arms, then at the headless ghost corpse floating in the air like a balloon: "At most three spirit stones."

Not for sale.

The girl didn't know what spirit stones were, but she firmly said, "Not for sale!"

"Hmph." The man with the sword on his back waved his sleeve and left.

Intermittently, four or five people came to ask about the price, the highest being four yuan and the lowest being half a yuan.

“My Lord,” the girl asked softly when she had a moment, “how many spirit stones is this ghost worth? And what are spirit stones?”

"How would I know how much a ghost is worth? I've never done this kind of low-end business. I'll sell it to someone offering four spirit stones next time. As for what spirit stones are, you'll find out once you have it."

They kept shouting for another half hour.

The young cultivator selling spirit soil across the street made his first sale and immediately started showing off, holding the spirit crystals—fragments of spirit stones—that he had acquired, and showing them off to the girl across the path.

The girl muttered angrily, "People actually buy mud!"

Then he shouted even louder: "Ghosts for sale! Ghosts for sale! Just hanged ghosts! Come and see the hanged ghosts! Come and see the hanged ghosts! Fresh hanged ghosts!"

A young couple walked by.

"Junior sister, isn't your Five Ghosts Killing Technique just missing one ghost? You don't have the Hanging Ghost yet, do you?" the man asked.

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