The entire venue suddenly fell silent, except for the resounding laughter of the Leak Sea Old Man echoing through the Ghost Market.

Amidst the laughter, Chen Xu picked up the Tongxuan Mirror.

He then casually reached out and, from a pile of rubble and decayed leaves, took a branch-like ordinary relic of the [Innate Spirit Root].

None of the specters in the venue recognized this item, and Chen Xu's acquisition of the spirit root was unbelievably smooth.

It was not until he took the [Innate Spirit Root] relic that the other specters finally reacted, causing a sudden uproar in the ghost crowd.

"Leak Sea Old Man, he actually grew a tongue and ate the porridge!"

"Leak Sea Old Man grew a tongue because of this porridge. Just how delicious could it be? Oh, it drives a ghost crazy, I want to eat it…"

"I won the bet, I won! Leak Sea Old Man indeed swallowed that bowl of porridge, Long-Tongue Ghost, you lost, hee hee hee, give me your tongue."

"Ah… move aside, what are you doing? Get lost, get lost. Ouch, it hurts!"

"Why are you jostling? Cause any more commotion and I'll call for arbitration…"

Just as the specters were about to stir up chaos amidst the commotion, a thunderous yell suddenly rang out, halting the chaos.

The ghost crowd fell silent once more.

Ghosts have no constant face, their emotions can change instantaneously.

If not for the strongest constraints above, the Ghost Market could descend into infinite chaos anytime, anywhere.

Meanwhile, after drinking the hot porridge, the entire ghost was still in an indescribable state of excitement.

Seeing Chen Xu only choose a dark, withered branch besides the Tongxuan Mirror, the old man grabbed another handful of miscellaneous items beside the stall to stuff into his hands.

Pieces like broken stones, torn scraps, rusted iron pieces that looked like Magical Treasure fragments…

"Young friend, don't despise these." He grinned widely, his mouth full of sharp teeth, his tone still high and spirited, "I salvaged them from the Yellow Springs River, seemingly insignificant, but they have lasted years in Yellow Springs without decay…"

"Tch!" Just as the ghost crowd had quieted down, a sneer interrupted the old man's words.

"What Yellow Springs doesn't decay, you've been saying that for years, Leak Sea Old Man. No matter how indestructible, they're just useless scrap.

This Hanged Ghost's porridge made you grow a tongue, and you're offering these things?"

The Leak Sea Old Man was unperturbed, replying loudly: "The porridge tastes good, but it can only make me grow a tongue while eating. Once finished, the tongue will quickly regress.

I won't let ghosts suffer, nor will I suffer myself.

Young friend, give me the whole jar of porridge, and I'll give you a bottle of Yellow Spring Pill, no, three bottles!"

Three bottles of Yellow Spring Pill could value at least thirty years of ghost lifespan—

Like the old man said earlier, one Yellow Spring Pill costs ten years of ghost lifespan, a price too high to sell.

Do you really think ghost lifespan is just a number?

Yet a Yellow Spring Pill valued at thirty years of ghost lifespan is genuinely shocking to the specters.

The specter that jeered no longer taunted.

However, the ghost crowd, instead, started pounding their chests, wailing in anguish.

The Tray Ghost was so excited standing next to Chen Xu that its entire body almost twisted out of shape.

"Ghost friend, those are three bottles of Yellow Spring Pill, oh my goodness me…"

Seeing Chen Xu and the Leak Sea Old Man complete their transaction, various sighs and regrets erupted from the specters watching.

Even muttered complaints arose from some ghosts: "Alas, why did you stir the commotion earlier? Because of it, Leak Sea Old Man bought all the porridge, can we still buy it?"

"Heh, one bottle of Yellow Spring Pill per bowl, wouldn't we be buying it if we could afford it?"

"I really want to taste it, smells so fragrant…"

One ghost turned its eyeballs and quietly removed its head, rolling it like a ball toward Chen Xu.

[Like+10]

[Like+20]

[Like+700]

...

Amidst the snow-like cascade of likes, the impressive single [700] likes came from the Leak Sea Old Man.

At this point, Chen Xu had received over [5000] likes in the Yellow Springs Ghost Market.

And as the like count continued to grow, the Leak Sea Old Man's single praise brought [700] likes to Chen Xu, followed by consecutive praises, with likes decreasing as:

[Like+600]

[+500]

[+300]

...

With the total likes breaking new highs, quickly exceeding [6000], close to [7000].

Therefore, the real benefit Chen Xu obtained from this transaction far exceeds what he gained from the Leak Sea Old Man's stall.

Most importantly, he has earned a reputation in the Yellow Springs Ghost Market.

Seeing his transaction with the Leak Sea Old Man complete, Yellow Spring Pill in hand, and that jar of porridge exchanged.

He moved as if to pack up his Red Mud Small Stove.

The crowded specters watching couldn't hold back any longer. A specter shouted aloud: "Porridge Ghost brother, will you set up a stall? Sell me your porridge!"

Hey, Chen Xu also gained a new nickname in the Ghost Market. No longer called "Hanged Ghost" but now "Porridge Ghost."

Amid the noisy specters, the Leak Sea Old Man suddenly shouted loudly:

"Silence, no yelling!"

The old man's shout was louder than thunder, like surging and roaring waves, akin to a mountain calling and sea roaring.

With one shout, he directly suppressed the rowdy cries of the ghosts.

Chen Xu smoothly packed up his Red Mud Small Stove.

"Alas!" The ghost crowd let out another round of sighs.

But none of the spirits dared shout or hereafter disturb, even the rolling eyeball and head nearby silently backed away a few feet.

Through this, Leak Sea Old Man declared to the ghosts present that the "Porridge Ghost" was under his protection.

The Tray Ghost stuck closely to Chen Xu's side, watching him pack his things, then rose like an elegant gentleman to take leave from Leak Sea Old Man.

Thereafter, he ventured into the intertwined streets of the Ghost Market.

While most specters retreated, ghostly entities still roamed the Ghost Market.

Numerous ghostly eyes and countless gazes still subtly and distantly followed his figure.

Chen Xu remained composed and tranquil, appearing unaware of the specters' focus. Or perhaps he sensed it yet appeared unconcerned.

The Tray Ghost understood this man's demeanor wasn't menacing, but his essence was by no means simple.

At the same time, the Tray Ghost couldn't grasp Chen Xu's true nature.

Uncertain whether his composure was due to confidence in his abilities or feigned indifference, actually anxious deep down?

The Tray Ghost said: "Ghost friend, the Yellow Spring Pill and Tongxuan Mirror you acquired earlier, are making the specters envious indeed.

Although none dare act recklessly at the Ghost Market now, once outside the market, it might not be the same.

Have you… formulated any plans?

Also, your porridge is so delicious. Are you not setting up a stall…"

Before the last word left his mouth, he saw the Hanged Ghost-like Chen Xu mutter: "A guest arrives."

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