Two Realms: I Will Become the Immortal Emperor

Chapter 237: Chapter 212: Ghost Market, Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva

Jinyun Valley, Southwest Sector.

This place was once a chaotic burial mound. In the past, when cultivators in the valley who had no family or friends died, they were wrapped in a straw mat and buried in a simple pit right here.

It had existed even before the time of Ye Jingzhou.

No one knew how many bodies were buried here.

On top of that, a ghostly mist would rise here every day at the hour of Zi, not dissipating until the hour of Mao. It was so thick you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face. There were even soul fires drifting about, making it feel like a ghost realm. Thus, it came to be known as the Ghost Market.

Half an incense stick of time had passed since Chen Che and Meng Qingxuan entered.

”How interesting.”

Chen Che’s eyes were filled with great interest.

He looked up and saw that the area was crowded with figures, yet there was not a single sound, as if they were all wandering ghosts.

After browsing several stalls, Chen Che personally witnessed a customer buy a bloodstained long saber without exchanging a single word. The two merely gestured within their sleeves to complete the transaction. Although the long saber was only a Tier One Middle Grade weapon, it radiated an extremely heavy Evil Qi.

It was clearly approaching the criteria for an Evil Artifact.

Meng Qingxuan also found it novel.

She had never before seen a Ghost Market like this, born from such a unique environment.

However, after just a few laps around the market, she immediately understood:

Items that were rejected from auction houses and couldn’t see the light of day would flow here. The Ghost Market served as a channel for these people to sell their illicit goods. Of course, some damaged items were also mixed in. Whether a deal was good or bad depended entirely on the customer’s discernment.

”Huh?”

Chen Che glanced at a stall, and his eyes immediately lit up. He noticed that many passing cultivators would linger there for a long time.

On that stall, a few items were displayed.

There were sabers and swords, secret manuals, and even a safe...

But in the very center was a clay statue of the Thousand-Handed Guanyin Bodhisattva. At first glance, the Bodhisattva statue looked no different from any other, with a benevolent face, kind eyes, and a jade bottle held in its hands. However, the moment one’s gaze met the Bodhisattva’s, one could immediately feel a power that bewitched the soul.

”What is this thing?”

Chen Che walked over.

”...So it’s you, fellow Daoist.”

The cultivator running the stall wore a mask that blocked Divine Sense and was clad in a black robe, sitting cross-legged in meditation.

Suddenly hearing a voice in his sea of consciousness, he raised his head slightly and glanced at Chen Che.

”This is a divine relic worshipped by mortals.”

’Just as I thought.’

Chen Che mused to himself.

Zhurong Daoist School had an elective course that discussed the Incense and Candle Dao.

It was a cultivation technique passed down from before the Calamity of Heaven’s Fall, usable by mortals who lacked a Spiritual Root. Even a mortal, as long as they could satisfy the needs of their believers, could eventually enjoy the offerings of incense, attain long life, and even become an omnipotent Divine Spirit.

However, this method was incredibly dangerous and is now only studied by students for academic purposes.

Although more believers meant greater power, there was a catch.

One must understand that a thousand people have a thousand faces. A mortal’s spirit is fragile; accommodating the thoughts of just a few hundred people is its limit. Over time, as the number of believers grows, one’s own Divine Soul would be eroded by their consciousness, ultimately turning one into a mindless beast that has lost its sense of self.

Though the Divine Dao was faster than the Immortal Dao, this was the price.

”Fellow Daoist, can you tell me the origin of this item?”

The other party’s eyelids twitched, but he gave no reaction, clearly unwilling to speak.

Chen Che didn’t get angry. He smiled and took a feather fan from his Storage Ring.

”A Tier Two Middle Grade Phoenix Feather Fan for your Bodhisattva Statue. If you can tell me its origin, I’ll add a Tier Two Lower Grade Magical Artifact.”

’When I killed Tang Youliang, I obtained over seventy magical artifacts. Although I placed most of them in the Treasure House, I kept a few for myself specifically to handle situations like this.’

”You have a deal!”

The other party was overjoyed.