Wu Shattered Star River

The Ghost City army wasn't very large, totaling just over a thousand soldiers, with only one department, the Internal Affairs Division. Because Ghost City wasn't heavily regulated, the only rule was no fighting within the city.

The Internal Affairs Division was located in a courtyard on the second level. Usually, not many martial artists came here because the ghost houses within the city were quite stable, sometimes with no one challenging them for months.

Qing Xu Zi led Jiang Han to the outside of the Internal Affairs Division. Jiang Han went in alone. Inside, a Spirit Race elder was sitting, buried behind a desk, writing and drawing.

The Spirit Race elder replied indifferently, "You know the rules, right?"

Jiang Han nodded, took out a spatial ring, and handed it over. The elder took it, sensed it for a moment, and asked, "Name, race!"

Jiang Han didn't hide anything. After all, his Dao was very special, and it would be easy to find out his information. He said, "Human race, Jiang Han!"

"Jiang Han?"

The Spirit Race elder frowned, asking, "That Jiang Han from the Northern Mourning Realm? Were you the one who went on a killing spree in the Hidden Realm some time ago?"

"Yes!"

Jiang Han nodded, saying, "But I'm no longer a person of the Northern Mourning Realm. I'm now wanted by the Northern Mourning Realm. I'm a rogue cultivator."

"Consider carefully!"

The Spirit Race elder's expression turned serious as he said, "If it's found out that you're not a rogue cultivator, even if you take down the ghost house, it will be taken back, and your hundred billion divine crystals won't be returned."

"I'm sure!"

Jiang Han naturally didn't hesitate. The Northern Mourning Realm issuing a wanted order was true. How would Ghost City investigate this?

The Spirit Race elder took the spatial ring and then tossed two tokens to Jiang Han, saying, "Engrave your soul aura into them!"

Jiang Han did as he was told. The Spirit Race elder tossed a token to Jiang Han, saying, "Go back for now. The ghost house owner will respond within ten days. When your token lights up, come here immediately, and you can start the challenge. If you win, you will become the new owner of Ghost House Number Thirty-Three."

"Alright!"

Jiang Han took the token and left the Internal Affairs Division. After Jiang Han left, the Spirit Race elder sneered, saying, "Rogue cultivator? The Northern Mourning King must be out of his mind to force such a genius out of the Northern Mourning Realm."

"The Northern Mourning Realm has always wanted to occupy a stronghold in Ghost City, but they haven't succeeded for more than ten years. Now that Jiang Han is here, it should be stable!"

Jiang Han led Qing Xu Zi out of the Internal Affairs Division. He didn't return to Bu Shi's ghost house but came to the outside of the City Lord's mansion on the top level again.

He walked to the bottom of the face-blurred statue. Bu Shi said this was Jiang Hen Shui's statue. Because no one had seen his face, a face wasn't carved when the statue was built.

"That's not right… Is Father's mask that powerful? Can't even Dao Harmonization experts see through it?"

Jiang Han was a little puzzled. Unless the mask Jiang Hen Shui was wearing was a super-grade divine artifact, how could Dao Harmonization experts not see through it? There were several Dao Harmonization experts in Ghost City.

After standing and looking for a while, Jiang Han turned his gaze to the City Lord's mansion, looking at the imposing palace.

Jiang Han transmitted his voice to Qing Xu Zi, saying, "Bu Shi said that the selection of the City Lord in Ghost City doesn't depend on cultivation realm, but only on whether the Ghost City artifact spirit recognizes them. Does that mean… I can try it too?"

Qing Xu Zi was stunned, then bitterly smiled and transmitted his voice, "Heavenly Chaos Monarch, you can't get in. The City Lord's mansion has natural restrictions. To break through the restrictions, one must at least be at the Dao Entry realm…"

Jiang Han scratched his nose awkwardly. Isn't this discrimination? This Ghost City is a bit unreasonable…

After standing for a while, he led Qing Xu Zi downwards. Just as they turned into the alley and walked to the outside of Bu Shi's ghost house, they found someone standing outside. To be precise, it looked more like a ball!

"Uh…"

Jiang Han was stunned. Although he only saw the back view, and this back view was completely shrouded in a black robe, he recognized him at a glance.

He exclaimed, "Fatty, why are you here?"

"Hehe!"

The meatball turned around, revealing a face full of fat. He said with a smile, "Brother Han, if you can come, why can't I? I committed a crime and was expelled from the Ruyi Pavilion. Now I'm lonely and helpless, with nowhere to go, so I can only come and seek refuge with you, Brother Han. You can't ignore me."

"Get lost!"

Jiang Han glared and pushed the door open, walking towards the ghost house. Sun Feifei followed in a puff of smoke. Qing Xu Zi came in last and closed the door.

Bu Shi stood in the front yard, glanced at Sun Feifei, didn't say anything, just nodded slightly to Jiang Han.

Jiang Han waved his hand, and Bu Shi and Qing Xu Zi entered the room. He walked to the pavilion and sat down. Sun Feifei walked over and poured tea for Jiang Han diligently.

Jiang Han took a sip and said, "Does your Ruyi Pavilion also have a branch here?"

"Hehe!"

Sun Feifei smiled and replied, "How can you say that? Such an important place, if my Ruyi Pavilion doesn't have a base, how can the Ruyi Pavilion become the number one business association in the world?"

"Let me tell you secretly, the shop number ten occupied by the Bloodthirsty Clan is ours."

"…"

Jiang Han rolled his eyes. He had wanted to attack this shop before. If he had really attacked it, it would have been like the flood washing away the Dragon King Temple.

The Ruyi Pavilion is really cunning, actually sending a Bloodthirsty Clan expert to stand in front…

He asked, "Did you come here specifically because you have something important, or did you come to find me?"

"There are some things, but the main thing is to find you!"

Sun Feifei said with a smile, "We've negotiated with the Phoenix Clan. We need three pieces each of Meteorite Iron, Sky Fang Stone, and Scarlet Pattern Steel. In addition, our Ruyi Pavilion will take one piece as a commission, for a total of ten pieces."

"Alright!"

Jiang Han was overjoyed. He only needed a drop of Ancestral Phoenix Blood. As for how many pieces of divine materials the Ruyi Pavilion used to exchange for it, he didn't care.

He was very willing to exchange ten pieces of divine materials for a drop of Ancestral Phoenix Blood. He asked, "When will the transaction take place?"

"In three or four months!"

Sun Feifei said, "How about this… When the time comes, I'll have the Phoenix Clan bring the Ancestral Phoenix Blood. You can invite some experts to verify it in person. After confirming that it's correct, you can trade."

Sun Feifei's sincerity was very strong. Ancestral Phoenix Blood was so important that Jiang Han didn't dare to be careless.

In three or four months, he should have taken down a ghost house. By then, the teleportation array connecting the Northern Mourning stronghold should be built. Inviting Yan Bei Hou and Li Yang Hou to take a look should make it foolproof.

He readily agreed, "Okay, the transaction will take place at the Northern Mourning stronghold in three or four months. A teleportation array will be built here, and you can teleport directly there."

"Alright!"

Sun Feifei nodded. He frowned slightly and said, "Brother Han, you asked me to get a portrait of the Flame Gold Clan's Clan King before, but I can't get it."

"Because their Clan King always wears a mask when she comes out, and she has been at war with the Flame Purple Clan ever since she became the Clan King and hasn't come out."

"However!"

A look of surprise appeared in Sun Feifei's eyes as he said, "The Flame Gold Clan's Clan King is called Yan Qin, which is very similar to the name you want to inquire about. Brother Han… you have the Sacred Flame Fire on your body. You're not the son of the Flame Gold Clan's Clan King, are you?"

"No!"

Jiang Han naturally denied it. He shook his head and said, "I've already found out that it has nothing to do with Yan Qin. By the way… do you have any information about the previous generation City Lord of Ghost City?"

"Of course!"

Sun Feifei nodded and said, "I heard that the previous City Lord was a human, a peerless genius, but very mysterious. He suddenly disappeared after serving as the City Lord of Ghost City for a year. I need to retrieve the specific information from the Intelligence Hall."

"Go retrieve it!"

Jiang Han waved his hand and said, "I need all the information about the previous City Lord. I'll pay divine crystals to buy the intelligence!"

"Uh…"

Sun Feifei was stunned, looked at Jiang Han suspiciously, and asked, "Brother Han, what are you investigating this for? Don't tell me you want to become the next City Lord of Ghost City?"