They couldn’t do anything to the evil ghosts, but they could keep an eye on the corpse. When the corpse and the evil ghost parted, they could capture the corpse and extract the secret.
"Perhaps... perhaps... this could elevate the strength of everyone in the Zhong Mansion to a higher level..." A man in a red robe’s eyes flickered with flames of desire.
...
Deep in Ghost Street...
The two continued to stroll.
For Li Yuan, the road was gradually narrowing, and the light was becoming dim.
Except for the winding path under his feet that still shone, the houses on both sides began to turn pitch black, blurred, and even distorted...
Lady Yan in gray obviously couldn’t help him shield these effects either.
"How can I help you?" Li Yuan asked.
Lady Yan said, "Go to the Black Market Ghost Realm, that’s the only other place besides Ghost Street where I can appear. The moment you arrive, I’ll know.
But be sure not to go the wrong way, because once you reach the Black Market, you’ll see an additional rouge shop at the edge.
That rouge shop is very large and very peculiar,
Rouges are sold in front of the shop, but many human skins hang at the back...
Remember to have the people from Silver Creek Square and even the surrounding workshops pay particular attention. If you see vendors on the streets with carts selling ’Yinji Powder,’ don’t buy it, flee instantly.
Also, the Black Market Ghost Realm is sure to expand soon..."
"It already has..." Li Yuan forced a wry smile.
Lady Yan said, "It will continue to expand, perhaps flooding half of the Inner City, and even covering the surrounding forests, but the bustling workshop gates over there won’t be affected."
"I understand." Li Yuan looked at his wife in front of him, longing to hug but unable to, wanting to hold hands but failing, he closed his eyes slightly, his thoughts shifting, and suddenly said, "Evil ghosts and ghost servants all fear the Ancestral Shadow Blood. If I help you deplete that Human Skin Rouge Shop, will you and Feng’Er gain an advantage and restore the balance?"
Lady Yan didn’t discourage him from taking dangerous actions, for she knew... now, whether it’s her, her husband, or Xiaozhao, they’re actually all tied together.
If she becomes stronger, she can better assist her husband and also protect Xiaozhao.
So, she softly said, "It should be possible, but husband, don’t act rashly, I’m worried for your safety."
Li Yuan said, "I will be cautious."
Lady Yan gently said, "Don’t rush, the balance is stable for now, there won’t be any major changes for at least two to three years. Please, don’t get into trouble. If something happens to you, our entire family is doomed..."
"Mmm."
Li Yuan nodded.
Lady Yan suddenly apologized softly, "I’m sorry."
Li Yuan asked in surprise, "What’s the matter?"
Lady Yan didn’t answer and instead said, "Husband, promise me one thing.
When you return, you must take a concubine or accept the maids’ services..."
Li Yuan was momentarily stunned, then immediately understood his wife’s intention.
Martial Artists practice blood cultivation, their blood thrives, and various desires surge like ocean waves, fluctuating endlessly. If not vented, over time, even if no disaster is born, it won’t be good.
Previously, Li Yuan had Yan Yu and the lady boss, which was fine.
But now, Yan Yu was untouchable, and the lady boss was busy with their two children, unable to accompany him like before.
Recently, he had experienced a slight imbalance in his mental realm, often drinking to drown his sorrows, missing his wife, suppressing desires, and when he slept with the lady boss, he kept those desires at bay to avoid disturbing the children.
But Yan Yu didn’t want him like that.
What other high-grade Martial Artists could do, her man should do as well.
Thus, she gave such an ’imperative order.’
"I understand."
Li Yuan responded.
After speaking, he paused his steps, glancing at the now pitch-black scenery on both sides.
The path under his feet was like a beam of light through a door crack, extremely narrow and cramped, like a winding sheep’s intestine.
Suddenly, a giggle came from the side, and a little girl in a blood-red headscarf ran out, shouting, "Brother, do you want to buy a flower?"
Li Yuan pretended not to see her.
But this time, the little girl didn’t speak to the gray-clothed Yan Yu, while last time, when Pang Yuanhua was here, she said, "Sister, you’re so beautiful, wearing a flower would look great. Let brother buy one."
Li Yuan ignored her, and the little girl vanished.
"Let’s go back."
Li Yuan turned around.
The gray-clothed Lady Yan nodded as well and said, "These ghosts are all ancient, normally they won’t actively touch me, and I won’t actively touch them either."
"Will it cause fusion if they touch?"
"No, the weaker side will be repelled, and then they’ll separate.
Unless, I and it are just compatible enough to fuse.
Or if I keep attacking it, then fusion will be forced.
Feng’Er and I, along with the vendor, belong to the latter scenario."
Li Yuan immediately understood, "Evil ghosts are indeed like programs, and humans are like memory."
Between programs, fusion only happens if they’re compatible; otherwise, a weaker program will be repelled by a stronger one upon a touch; but frequent touches will force a fusion.
The gray-clothed Lady Yan added, "I’ve thought it over carefully, that day, the vendor grabbed our daughter, and I was too anxious and scared, so I kept attacking the vendor.
But actually, if I just attacked once to force the vendor away, things might have been solved.
But our daughter got caught by a ghost then, and I just wanted to fight it with everything I had."
"We all made mistakes," Li Yuan said.
The gray-clothed Lady Yan said, "As long as Xiaozhao is safe, it’s not a mistake."