Chapter 284

The next day, at the Hour of Hai. Tonight in Qingyun Town, the death drums beat like weeping blood, shattering the dead silence. At the ruins in the west of the town, a deep blue light gate slowly cracked open, and thick black fog surged outward. The rotting stench, wrapped in a piercing chill, made it seem as though the netherworld had been inverted over the mortal realm. The Ghost Market, a mysterious place that awakened only in the dark of night, was baring its fang-like entrance. Gusts of eerie wind swept past, whipping up dead leaves and grit on the ground to form small black whirlpools in mid-air, as if the Ghost Market were breathing in and out, awaiting the arrival of its prey. At the Hour of Hai tonight, Su Yao tossed and turned by Lin Feng's side, finding it hard to fall asleep as the wind outside the window blew with a chilling intensity. "Brother Feng, today I went shopping for clothes in the west of the town with Yujie and Miss Yan. I originally wanted to call you along, but seeing you deeply meditating on your cultivation technique, I didn't want to disturb you. From a group of pugilists, we accidentally overheard that the Ghost Market will open tonight at the Hour of Zhizi. Didn't you say you needed to buy that particular herb? The opportunity has come!"