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Chapter 121 - 120: Ghost Market Small Gathering (Part 1)_1

Chapter 121: Chapter 120: Ghost Market Small Gathering (Part 1)_1

Owen Bertram’s Command Token and the Ghost Zone were inherently related, and the Lord of the Skeleton Sea and his four subordinates had already merged themselves into the Ghost Zone as well. Therefore, both of them could clearly perceive any changes in the Ghost Zone.

The Honored Lord arrived early today, just as the sky turned dark.

The Ghost Market also began to "liven up" around this time, as various spirits, creatures, and specters continuously poured in from the surrounding desolate mountains and rivers.

At this time, some spirits like zombies were still not willing to venture out, so it must be Midnight Moon Bright, the busiest time in the Ghost Zone.

The Lord of the Skeleton Sea felt uncertain: how many more could there be? It’s just a marketplace, after all, with everyone bargaining and haggling; what’s the point? How could it compare to the exhilarating bloodlust of the ancient battlefield, which made one’s blood boil and body expand with excitement?

In fact, during previous discussions about the Ghost Market’s various matters, the Lord of the Skeleton Sea had once suggested selecting another ancient battlefield as the venue for the Small and Grand Gatherings so that everyone could bask in the bloodshed while "amicably" discussing prices. Such a setting would surely result in a "Corpse Mountain and Ghost Sea," overflowing with ghostly energy!

The King of Souls spat at his suggestion and rejected it.

However, the Lord of the Skeleton Sea stubbornly believed that not following his own suggestions would make the Ghost Gatherings rather lackluster. Therefore, even without the old man and his comrades, the Lord Bone Sea could easily take control of the entire situation!

At this time, various spirits and creatures were pouring into the Ghost Zone from all directions, and their numbers quickly exceeded the Ghost Zone’s original inhabitants.

Furthermore, their numbers were still growing, making the Ghost Market increasingly lively. Owen Bertram and the Lord of the Skeleton Sea were situated by the Riverside, a relatively quieter place in the Ghost Zone, but they could still hear the various sounds of haggling and bargaining.

Owen Bertram glanced at the Lord of the Skeleton Sea and didn’t say anything, but the Lord of the Skeleton Sea understood Owen’s meaning clearly as small skull beads representing cold sweat slid down his forehead.

So many demons and ghosts had already arrived this early into the night, and who knew how many more would come later in the night? Would the street in the Ghost Zone be overwhelmed by the increasing number of visitors?

Moreover, don’t forget that each Small Gathering and Grand Gathering had a climactic auction event. That’s when the atmosphere would reach its peak, and that’s also when the number of visitors would be most terrifying.

Owen Bertram asked, "If an accident occurs, do you have any means to deal with it?"

"Well..." Little Bone’s forehead was covered in even more cold sweat.

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The market in the Ghost Zone had been open for some time, but these cultivators of various races living within human territory had cautious and suspicious natures.

This was entirely the result of the so-called "survival of the fittest". Cultivators who lacked such a disposition had all been killed by human cultivators...

As a result, the previous markets could not be considered "prosperous"; they just had a growing number of ghost creatures and spirits setting up stalls. There weren’t many valuable items to be found in the entire market.

So, the King of Souls was worried that the Ghost Market Gatherings would appear bleak and asked the four Ghost Kings to generously donate treasures for auctions.

However, in reality, these cultivators of various races did possess valuable items, but they were just observing from the shadows.

They were worried that the Ghost Market was a trap and that it would not last long before being wiped out by human cultivators.

Over time, they began to feel at ease: not only did the Ghost Market have strong backing, but it also handled matters fairly.

There were indeed Grandmasters who wanted to establish a shelter for cultivators of various races within human territory.

Thus, during this Small Gathering, they brought out their real treasures, enthusiastically giving private recommendations to each other. Those who usually preferred to stay put, rather similar to Owen Bertram’s past life as an ancient small farmer, often concentrated on purchasing items for the upcoming months during these gatherings.

As a result, the number of cultivators continued to grow, perplexing the Lord of the Skeleton Sea: why were there so many people?

Most of these cultivators were ghost cultivators and old zombies, but there were also some tree spirits and other living essences.

The Wood Dynasty was a human dynasty, located slightly south of the central Eastern Land in the Eight Desolates, with demon courts established by the Demon Clan in the east and west.

Generally speaking, the demons of the Wood Dynasty could only cultivate cautiously, then quietly leave for the demon courts once their power was sufficient.

There were many battles between the Wood Dynasty and the demon courts, but few demons within the Wood Dynasty acted in mischief. The Horizon Bureau was responsible for eradicating such malevolent demons.

Furthermore, within the Wood Dynasty, there was even a demon army specifically for enlisting demons to serve.

Today, dozens of demons arrived at the Ghost Market. They shrank back and didn’t dare to act arrogantly. Most of the surrounding cultivators were ghost cultivators, so the demons were terrified of the gaze of the old and young ghosts, feeling as if they would pounce on them and suck their blood at any moment!

The blood of demons was much more vigorous than that of humans, and for ghost cultivators, it was extremely fortifying.

A locust tree spirit, dragging her decaying body, slowly moved on the street of the Ghost Zone. She coughed occasionally, giving people the impression that without support, she would fall before reaching the next intersection.

However, the surrounding old and young ghosts all avoided her in terror. Beneath her two feet, several tiny roots constantly floated, attempting to entangle a few ghost cultivators and turn them into her ghost servants.

Eight ancient zombies, wearing armor from the previous dynasty, swaggered by. They suddenly spotted a black cat demon curled up on the roof, licking its paws, and immediately shrank their necks, pressing their backs against the wall as they slowly moved away.

Fearing me, fearing him...

The Command Token was connected to the entire Ghost Zone, and it was positioned at a higher level in both the physical and rule aspects. Thus, through this Responsive Object, Owen Bertram could perceive even more clearly than the Lord of the Skeleton Sea how the influx of various cultivators had significantly strengthened the entire Ghost Zone!

It was not yet peak attendance, but the "fundamental strength" of the Ghost Zone had already increased by a full 10%, and the growth speed was still accelerating.

As a result, Owen Bertram’s Command Token was also continuously strengthening. Due to the existence of the Ghost Zone, his Command Token had now become the most powerful Responsive Object in his possession.

Unexpectedly, the growing power washed away the black energy from the Command Token, weakening it and giving Owen Bertram a sense of security and stability.

The Huangquan Power within the Command Token compensated for the fundamental flaw of the Ghost Zone at the rule level, which was its low rank.

If it weren’t for the Command Token, the Ghost Zone would have a limited capacity to accommodate ghosts and ghostly energy, making it impossible to grow indefinitely. For example, in the current situation, the Ghost Zone might have collapsed, turning into a "disaster of ghost soldiers" and subsequently being wiped out by human cultivators.

However, at this time, disputes and unrest began to increase in the Ghost Market.

Among the cultivators of various races, there were kind-hearted ones, but not many. While living within human territory, they may have suppressed their innate urges to not feast on human blood. However, the majority of them would not be benevolent individuals.

There were those who wanted to force a sale or purchase, those who wanted to steal, those who demanded compensation for being stepped on, those who suddenly faced their sworn enemies, those who took advantage of the chaos to steal, and those who took advantage of female demons...