My Wife is A Sword God

“What’s going on over there, junior brother?” In Suiyang City, Shen Li clasped his hands together, maintaining the formation.

However, beads of sweat could be seen on his forehead, indicating he had consumed a great deal of energy.

“He won’t be coming back for a while,” Sun Qi said truthfully.

The others turned their gazes towards him, especially Ya’an, who was filled with worry: “Could it be that he encountered danger in the Netherworld, so he couldn’t come back?”

Bai Wushuang’s brows furrowed slightly, “Is there no way to forcefully summon his soul back?”

“The… Heavenly Tower National Teacher, where has he gone? He must have a way to help!” Ya’an blurted out in her concern, almost revealing her own identity. She looked around, searching for the white-robed, white-haired figure.

However, after the Heavenly Tower National Teacher had used the Farshore Flower to deal with the monster, he had left with the City God, and his current whereabouts were unknown.

“Everyone, don’t be anxious. My junior brother is not in any danger; he just wants to stay in the Netherworld Realm for a while to handle some matters,” Sun Qi explained.

Shen Li spoke softly, “The longer a soul remains separated from the physical body, the more danger it faces. Is there anything more important than one’s life?”

“This…” The latter hesitated for a moment and said with a strange expression: “Junior brother said he wanted to make a deal.”

The crowd were left dumbfounded: “…???”

…

“Five Nether Stones for one time, five Nether Stones for two times, does anyone want to bid higher?”

Pausing on the massive rock, Qin Feng’s tone hesitated, the stone hammer in his hand hovering in the air, about to fall.

He swept his gaze around, and Ox Head, who had bid five Nether Stones, had his heart in his throat, deeply afraid that someone would bid higher.

After all, this was his entire life’s savings!

The other ghosts looked at each other, then glanced at the small bowl of Immortal’s Drunkenness placed on the rock, sighing helplessly as they gave up on bidding.

“Five Nether Stones for three times, sold!” Qin Feng shouted loudly.

Ox Head was so happy that he ran to the boulder, handed over the money with one hand, and received the goods with the other.

Under the envious gazes of the other ghosts, Ox Head drained the bowl of alcohol in one gulp, and then his whole body trembled.

Accompanied by the vital force circulating within him, his bottleneck at the fifth Calamity Cycle was finally broken through at this moment, successfully stepping into the sixth Calamity Cycle realm!

“I broke through, I broke through!” Ox Head exclaimed excitedly.

The Horse-Faced nearby watched with envy and regret.

If he had known this would happen, he should have saved up more money in his daily life!

The other ghosts were also envious and asked one after another, “Young Master, do you have any other items for exchange? We came in a hurry and did not bring enough wealth. Could we go back and get some?”

“Yes, yes.”

The news of Qin Feng being the son of the Ghost Emperor of the Southern Realm had already spread throughout the Netherworld Realm’s Southern Realm.

There was nothing wrong with these ghost soldiers and undead souls in the Southern Realm addressing him as Young Master.

Qin Feng shook his head, “The auction today ends here. If you need anything, remember to come earlier next time.”

As soon as he said this, a chorus of lamentations arose.

Qin Feng naturally also wanted to exchange more treasures, but time was limited…

Sweeping his divine sense over the items in the Spatial Ring, this auction had indeed earned him a hefty profit.

Some common delicious delicacies from the mortal world had become the coveted supreme treasures in the Netherworld Realm.

The ghost soldiers and undead souls with substantial wealth would use treasured artifacts or body parts of powerful ghosts to exchange.

Of course, most people would still choose to exchange with Nether Stones.

These Nether Stones were similar to Nether Crystals in that they were condensed Netherworld Ghost Qi that could greatly aid cultivation when used.

However, compared to Nether Crystals, the effects of Nether Stones were far inferior, but for the ghost soldiers and undead souls of the Netherworld Realm, this was the most valuable thing they could offer.

Just as Qin Feng was counting his gains, Father Qin approached and said, “It’s about time, return early to avoid disrupting the fusion of your soul and physical body.”

“Mm.” Qin Feng nodded, glancing around, then suddenly asked in a low voice, “Father, do you have a way to store things?”

“I do, but why are you asking about this?” Father Qin replied.

Qin Feng, taking advantage of the others not noticing, took out all the remaining fine wines and delicacies from the Spatial Ring.

Father Qin saw this and immediately understood. With a wave of his right hand, the Netherworld Qi instantly swept away all the items.

“Although I don’t know the reason, these things seem to have a miraculous effect of enhancing the strength of beings in the Netherworld Realm.”

“Father, you have already reached the Transcendence Realm, but even within the Transcendence Realm, there are gradations of strength. Those items just now could help you progress further.”

“Also, when you were in the mortal world, you did not pay much attention to interpersonal relationships, but sometimes expanding one’s network is very important.”

“If there is an opportunity, you can take out some of those fine wines and delicacies to visit other Ghost Emperors or powerful figures, it’s never a bad thing to get to know more people.”

Father Qin had a strange expression on his face – it was hard to tell who was the father and who was the son in this conversation.

But he also understood that his son was worried about him, so he said, “All right, when you go back, tell your second mother not to cry all night.

” Okay.” Qin Feng looked at his father with some reluctance, then jumped into the white light above his head and floated towards the gray sky.

At this moment, Father Qin seemed to remember something and called out loudly, “Oh right, Feng’er, did you find the secret stash of money I told you about before?”

“Don’t worry, Father, I’ve kept it safe,” Qin Feng replied.

“That’s good. I’ve been saving those thirty thousand taels of silver for a long time!” Father Qin exclaimed.

Qin Feng stiffened at this, thirty thousand silver taels? His father had said it was only three hundred taels… This was very much like his father.

With a flash of white light, Qin Feng’s figure disappeared into the sky above.

At the same time, in the cave, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva retracted his divine sense, and the strange beast next to him suddenly stood up, perking its ears up.

“There is movement in the golden bowl!”

Ksitigarbha frowned, his finger lightly tapping to project an image in the empty space before him.

Within the continuous mountain ranges of black stones and white bones, black flames were burning fiercely.

Inside a low-lying valley enveloped in golden light, the horrific sounds of crying, wailing, and shrieking were incessant.

Upon closer inspection, it sent shivers down one’s spine.

Countless monsters were crammed together, their appearances grotesque and forms varied – like piles of flesh or colliding corpses.

The flesh was squirming, the bony limbs flailing, and fresh blood flowed among them like venomous snakes.

Whenever a monster tried to break out of the valley, it would touch the golden light, a swastika would appear, and the monster’s body would be dissolved, emitting white smoke as it retreated with a screech.

This was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s Demon-Subduing Golden Bowl, the supreme Chaotic Primordial Treasure!

The Netherworld Realm was plagued by these undying monsters, so confinement was the only solution.

The reason these monsters were now behaving strangely was because the Ghost Lord had appeared in the sky above.

She held the Farshore Flower obtained from Qin Feng and tossed it into the valley.

Seeing this, the monsters feared it and scrambled to avoid it.

However, their fear seemed to have aroused the ferocity of these bizarre entities, and they began to slither and fuse together.

A massive bony arm emerged from the mass of flesh, colliding with the Farshore Flower.

The giant bone arm dissipated, and the Farshore Flower vanished as well.

The Ghost Lord’s brows were furrowed tightly, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s expression was grave.

To try and destroy these monsters with the scarce Farshore Flowers was merely a delusional dream…

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