Chen Xu had long anticipated that Old Zhai Cai's power was certainly not weak.

But for him to give out [500] likes in one go, that was excessively strong.

Even Feng Yuanbai is nothing compared to that!

But who could blame Old Zhai Cai for being greedy in his eating?

Now that he had consumed Chen Xu's [Meat Ganoderma Soup], he would be under Chen Xu's command for the next two hours, unable to defy any orders.

No matter how strong he is, he is still a ghost under my control.

The art of Spiritual Food is truly fascinating.

The most remarkable part is that, even though the other party was under Chen Xu's control, he seemed unaware of it.

Chen Xu told him not to touch that second bamboo tube of soup, and he obediently complied, yet his eyes couldn't help but drift towards the direction of the bundle.

Under the locust tree, Chen Xu sighed and said, "I've stumbled into this place, departing from the human world, yet I don't know what to do in the future?"

This was a leading question.

Although only Chen Xu and Old Zhai Cai were present here, Chen Xu acted with extreme caution.

He wanted to know specific information about Pufeng Mountain, and even when facing a ghost under his control, he had to take a roundabout way, never easily revealing his true purpose.

Old Zhai Cai's eyes were still glued to the second bamboo tube, drooling incessantly.

He chuckled, saying, "Pufeng Mountain, our Pufeng Mountain is good. Let me tell you, once you're in our Pufeng Mountain, your life as a ghost will be much easier.

Whenever clueless passersby come near, you can seize a couple of them down the mountain, and you won't have to worry for a whole year.

If you offer a fresh human heart to our Ghost King, and he graciously gives you a bit of guidance, you can learn some magic.

Hey, that's even better, with magic you won't be confined to this ten-mile radius, and there are many living people far beyond.

Fly out at night, return at dawn, and bring back a few human hearts, it's truly better than being an Immortal!"

Better than being an Immortal indeed.

Chen Xu remained calm, saying, "The Ghost King, we have a Ghost King here? Since I'm new, should I not pay my respects?"

Old Zhai Cai was still lamenting, "It's those people from the Prison Control Department who besiege us from time to time, each new official wanting to raid Pufeng Mountain at least once, hey, is our Pufeng Mountain so easily raided?

It's just a dream! Wishful thinking.

However, these people coming back and forth have made the number of living people nearby dwindle, and there are hardly any left within a ten-mile radius.

Our leader has already said, don't drain the lake to fish.

Is it us who want to eat all the nearby people? It's not us...

Yet those ordinary officials have driven one village after another away, making our Ghost Market less lively than before."

Saying this, he smacked his lips and leaned closer to Chen Xu, deliberately lowering his voice:

"Our Ghost King practices day and night, reaching the heavens in profoundness. Whether new people or new ghosts arrive at Pufeng Mountain, how could he not know?

He's just too lazy to care.

Here we have new ghosts coming every few days, if he were to meet each one, how bothersome would that be."

Chen Xu felt a slight stir in his heart and spirit upon hearing this.

He controlled his emotions, showing disappointment on his face, "Then should I just settle here without any regard? Not even meeting the master, that, that would be too, too improper…"

As he spoke, his tone carried some perplexity.

Old Zhai Cai wiped the drool from his mouth, chuckling, "You want to seek an audience with our leader to learn magic, right? I understand, I understand.

Our leader loves fresh human hearts, and while this Ghost Ganoderma Soup of yours tasted great to me, Old Cai, it might not be enough to get you an audience with him!

Don't you have anything else, something more impressive?"

Old Zhai Cai surreptitiously and with his eyes, glanced at Chen Xu from bottom to top.

Chen Xu felt a deep chill in his heart, but outwardly he modestly said, "I, I have one more item…"

"What is it?" Old Zhai Cai grew anxious, almost wanting to pounce over and rummage through Chen Xu's package.

Yet mysteriously, there was an inexplicable sense of awareness that stopped him from acting on impulse.

Old Zhai Cai didn't feel strange, thinking that he was just being well-mannered and sensible today, a good ghost.

He leaned in closer, so Chen Xu deliberately lowered his voice, covered his mouth with his hand, and whispered softly into his ear, "Take me to meet the Ghost King, to present the Ghost Ganoderma Soup.

I also have Yellow Springs... as a gift for you."

Old Zhai Cai didn't completely catch what Chen Xu said, but he had a vague understanding of something.

Then he slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Aiyo, that's great, great! Hey, little ghost, why didn't you say earlier that you had such good stuff?

Come, come, follow me.

Let me tell you, it's actually been two or three days since I last saw our leader.

Really, a day apart feels like three autumns, I miss our leader terribly.

It's a good thing you have a treasure to present today, I'll get to benefit from it and pay respects to our leader too."

As Chen Xu listened to Old Zhai Cai's rambling, his divine thought subtly dispersed, coexisting with the world here.

The small Ghost Market in the Locust Tree Forest had been thoroughly left behind, and the faint cries and howls of the evil ghosts had completely vanished.

Only the cold sun in the sky followed, with its dim light and eerie mist, making the entire dense forest appear twisted.

The air grew heavier, coldness invading from all directions.

Old Zhai Cai even shivered slightly, asking Chen Xu, "Brother, are you cold?"

Chen Xu was actually not cold.

He was wearing the Puppet Mask, which, while covering him as lightly as nothing at all, strangely felt like a thick garment.

The cold filtered through, reduced by the mask, leaving him with only thirty percent of it.

With Chen Xu's current physique, this thirty percent of cold was nothing at all.

But he pretended to be a bit cold, shivering slightly, and asked Old Zhai Cai, "Senior, aren't we ghosts? How are we still afraid of the cold?"

Old Zhai Cai laughed, saying, "The cold varies from ghost to ghost, there's a difference in cold, too.

Our leader is a true hero.

In a place he finds comfortable, you and I cannot linger long. When we reach…"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Xu heard the roaring sound of water.

The sound was as loud as thunder in the sky.

In front of them was a towering waterfall, crashing down from the heavens. The sharp water splashed about, causing the surrounding stones and earth to reverberate with a crackling sound.

Logically, with such a waterfall ahead, Chen Xu should have heard the sound long ago.

But in fact, he didn't hear the water until they were close.

The sudden grandeur brought a tremendous impact, causing Chen Xu's heart and spirit to almost waver.

Yet fortunately, after a previous breakthrough, he was currently pushing to climb even higher.

With an unprecedented determination and remarkably calm divine thought.

He controlled the surge of emotions inside, showing only surprise on his face.

His keen senses detected in the waterfall before him, an inescapable coldness, chaos, anger, frenzy, unfathomable strength...

And beneath the grand facade, the occasional fleeting sluggishness.

This brought a conjecture to Chen Xu's mind.

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