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Chapter 8: Leaving Without Checking the Almanac
The Capital Ghost Market, located in the bustling city center, was surrounded by towering walls that reached a height of a hundred meters, despite its numerous soundproofing facilities.
Entering this place felt like peering into a well.
Originally, Lin Feiyu intended to take Lian Yun to visit a renowned Grave Robber, but Lian Yun had his own principles regarding Ghost Slaves and chose not to go.
Thus, the three of them got out of the car at the entrance of the Ghost Market and proceeded on foot.
Both Lin Feiyu, the Eldest Son of the Lin Family, and Nan Zilin were prominent figures in the capital, so their appearance naturally caused quite a stir.
Moreover, with the presence of the famous Cloud Emperor from across China, the commotion exceeded what the three had anticipated for their low-key outing.
"Is the Cloud Emperor here because he has regained his spiritual power?"
"No, wait! He’s wearing Ghost-Seeing Glasses; he must have lost all his spiritual power!"
"Isn't it possible he’s just pretending?"
"That could be true, but the Cloud Emperor has taken the Explosive Ascension Pill!"
The surrounding chatter nearly made the three anxious. However, they maintained calm expressions and continued walking forward, ignoring the crowd.
Yet, there were too many onlookers commenting on Lian Yun—some mocking him, others praising him—which became quite bothersome.
In response, Lin Nan shouted angrily, "With the Cloud Emperor here, all you spirits and demons should retreat!"
Pfft~~
Lian Yun couldn't help but burst into laughter, then looked at Lin Nan with a helpless expression.
The people around them immediately erupted into laughter, some mocking, others admiring.
"The Ghost Market is not a place for noise. If you provoke the spirits into rebellion, who will take responsibility?"
Spirits loved to stir up trouble, and this statement held no weight. Thus, everyone fell silent and dispersed! Soon after, an elderly man in Daoist robes approached, flanked by two guards.
"I didn't expect to disturb Xue Steward. On behalf of my junior, I apologize and hope Xue Steward can be forgiving!"
"It’s no trouble. As long as there’s no more noise, I merely wish to see how far the Cloud Emperor has risen!"
The old man appeared benevolent and peacekeeping, yet his last remark was exceedingly malicious!
The resurgence of Lian Yun had yet to show any capability; this was his first appearance in the capital in three years. How could he know that Lian Yun had already risen?
If he had truly risen, did that mean Lian Yun's Yin-Yang Stage had not disappeared? Would it invite another conspiracy between humans and spirits?
Lin Nan immediately lowered his head, his expression dark and terrifying!
Lin Feiyu, however, smiled casually: "I wonder what basis Xue Steward has for such words. Why is it that I am unaware of this?"
"Hehe! The Lin Family's Eldest Grandson has come alongside Nanzi. Could it be that the Cloud Emperor is not here to seek Ghost Slaves? If he hasn’t risen, what use would Ghost Slaves be?" Xue Steward maintained a benevolent demeanor, his tone very gentle.
"Oh! So everyone in the world who possesses Ghost Slaves is an Armed Ghost Hunter? Today I learned something new, thank you for your guidance, Xue Steward. I am truly grateful!"
Not every family can have all its members become Armed Ghost Hunters like the Lin Family. Many descendants of prominent families lack the ability to cultivate spiritual power.
However, those descendants who cannot become Armed Ghost Hunters are not ostracized; rather, they are cherished and protected by their peers. This is because the higher the level of an Armed Ghost Hunter, the lower their reproductive capacity becomes, so the responsibility of continuing the lineage falls to those who cannot become Armed Ghost Hunters.
Although these descendants may not possess high potential, their sheer numbers make up for it. Yet, this status as mere breeding stock is not necessarily the life that these young people aspire to. Naturally, those in higher positions will harbor resentment.
Lin Feiyu's rebuttal effectively caused Xue Steward to offend many young heirs from prestigious families.
"Don't stir up trouble again, or I will deal with you according to the law!" Xue Steward suddenly shouted in anger before turning and leaving with his entourage.
"Go away, old fool, what a nuisance," Lin Nan said, his expression improving but unable to suppress a low sarcastic remark.
However, Xue Steward seemed no ordinary person; he suddenly paused mid-step but chose not to say anything further and continued on his way.
Lin Feiyu shot a reproachful glance at Lin Nan before turning to Lian Yun and asking, "Are you alright?"
Lian Yun shook her head but couldn't help saying, "But I don't think I've ever offended him. I wonder why he treats me this way?"
"Hmph, this is the Ghost Market, where all sorts of monsters and spirits roam. Even if you haven't offended anyone, they might still seek trouble! Besides, you have the Cloud Emperor's Order on you!"
This time, Lin Nan waved his fingers in front of Lian Yun using the family's exclusive sign language to convey his message.
Seeing that his younger brother had not spoken up, Lin Feiyu nodded in agreement with Lin Nan's viewpoint.
Meanwhile, Xue Steward seemed to be eavesdropping on the conversation among Lian Yun and the others. He only heard Lian Yun's question but missed Lin Feiyu and Lin Nan's responses, prompting him to glance back involuntarily.
Then he saw Lian Yun smiling gently at him and nodding in goodwill.
Xue Steward turned around, his expression darkening. For some reason, there was an unprecedented fear lurking deep within his eyes.
Perhaps he could not understand why Lian Yun could still show such kindness, or maybe he projected his own nature onto others, believing that Lian Yun's temperament was far more malicious than his own.
However, none of this concerned Lian Yun, who maintained a friendly demeanor and urged Lin Feiyu to move forward.
In Ghost Market, although there were many commercial skyscrapers, the overall architecture leaned towards the style of ancient Chinese mansions.
This was largely because the spirits of this era were rarely modern individuals; most hailed from ancient times. Such ancient buildings could somewhat soothe the emotions of those spirits.
Yet, despite this, both sides of the street were filled with transparent Boxes! Inside the Boxes floated ghostly figures, some with fierce expressions, others appearing listless, and some frantically attacking the walls of their confinement.
Perhaps Lian Yun's reputation had been too formidable in the past, as just a few steps into their journey, they noticed someone approaching urgently.
The newcomer came from a distance ahead, swaying slightly as they drew near. Their movements seemed casual but carried an air of instability. Dressed in white, their face was even paler—bloodless and ghostly.
What would have been a handsome appearance akin to Pan An now evoked pity from countless young women and even elderly ladies.
Before the newcomer could come closer, Lin Nan spoke up, “Dongzi, what happened to you? Did a Ghost Slave scare you?”
As the newcomer approached, they cupped their hands in greeting. “Chen Dong greets Brother Feather and Brother Yun!”
“I’m here! Come meet me!”
The newcomer was Sun Chendong, known as Dongzi, one of the Four Great Sons. In terms of appearance and strength, he slightly surpassed Lin Nan. Although the Sun Family did not flaunt their power, their family strength was comparable to that of the Lin Clan. His character was also highly praised, often overshadowing Lin Nan.
What troubled Lin Nan the most was that Sun Chendong had previously enjoyed a good relationship with Lian Yun and him. This made it difficult for Lin Nan to harbor any dislike for Dongzi. Consequently, he developed a habit similar to how he treated Lian Yun—occasionally acting in opposition!
However, Lin Nan's first words revealed a hint of concern for him.
"Brother Sun is still so courteous to me!" Lian Yun nodded, his expression slightly sentimental.
Yet, Sun Chendong looked up and studied Lian Yun for a moment, revealing an inexplicable admiration as he gazed at him in a daze.
"Hey, hey, hey~~ Dongzi, what kind of look is that? I must tell you, my brother is already taken; there's absolutely no chance for you, so don't get any wild ideas!"
With a thud, Lian Yun lightly knocked Lin Nan on the head, annoyed. What did it mean that someone was already taken?
Then he looked at Sun Chendong with some confusion and asked, "Brother Sun, why are you looking at me like that?"
Sun Chendong came back to his senses and immediately shook his head with a sigh. "Half a month ago, I encountered a low-level Demon Emperor outside the city. Overestimating my abilities, I fought against it and lost three beloved generals to its attack; their souls scattered!"
"Setting aside the heartache for now, the loss of my beloved generals has deeply wounded my spirit, leaving me in unbearable pain! I find it hard to understand how Brother Yun endured such suffering back then!"
(End of Chapter)
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