I Can Bring In-game Items Out
Chapter 214 - 176: Scar-faced Ghost of the 36 Loose Cultivators

Chapter 214: Chapter 176: Scar-faced Ghost of the 36 Loose Cultivators

The Scar-faced Ghost of the Thirty-six Loose Cultivators

But still only Level 100.

After all, they are all mortals, even the Grand Elder, is Level 100.

However, relying on this Totem Pole, he is a Great Witch, capable of killing an Immortal Master before your eyes.

Because this Totem Pole surpasses Level 100.

Engaging this old guy comes at a steep price, but it’s only Iron Coin, so it’s not an issue.

As the shop just opened, many players rushed in; they had been waiting outside.

All had received the news or were members of entities recognized by the Second World, like studios.

As alpha testers, they are experienced, and the items inside made them gape in wonder.

However, they merely glanced over them, neither having money nor much need.

Hmm, of course, the most important thing is the lack of money.

Ultimately, their gaze focused on one item.

Three bottles, all containing the same thing.

That is Half-Spirit Water, in three qualities of Heaven, Earth, and Human, all at Mortal Level.

Only Mortal Level, particularly the Human Level evaluation has absolutely low value, but they can slightly nourish the soul.

This alone is enough to drive players mad.

Nowadays, alpha testers, not to mention those who dare not leave the scope of the Celestial Net,

eliminating those scaredy-cats, the remaining players are almost half the number at the start of alpha testing!

What about the other players? It’s not giving up on the Second World full of infinite opportunities, but being forced to leave, becoming afflicted with after-effects, or becoming recluses as Spirit Communicators, even turning into vegetative states.

Are these people resigned? Reluctant, but had no choice.

Those who survived all have some ability.

Their most pressing need is spirit medicine that can restore the soul.

Even players who are still adventuring, who wouldn’t want such spirit medicine for protection just in case?

And, perhaps they also have soul injuries.

At this moment, each of them showed greedy eyes and rapid breathing; the two War Witches had serious expressions, with hands already on their top-grade Witch Artifacts.

Their faces slightly flushed, ready to explode at any moment, for although they are just War Witches, they are masters of the Residual Blood Finger.

The players are not foolish, their eyes greedy, as if wanting to eat people, yet not one dares to snatch.

As a store, it is under the protection of the Hidden Witch Tribe, protected by the system.

They have already heard the system warning alert.

"I have something to appraise its value." After a moment of silence, someone spoke.

How long has the alpha test been?

Some people always have some opportunities.

Not something that can be taken out usually, even if they can’t use it themselves, but now...!

Instantly, several people spoke up, and some even directly brought out Spirit Stones.

Evidently, they had received the news and prepared in advance.

After the shop opened, Small Knife found a management page for the shop, not needing to come in person.

Looking at some prompts, it seemed very user-friendly, with ample security guarantees.

It seems I was overthinking, the Second World still supports business, but there’s a tax? That’s quite dark.

Small Knife looked, then left.

However, he wasn’t far before a player chased him down and blocked his path.

Truly fearless, Small Knife laughed.

This seemed to be the same person who just paid with Spirit Stones and bought the Celestial Level Half-Spirit Liquid, even purchasing on the spot, on the spot.

"Excuse me, are you the number one expert of the public test, Brother Dao?" The newcomer spoke courteously, appearing somewhat nervous.

"What’s up?" Small Knife replied casually.

"Could you first confirm your identity, though I hold no malice this time." The person, in attire similar to Small Knife’s cloaked style, removed the mask, and also undisguised his username.

The entire face is terrifyingly ghost-like.

"Scar-faced Ghost?" Along with the real name, Small Knife thought for a moment and recognized the person.

This person was once a well-known player, one of the infamous Thirty-six Loose Cultivators.

These players all had unique encounters, each capable of standing against entities like the Four Great Guilds, were once the top figures of the alpha test.

Almost all had exceptionally remarkable achievements.

Of course, now, only a few remain active, this Scar-faced Ghost has become a legend, virtually dismissed from the Second World.

Such people either go into seclusion, leave the Second World, or have died.

After all, a Loose Cultivator is just a Loose Cultivator, even with good opportunities, lacking foundation, they fall once, and there’s basically no chance to rise again.

"If there’s something, let’s talk at my place." Players were already looking over with expressions of disbelief, almost gasping in surprise.

Small Knife didn’t want to be watched, so he quickly said.

"No problem, everything is up to Brother Dao." Scar-faced Ghost immediately raised his mask and quickly followed along.

According to online information, this former Loose Cultivator, Scar-faced Ghost, was quite an arrogant and impressive figure, after all, he was one of the strongest experts among tens of thousands of Loose Cultivators.

Small Knife recalled, this person was different from the Undying Madman who relied on Earth Escape, carefree and unruly, forces that couldn’t kill him didn’t want to provoke him.

This person’s combat power was far from low, having raised an Evil Ghost, and in his battle of fame, the Evil Ghost within him directly devoured an Immortal Master.

This is different from the Four Major Forces’ ambush on Loose Cultivator Immortal Masters, striking with hundreds or thousands of people, it was a true solo duel.

Recalling the related information, I didn’t know why he sought me, but this identity, this attitude was worth inviting.

Just like that, the two walked on in silence, one in front of the other, returning into the courtyard and entering the Witch Residence.