Within the Ghost Market, what happened next was nothing short of thrilling.

At that moment, Chen Xu, still in the Mortal World, saw through the Black Tongue Old Ghost's tales of Lady Xie, realizing his true aim was the yin lifespan of the ghosts!

Indeed, if not for the purpose of harvesting yin lifespan, why else would he go to such lengths to incite the spirits?

Surely it wasn't just to cheer for Lady Xie?

Originally, none of this had any direct connection to Chen Xu. The Black Tongue Old Ghost could seize yin lifespan as he wished, as long as he didn't target Chen Xu; theoretically, Chen Xu had no reason to cause trouble for him.

Yet in the world, there's a saying that pulling one hair affects the whole body.

Watching the Black Tongue Old Ghost incite the spirits, his demeanor was mad.

With his speed of absorbing yin lifespan, it wouldn't take long before he could amass hundreds, even thousands of years!

If he truly absorbed so much yin lifespan in one swoop, who knows to what level his cultivation might rise.

Observing how this ghost could traverse the Yin and Yang Realms, with such an understanding of the Mortal World, Chen Xu had a sudden thought:

He couldn't let the Black Tongue Old Ghost continue to expand!

He made a swift decision, activating the Daoist Soldier to set up a small stove.

Melting millennial snow into a spiritual spring, adding the last drop of Netherworld Essence, one drop of Earth Yellow Spirit Marrow, a pinch of Hundred Evils Fruit Powder, and three ounces of Joy and Sorrow Wine, concocting a pot of Forgetfulness Soup for all ghosts and demons to eat.

Once the Forgetfulness Soup was made, a peculiar fragrance immediately spread.

Among it, the powder of the Hundred Evils Fruit played the biggest role, leaving the spirits intoxicated.

Such a soul-stirring fragrance was indeed too overpowering, truly striking the spirits' hearts.

Who could remember the Black Tongue Old Ghost's incitement while smelling this scent?

The spirits involuntarily shifted their focus, their eyes locked on the pot of fragrant Forgetfulness Soup.

At the same time, ghostly voices clamored: "What a fragrance, this soup should be mine!"

"What is this scent? Why does it make me recall the happiest moments of my life?"

"Get away, all of you, this bowl of soup is mine, ah—"

Suddenly, a shriek was heard, as a ghost pushed aside others and lunged towards the bubbling Forgetfulness Soup.

The long tongue of the ghost seemed about to stretch into the pot, when a mysterious force descended from nowhere.

In a flash, the ghost attempting to seize the Forgetfulness Soup was petrified, as if struck by lightning.

He let out a scream, his ghostly form scattered like sand.

A rattle, the ghost perished instantly.

"Thirty," a set of numbers floated into the Daoist Soldier sitting behind the pot.

In the Long-tongued Ghost Market, if one loses a debate, they die on the spot, completely losing their yin lifespan. Ghosts defying rules and forcefully seizing stalls suffer the same fate.

As for the drifting yin lifespan, one-third goes to the stall owner, two-thirds vanish.

"Thirty" years of yin lifespan floated into the Daoist Soldier.

Yet the Daoist Soldier was not a true life; he couldn't receive the yin lifespan.

Seeing things worsen, Chen Xu, in the Mortal World, immediately considered summoning the Daoist Soldier back.

Then he saw the Food Cauldron Celestial Book open beside him.

[You've crossed the Netherworld, capturing mysteries of the realms, acquiring ghosts' yin lifespan, obtaining three Life Spirit Crystals as spiritual materials.]

[New spiritual material unlocked, Fireworks Value +500]

[Life Spirit Crystal, growing spiritual things between life and death, when blended with Midnight Rootless Water, one can extend lifespan by a year. Humans eating it have a limit.

Note: Limits vary by person.]

Though the Daoist Soldier couldn't receive yin lifespan, at the instant it entered his body, the Food Cauldron Celestial Book captured it.

The captured yin lifespan was transformed into Life Spirit Crystals, edible by humans. Ten years of yin lifespan could potentially be exchanged for one Life Spirit Crystal.

The loss was indeed significant, but it was an item that extended lifespan!

A lifespan, who could dislike excess?

The preciousness of this item, from a certain perspective, could surpass the Thousand Treasures Brew of the Monkey King.

After all, consuming Thousand Treasures Brew involves risk; one might die before gaining any lifespan.

Yet the existence of Life Spirit Crystals lacked nearly any side effects, although consumption limits varied by person.

Even Chen Xu felt astonished.

Meanwhile, in the Ghost Market, the situation changed like a rapidly spinning carousel, and these three Life Spirit Crystals were merely the beginning.

More than one ghost vanished; simultaneously, a dozen or more ghosts lunged at the fire stove and pot before the Daoist Soldier.

The spirits howled, piling on each other.

"Clear out, this soup should be mine... ah!"

"Fools, filthy scoundrels! Do you deserve such delicacies? Ah!

"Ahhh—"

A swarm of spirits rushed, screams echoed.

The chaotic sounds rolled like waves, scaring the Tray Ghost into retreat.

Momentarily, while the fire stove wasn't toppled, the number of ghosts dying from rule violations was nearly countless.

[You obtained... one Life Spirit Crystal.]

[Three Life Spirit Crystals.]

[Four Life Spirit Crystals.]

[Life Spirit Crystal...]

One after another, Life Spirit Crystals dropped with a ding.

Although they didn't make a sound, Chen Xu seemed to hear the crisp drop of the crystals.

In but a moment, Fire and Smoke Kitchen saw an addition of thirty-nine Life Spirit Crystals!

Until a small clearing appeared before the fire stove's stall, the crowded spirits awakened from their dreams.

"Ah!" A ghost's mind finally cleared, shouting, turned and fled.

No matter how extraordinary the fragrance, if it threatens life, who dares to taste it?

At once, dozens of ghosts retreated.

But there were simply too many ghosts present. While some retreated, many lingered unwillingly.

Another ghost couldn't help but angrily ask: "Hey, little ghost, what are you selling? How could it harm ghosts to such a degree?"

The Daoist Soldier remained silent, the Tray Ghost peeked out with half a platter, angrily responding: "Who is harming lives? You tell clearly, who's harming lives?"

We are conducting legitimate business, items are placed here, anyone wishing to buy can come.

So, neither wishing to spend Netherworld Currency nor yin lifespan, they only want free seizures. Now rules are broken, yet they're crying wrong?

Tell me, tell me, who is truly wrong?

We should accuse you all for disrupting our business space..."

The Tray Ghost was indignant, ranting endlessly.

Before he finished, the ghost questioning from across the way suddenly shouted.

Turned into scattered sand, along with two ghostly numbers "Seventeen".

"Seventeen" years of yin lifespan drifted into the Tray Ghost.

The short ghost held his head high, Tray Ghost grinned widely.

Nearby ghosts chattered and laughed: "Hehe, well-deserved..."

Long-tongued Ghost Market was indeed chaotic and absurd.

Among the spirits, maddened ones were in abundance.

Only the Black Tongue Old Ghost, hidden among layers of ghost shadows, revealed eyes deep green, eerily gazing at the Daoist Soldier behind the fire stove.

His eyes flickered like ghost fire, suddenly flashing.

As the Daoist Soldier stared back, the Black Tongue Old Ghost abruptly closed his eyes, vanishing completely.

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