Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Tame?

When I was alive, I had never seen anyone who dared to use these two words to talk about me. Finally, when I am dead, I met someone who dared.

Very good, Little Short Hair, you have successfully attracted my attention.

I calmly and collectedly lit candles to let him burn the money first. He cooperated, did not babbled nonsense, and concentrated on burning the money. Then he picked up three incense sticks, solemnly closed his eyes to pay his respect and said: Demoness, Demoness, hope that you are in heaven and would bless me to soon achieve my wish.

I should have been in heaven but I was here with my indifferent expression, crouched in front of him, and handed him ghost money to burn.

Since he prayed for me to help fulfill his wish, I asked: What was the wish you want to achieve? Even though I asked but I did not intend to help him achieve it.

Little Short Hair smirked: I just want to kill Li Chen Lan and take over his position thats all.

Oh My eyebrows raised and my eyes lit up, how coincidental, young man, so am I! We were competitors!

After he said these words, the person behind him shouted his name again: A Wu!

Hahaha, okay, okay, okay. He waved his hand. No more talking, no more talking. He turned and glanced behind him, Both of you also come and burn. We will be masters of Wan Lu Sect in the future. Lu Zhao Yao was the founder of Wan Lu Sect and our predecessor; we should pay our respects and give her offerings.



Good boy! You really understood the rules! I admired you!

The two people behind him were reluctant, but Little Short Hair ordered them, so they came forward to burn the money. As they quietly burned the money, I did not seek to start a conversation with them. Instead, I went towards Hua Street, there were people passing by on the bridge. I saw someone and shouted: Hey, since ancient times, in life who doesnt die, burn a little ghost money, is that okay.

The pedestrian glanced at me, turned around, ran away, and yelled that it was bad luck.

Little Short Hair laughed back and forth in front of me: When you yell like that who will come over and burn money. He stood up and said, I will help you. He patted his clothes, just in time for a pedestrian to walk past him, and grabbed the passerbys collar. The smile on his face slightly disappeared and his cruel and murderous aura automatically appeared, Here is a little beauty that needs help, cant you see?



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The passerby developed a cold sweat, as he came over to burn money, he trembled and shook.

I looked at him and only felt extremely pleased. Yes, my Wan Lu Sect just needed this type of talent!

His whole face was fierce. He had passion and dreams. He said one thing and meant it! His smiles were presumptuous and arrogant. When he threatened people, he was not lenient. If I currently had my former strength, I would absolutely find this person on the spot, compare notes, and explore his powers. If it was appropriate, I would definitely accept him as a disciple, and then groom him to become the future Sect Leader!

I definitely did not want Mo Qing, that Ugly Little Monster, to turn my demon sect into a shrine ever!

Little Short Hair was on the bridge excitedly helping me catch people to come burn ghost money. His two subordinates were on the side burning money and muttering to each other: Hes having too much fun and delaying matters again.

The other one replied, I cant persuade him, let him delay. The other person should already be used to it.

Ah I will go report the news first. You stay here and watch him. When hes done playing, quickly bring him over.

Hmm, I listened to their conversation, this Little Short Hair also had somewhat of a willful temperament?

Very good, I liked it. Similar to my style.

He grabbed a bunch of passing pedestrians to come over, line up, and one by one they burned ghost money. Little Short Hair was extremely proud of himself, folded his arms, and walked towards me. He pointed his thumb at them and asked: Little Beauty, with so many people that should be enough to burn this ghost money of yours.

I turned and looked back; there were roughly about fifty to sixty people in line. Counting the people during the noisy time that had burned and left before, I estimated that there were about eighty to ninety people who burned ghost money for me today. Including during the day, Zhi Yan lured about ten little children to burn money, too. In my netherworld bank account, there should be ten thousand dollars. I could go buy Energy Boost Pills now!

For an instant, I thought this Little Short Hair was extremely suited to my taste!

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I rubbed my hands together, looked around the store for a turn, in fact, there was nothing nice to look at, it just looked like a returning soul shop. There was a counter covered in black cloth with some signs hanging above it. One Day Energy Boost, One Month Energy Boost, One Year Energy Boost, and Everlasting Energy Boost.

I compared prices for a bit.

One Day Energy Boost was five hundred dollars, One Month Energy Boost was ten thousand dollars, One Year Energy Boost was one hundred thousand dollars, and the price for Everlasting Energy Boost was one million dollars

Even if it was ordinary people, according to the quota one person in one day could only receive one thousand dollars, and if ten people burned money for him every day, then they would need to burn for a hundred days But for me According to my quota in one day, I only get a hundred dollars. When calculated, if ten people burn for me, then they would need to burn for a thousand days.

These ghost markets were open for business, why did they not directly go rob people? They are still more rogue than me when I was alive.

Shopkeeper. I tapped the counter.

A thin-faced shopkeeper pushed aside the black cloth from behind the counter, popped his head out, and stared at me: Whats wrong? The price is clear for you to purchase immediately.

I think your prices are unreasonable.

The shopkeeper looked at me for a turn and then turned his head to look at something else repeatedly: So, you are Lu Zhao Yao. Our Ghost Market sells things to people who do good deeds and to people who do many evil acts like you, therefore, the prices are different. The prices that you see are set based on your moral conduct when you were alive. If you resent that it is expensive, then go buy the Resurrecting Pill, return and do some good deeds. Ah, but the Resurrecting Pill is even more expensive, hmm, hmm

I

You guys not only burned money and watched people give money but also when buying things, watched people scream obscene prices!

Practically had no regards for the law and natural morality!



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I gritted my teeth, slammed my hands down on the counter, and maliciously glared at the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper seemed to be startled: What do you want to do Im telling you, this is not the world of the living. This place has the laws of heaven. If you do anything bad, it will be recorded in your account. Later on, every day it will get worse and worse.

Give me the One Month.

Ah?

Energy Boost Pills, give me the One Month!

I walked out of Shen Xing Store and ruthlessly glared at that stores lazy waiter for a moment. The stores waiter suffered my glare in silence and turned his body around to quietly wipe his forehead. I heard the shopkeeper inside whispered to him: These bad people are already dead and they are still ferociously vicious.

The waiter responded: She is still glaring at me Shopkeeper, Im afraid

Cheh, this Ghost Market of the dead, wait until I no longer had need of you. Sooner or later, I would think of a way to dismantle you.



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I swallowed the Energy Boost Pill and floated into the street. I only exerted a little effort, in a split second, my speed increased to the level of a walking pedestrian!

All around me were sluggish floating ghosts and in front of them, I was as fast as a wild horse galloping. I floated around the ghost market for a while, the quick speed made me feel carefree and relaxed. My displeasure from earlier dissipated a little and I happily entered Zhi Yans body. I returned to Xi Yue Peak but when I arrived the sky had begun to brighten and Zhi Yan immediately returned.



I was knocked out of her body and was about to turn around and show off a little, but I heard Zhi Yan panic and said to me: Not good! Cang Ling, he intends to escape from the dungeon!

I raised my eyebrows: It has only been a few days, his body sure recovered quite quickly. Tell him to hurry up and get lost. Later on, you will be practicing your powers properly and concentrate on looking for people to burn ghost money for me. Jiang City is a good place

He intends to come and take me with him!

I was silent: Huh? Do the people of Jian Xin Sect have holes in their brains?

You only knew how to make things problematic for me!