Douluo: The soul skills are too abstract, Tang San burst into tears!.

While eating, Dugu Bo continued to pay attention to the conversation at the next table.

The man with a slightly lowered voice continued:

"However, although there are risks, the annual auction in the Ghost Market still attracts countless people. Those rare materials and treasures are too tempting for cultivators like us or those with special needs."

The man with the childish voice nodded and said:

"Yes, if we can get those rare herbs or treasures, maybe we can greatly increase our strength or make breakthroughs in certain aspects. Just like the herbs you mentioned this time, if they can really be of great help in refining special poisons and antidotes, then for those who are good at using poisons, they are simply priceless treasures."

The man with the deep voice smiled and said:

"Hey, don't forget, the Ghost Market is not just about these treasures. There are also all kinds of mysterious skills and secret manuals, as well as some strange weapons and equipment. I heard that someone once bought a broken cultivation manual in the Ghost Market. Although it was broken, after his research and practice, his strength improved by leaps and bounds in a short period of time. He went from an unknown little person to a powerful person. I heard that he was promoted directly from a great soul master to a soul emperor!"

"Wow, so amazing! Jumped three levels directly? What about the weapons and equipment? Is there anything particularly powerful?"

The man with the childish voice asked curiously.

"Of course there is! I have personally seen a strange long staff! The staff emits a light blue light, and its material is like gold but not gold, like wood but not wood, and it exudes a mysterious aura. When injected with soul power, it can perform a strange gravity attack. Once launched, the gravity around the opponent will instantly increase dozens of times."

The man with a deep voice described it with great interest.

"Ah? There is such a skill?"

The man with the childish voice had a look of disbelief on his face.

"Under this sudden increase in gravity, the opponent will instantly feel as if they are carrying a thousand-ton giant. Their movements will become extremely slow, and every step they take will seem to exhaust all their strength. Their originally agile movements will become extremely sluggish, as if they were stuck in a thick quagmire. Even if they want to raise their hands to defend themselves, it will become extremely difficult."

The person with the childish voice listened attentively and couldn't help but murmured:

"This long stick is amazing! Who bought it later?"

The man with a deep voice shook his head slightly:

"I don't know. After all, everyone who goes to the black market auction will disguise their true identity."

"Well, it seems that the water in this ghost market is really deep! We have to be careful when we go there tonight."

The man with the childish voice said with some concern.

"Don't worry, as long as we don't cause any trouble and go to see what's going on, we might be able to pick up something. If we're lucky, we can take pictures of something useful to us, and that would be a lot of money."

The man with a deep voice consoled him.

"By the way, you said that those Titled Douluo are only there to ensure that buyers get the items smoothly. Then will they participate in the bidding? Or will they also go out and snatch the buyers' treasures? After all, the Titled Douluo are so powerful, and the treasures are so rare."

The man with a childish voice suddenly asked.

"Well, I'm not too sure about that. But I don't think so. After all, their identities are there. If they participate in the auction, it may cause some unnecessary trouble. And their main task is to maintain order, they should not break the rules for some treasures. However, maybe some Titled Douluo will secretly send people to participate in the auction, but we just don't know about it." The man with a deep voice analyzed.

"Yeah, that makes sense. Then what do you think are our chances of photographing something if we go there tonight?" the man with the childish voice asked again.

"It's hard to say. It depends on how many people go there tonight and how fierce the competition for the treasures is. But we shouldn't hold out too much hope. After all, our financial resources are limited. Compared with those big forces, we are still far behind. We can just consider it as a chance to broaden our horizons. It would be great if we can take pictures of some small items."

The man with a deep voice said.

"And I heard that the great evil Zhuge Lan has a lot of strange treasures. Rumor has it that he also got them in this ghost market."

The man with a deep voice added.

Hearing his words, Dugu Bo was also shocked, thinking to himself: "Impossible! That guy hardly left my sight, and if he really bought the treasures in this ghost market, how could he not tell me? No way, could that guy really have found so many treasures in this ghost market?"

The more Dugu Bo thought about it, the more likely it seemed. He quickly finished his meal, paid the bill, and left the restaurant taking dinner for Zhuge Lan and Su Biluo.

After returning to his residence, Dugu Bo handed dinner to Zhuge Lan and Su Biluo.

After Dugu Bo handed the dinner to Zhuge Lan and Su Bi, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he stood there, looking straight at Zhuge Lan with a hint of confusion and inquiry in his eyes.

Zhuge Lan raised his head, looked at Dugu Bo with some confusion, and asked:

"What's the matter, old poison, why are you staring at me like that?"

"Zhuge Lan, I have something to ask you."

Dugu Bo's voice was low and serious.

"What's wrong?"

Zhuge Lan was bewildered.

"Do you know the ghost market?"

Dugu Bo asked coldly.

Zhuge Lan was still in a state of confusion:
"Ghost market? What ghost market? Are there ghosts?"

"You don't know about the ghost market?"

Dugu Bo continued to ask.

Zhuge Lan was also a little speechless. He asked back:

"No, old poisoner, did you take the wrong medicine? You ask me these weird questions as soon as you come back."

Dugu Bo frowned slightly and said:

"I just heard someone in the restaurant say that you got those strange treasures in the ghost market. Is this true?"

When Zhuge Lan heard this, he was stunned at first, then he quickly shook his head and said:
"Old Poison Man, are you stupid? How would I know what the ghost market is? I've never even heard of it."

I spent so many emotion points in the system to exchange for these treasures, how could they be found outside?

Zhuge Lan thought proudly in his heart.

Dugu Bo stared closely at Zhuge Lan's eyes, as if trying to read something from his expression:
"Then tell me where those strange treasures of yours came from."

When asked this by Dugu Bo, Zhuge Lan really had a hard time explaining.

He stammered:

"Alas, I don't have any treasures. I only got those by chance."

Zhuge Lan quickly opened the lunch box, pretended to be busy, and fed Su Biluo.

Dugu Bo was about to step forward to ask, but was interrupted by Zhuge Lan:
"By the way, Old Poison, what is this ghost market you mentioned?" (End of this chapter)