Free Web NovelWhen Lu Yibei arrived at Fat Er Ye's shop entrance, the Ghost Market was already nearing closing time. Fat Er Ye was no longer at the counter by the door, and the shop assistants were busy tidying up, preparing to close.
Upon seeing Lu Yibei, an assistant smiled, nodded at her, then turned around and softly called out towards the back of the shop.
"Er Ye, Er Ye! Calamity has arrived!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a series of heavy footsteps came from the back of the shop.
Following the sound, Fat Er Ye, with a face full of smiles and twisting his bloated body like a ball of flesh, "rolled" over along the "track" formed by the shelves.
"Hehe, Your Mightiness, why did you come personally?" Fat Er Ye rubbed his hands and said, "Presumably it's for that batch of Alchemy materials from last time?"
"The flamelight fish scale and fire blossoms that Your Mightiness wanted have been found. As long as Your Mightiness gives the word, they can be delivered to Your Mightiness at any time. The dragon eye coral will take a little longer, but there's a lead. It's just the burning spirit... To be honest, there's still no news."
Hearing this, Lu Yibei frowned slightly.
I almost forgot, I had ordered these Alchemy materials from Fat Er Ye.
Actually, if the Big Boss hadn't "exploded", those materials, originally at Dream Come True Entertainment City, would have already been obtained...
However, not using the materials containing world malice exchanged at Dream Come True Entertainment City is also a good thing, Lu Yibei thought.
According to the characteristics of world malice, if she had really used those materials to complete the urban legend main body core, her current situation would likely be a hundred times more miserable than the Eyeball.
Lu Yibei shook her head and said, "I didn't come for this today."
Unlike before embarking on the Dream Come True Journey, when she worried about insufficient strength and was anxious to complete the defect in the urban legend main body core.
Now, she has just received the inheritance left by Ms. Wang Meili and has not fully assimilated it for her own use. Even her Power has undergone a certain degree of change. The previous formula for completing the urban legend main body core may not be completely applicable.
It's more reliable to wait until she has digested what her Old Dad left behind before making plans.
Lu Yibei thought, and said to Fat Er Ye, "Er Ye, since you mentioned the previous batch of Alchemy materials, I'll add a word. The Alchemy materials I asked you to find before can be temporarily not urgent. Some other materials might be added later. I'll tell you when I've thought about it."
Upon hearing this, Fat Er Ye, who was as fat as a ball but as shrewd as a monkey, immediately gleaned some valuable information from Lu Yibei's words.
Through covert investigation of Lu Yibei's two large purchases of Alchemy materials in the Ghost Market, he had vaguely guessed that Lu Yibei was completing the urban legend main body core.
Now, Lu Yibei told him personally that the previous materials were not urgent and that some other materials would be added. This meant that her Power had likely changed, and high-level urban legend' Power rarely changes unless they become stronger.
Therefore, Calamity is most likely stronger than when they last met!
Tsk tsk, Your Mightiness Calamity, you probably don't know that there are quite a few forces interested in you now. The value of this information is probably not low...
However, don't worry, given our relationship, if others want to buy your information from me, they'll have to pay at least five times the price, Fat Er Ye thought.
As a standard businessman, selling Lu Yibei's information at five times the market price was already very considerate and generous of Fat Er Ye.
While Fat Er Ye was secretly pondering, Lu Yibei continued, "Also, I came this time to trouble you, Old Man, to help me get some Yin soil, Five-Sacrifice Stones, a pot of aged wine, and a cypress or willow wood incense table. The older the incense table, the better. Besides that..."
Mid-sentence, she changed the subject, raised an eyebrow at Fat Er Ye, and waved her small hand boldly, saying, "Same as before, however many Alchemy residues you have on hand, I want them all."
Hearing this, Fat Er Ye was both surprised and delighted, saying, "This, this, seventeen tons, you want it all?!"
The surprise was because every time Lu Yibei bought Alchemy residues from him, she would definitely make a big move soon after.
The delight was because Alchemy residue was something that hardly anyone bought in large quantities except Lu Yibei, and he had bought too much from that foolish Miss. If Lu Yibei didn't come again, the goods would almost rot in his hands.
"..."
Damn! How could there be seventeen tons?
What kind of strange things has Gu Qianqian been up to lately?
I must find an opportunity to ask her what she's doing later. Otherwise, if this cheap wife goes astray and becomes a fake medicine dealer, the head of an illegal Spiritual Energy item trafficking gang, a factor for world destruction, or is even wanted by the Night Watch, it will be troublesome!
Lu Yibei muttered inwardly, raising the cooking oil drum in her hand towards Fat Er Ye, and said expressionlessly, "Too much, it's not convenient today. I only brought this much with me. You can handle it as you see fit."
As long as others can't see my embarrassment, I'm not embarrassed!
Fat Er Ye looked at the cooking oil drum in Lu Yibei's hand, his mind racing. In just a few seconds, he had calculated the account in his mind and smiled, "If it's Your Mightiness, I can give you the most favorable price. How about three tons?"
With the profit from these three tons, he could almost recover a little less than half of his cost.
Now everyone knows that the calamity water in his, Fat Er Ye's, hands is produced by Calamity and can often be sold for more than double the normal price.
As for whether the buyers of the calamity water buy it for Alchemy materials, analytical experiments targeting Calamity, or some strange things, he doesn't care. He only cares about making money!
If Lu Yibei was willing to cooperate with him and take some suggestive photos to put on the containers of the calamity water, he was actually confident he could push the price up to ten times the normal price.
However, he didn't dare to suggest this to Lu Yibei.
"Isn't that a bit less?" Lu Yibei frowned.
Although Fat Er Ye's answer had exceeded her expectations, her Old Dad had taught her since she was a child that she must bargain when buying things.
"This..." Fat Er Ye showed a troubled expression, "Then Your Mightiness, how much do you think is appropriate?"
"That depends on your sincerity!" Lu Yibei said expressionlessly.
Fat Er Ye stared at her face, feeling a surge of panic. The girl in front of him was like an emotional black hole; he couldn't tell what she was thinking at all.
"Then... how about adding two hundred kilograms?"
"Add a bit more."
"Three hundred kilograms?"
Could she know about my little schemes and be deliberately messing with me? Fat Er Ye thought, becoming more and more panicked.
"Add a bit more?"
"This, I can't add anymore..." The fat on Fat Er Ye's face twitched.
"Really?" Lu Yibei tilted her head. Just as Fat Er Ye hardened his heart and prepared to add an extra four hundred kilograms, she pouted and said, "Fine! We're so familiar, I won't rip you off. Let's round down; you can just give me three tons of Alchemy residue."
Fat Er Ye's heart leaped with joy, and then he heard Lu Yibei say, "As for the other four hundred kilograms, please help me convert it into cash. I'll pick out some more things, is that okay?"
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How did your rounding down end up adding more?
And you want to pick out some more things?
You are really a little business genius! Fat Er Ye thought.
"..."
Stunned, aren't you?
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I predicted that you were about to hold up four fingers just now! Lu Yibei was secretly delighted.
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After getting the materials and items needed for the Directional Soul Summoning Spell from Fat Er Ye and instructing him to send the Alchemy residue to Happiness Community later, Lu Yibei rode her small electric scooter towards the unfinished buildings near the University City.
She had been delayed in the Ghost Market for about an hour, and there was still some time before sunrise. She wanted to take this opportunity to make a preliminary attempt at the Directional Soul Summoning Spell.
A moment later, inside a certain unfinished building on the edge of Hua City University City.
Covered by the night sky, an eerie and bizarre atmosphere permeated the empty unfinished building. In a corner shielded by reinforced concrete, a dilapidated cypress wood incense table was placed.
On the incense table, pale Dark Candle were inserted into the Yin soil, their dim yellow flames flickering. Under the illumination of the flames, the Five-Sacrifice Stones, used as substitutes for animal sacrifices on the table, emitted a faint scarlet glow.
Suddenly, a mournful sound of a suona pipe rang out, flowing into a tune of "Crying at the Grave."
After finishing the tune, Lu Yibei shrugged, took out the offering incense she had prepared earlier, lit it with the Dark Candle, and inserted it into the Yin soil. Then, she offered a bowl of fragrant aged wine.
I'm really multi-talented. After all these troublesome things are done, it seems opening a funeral service company wouldn't be bad either.
From offering incense, to playing the suona, to reciting memorial texts, to cremation, and finally to cooking dishes for the banquet, I can do it all myself. No middleman earning the price difference, how great!
Lu Yibei thought, and with a wave of her small hand, a passage connected to the God Kingdom Prototype opened beside her. With a thought, the passage "clanked" and spat out a pile of miscellaneous items like hairpins, rings, and amulets.
These things were all picked up in Taoyuan. Since they didn't have Ju Meng's aura, it could basically be confirmed that they were left by the Psychic and urban legend who attacked Taoyuan.
Although Lu Yibei wasn't sure if those Psychic and urban legend were all dead, and she didn't have any deep hatred with those guys, who told them they were lucky enough to encounter this?
However, after this time, deep hatred might just exist.
"So, let's pick a lucky audience member to participate in this free Directional Soul Summoning experience activity!"
Lu Yibei said to herself, her gaze sweeping over the pile of miscellaneous items. Suddenly, it stopped on a curved knife inlaid with agate, and she narrowed her eyes slightly.
Sorry, correction, most Psychic and urban legend don't have deep hatred with me, but Suolang Baima is an exception.
"It's you! Given our relationship, you must get a fixed outcome!"
Saying this, Lu Yibei stepped forward, grabbed Suolang Baima's curved knife, came to the incense table, raised her hands, then closed her eyes, spreading out her Spiritual Energy fluctuations to envelop the entire incense table, and began to chant.
"Youth receives thanks, the white sun shines brightly, the spring air surges, all things rush. The darkness permeates, the soul cannot escape. Soul, come back! Do not be far away. Soul, come back! Neither east nor west, neither south nor north..."
As ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) the Spell was chanted, a cloud of silver-gray mist gradually spread over the curved knife. The mist, carrying Lu Yibei's voice and thoughts, extended outwards in all directions like thousands of tentacles, then stretched into threads and disappeared into the void.
Finally, the mist, as fine as hair, trembled, stirring the dissipated Spiritual Energy in the air, causing everything to ripple like water.
Immediately after, whispers sounded in her ears. In a trance, it seemed as if countless pairs of eyes had appeared around her, some sneaky, some cold, some indifferent... watching everything.
It was as if a crowd of onlookers had appeared out of nowhere.
Qingji had told Lu Yibei that those "onlookers" were attracted by the aura of the Directional Soul Summoning Spell, a meaningless attention.
He was very certain that the source of that attention was not real Psychic or urban legend. He once thought that kind of attention came from the legendary Yellow Springs Nine Nether, but facts proved that Yellow Springs did not exist.
He believed that perhaps it was just wisps of faint, even insufficient to condense into urban legend, residual thoughts left in the heaven and earth after creatures died.
As long as you don't touch them or make promises to them, it's fine.
Following this, while continuously chanting the Spell, Lu Yibei tightened her grip on the curved knife in her hand and silently called out Suolang Baima's name in her heart.
Then...
Silence arrived without warning, and the surrounding noisy whispers vanished.
Lu Yibei, whose vision was dark, heard a buzzing sound in the silence, like a rope being pulled taut, as if it were an illusion.
The next moment, she vaguely felt her Spiritual Energy being touched by a distant existence, trembling slightly.
It was like a big fish testing the bait before biting, intermittent and tentative.
Is the fish about to take the bait? Then it's time to add a little bait! Lu Yibei thought.
Having used both Charm and Dream abilities on Suolang Baima, Lu Yibei knew exactly what he wanted.
So, she began her "promise."
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Pain struck.
The despairing silence and darkness quickly dissipated. Suolang Baima, who was in deep sleep, suddenly woke up with a start, feeling his brain about to explode, in intense pain.
What... happened to me? Suolang Baima thought.
He knew very well that he was dead, like a candle flame blown out by the wind, having fallen into eternal silence.
But now, he clearly felt that he had awakened.
He desperately tried to concentrate his consciousness to figure out what was happening, but his consciousness remained erratic, like someone who had just woken up after a long sleep, uncontrollable.
Just like quicksand that cannot be held in one's fingers.
Just then, he suddenly heard a voice.
"Suolang Baima, soul, come back..."
The voice came from the depths of his consciousness, and then a faint Spiritual Energy fluctuation touched his spiritual sense.
In an instant, he had a flash of understanding, and a hint of ferocity and disdain appeared between his brows.
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Suolang Baima, as a high-level Psychic during his lifetime, although he didn't know Spells like soul summoning, he still recognized this type of Spell.
He didn't know who was casting it... but one thing was certain, ta had most likely found the wrong person!
Alright, I'll see what you can give me. If I'm not satisfied, it's not impossible to possess you!
Suolang Baima thought fiercely, and tentatively responded to that faint Spiritual Energy fluctuation.
Then...
The moment he established a subtle connection with that wisp of Spiritual Energy fluctuation.
He saw paradise!
There, was everything he had ever dreamed of!
