Condemning the Heavens

Xue Wei and Lan were told to stay within the carriage all the way to the mayor's manor. While he could not exist, he saw the city's conditions clearly as they drove through the streets.

The Ghost Realm, at least what he had seen so far, was desolate and harsh. The city was not much better. The houses were dilapidated, and it seemed as if they would come crashing down at any moment.

The ghosts were all wearing worn-out clothes; their movements were not energetic or full of passion, but slow and dragging, as if their life itself was a chore.

The more Xue Wei saw, the more puzzled he became. What was the purpose of the Ghost Realm?

It seemed pointless for this realm to exist. There was no pleasure, no happiness, nothing else than chasing after the strongest peak, and staying conscious for as long as possible, not allowing anyone to consume them.

One has to know that Xue Wei was new in the Ghost Realm. He did not know much of how it worked, and he was very curious as to why strength had such an importance to them.

The middle-aged ghost that was seated next to him looked at the focused expression on Xue Wei's face as he observed the surroundings, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Xue Wei had many things that the ghosts lacked. He had come from the realm of the living to the Ghost Realm, and he had brought his storage treasures with him.

While it would have been ideal if he was capable of stealing this storage treasure from Xue Wei, there was another strange thing for the ghosts; it was impossible for them to open storage treasures that did not originate from here.

While they looked real, they were ghosts, after all. They could not deal with the rules of the living world, and storage treasures were amongst these things.

As such, he could only hope that Xue Wei had some treasures with extreme Yin energy, that he could be gifted in return for helping them.

As they drove through the village, the middle-aged ghost also asked for some treasures. He was a businessman, and would never let any chance of improving his wealth escape.

But even though he was somewhat pushy, Xue Wei did not blame him. This man had helped them a lot and made them aware of what it meant to be in the Ghost Realm, so returning the favor was to be expected.

He ruminated through his storage treasure and found two pieces of treasures. One was a one thousand-year-old blood ginseng; the other was a millennium-old ghost wood piece.

He had many of these. They were widespread materials in the living land, but they were nearly impossible to get in the Ghost Realm, especially the blood ginseng.

Ghosts did not shed blood, and there were no living beings at all here, so how could they create blood ginseng?

These two treasures were ordinary, while only the ghost wood was full of yin energy, the blood ginseng was still beneficial to the ghosts as it was an evil object.

The middle-aged ghost had his black eyes widened in surprise. He thought he could get some rewards, but this was much better than he had expected, and a smile stretched on his lips.

Seeing him so happy over such ordinary treasures, Xue Wei could not help but be somewhat surprised. Was he a rich man in the Ghost Realm?

Just as he thought that Lan laughed lowly next to his ear. "Youngster Wei, it seems that you are going to be able to bribe your way out of any situation," he said with a chuckle in his voice.

Lan was aware that Xue Wei tended to gather resources. He had been doing so for years, and he had been extremely fortunate. He had met numerous lucky encounters, and gotten uncountable pieces of resources and treasures.

Although he could not provide the whole Ghost Realm with resources, it would be possible for him to bribe an uncountable number of ghosts, mainly because their price was low.

Lan, an unscrupulous profiteer, felt extremely relieved, and he had the urge to laugh. Still, he was also aware that if he displayed his extreme happiness now, then others would notice and realize that they were considered cheap.

If it were possible to pay less, naturally, one would be willing to do so.

Xue Wei and Lan shared a knowing glance before they smiled and returned their focus to the display.

They soon arrived at the mayor's manor, the carriages stopped. Many of the villagers had followed the caravan as they traveled through the busy streets.

It was rare for merchants to exist in the Ghost Realm, and those who did were always welcome, as long as they followed the rules.

But to their immense surprise, a group of guards blocked them as soon as they saw the caravan entering the mayor's manor, their eyes full of doubt.

Had they come to deliver some sort of treasure to the mayor? Xue Wei did not care about their thoughts. All he knew was that he was here to find a way to mask the trace of life in his body.

He was not sure how these ghosts would do it, and he was on high alert. He was not willing to risk anything going wrong.

While he was eager to mask his life force, he was not willing to do so if it meant becoming a Ghost or damaging it. Life Force was what made him a living being; he could not risk endangering it.