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As Dugu Bo ate, he still paid attention to the conversation at the next table.
The person with the slightly deeper voice continued, "However, despite the risks, the annual Auction at the Ghost Market still attracts countless people. Those rare materials and treasures are simply too tempting for cultivators like us or those with special needs."
The person with the childish voice nodded and said, "You're right. If we could get those rare herbs or treasures, it might greatly increase our strength or help us achieve breakthroughs in certain areas. Just like that herb you mentioned, if it truly helps immensely in refining special poisons and antidotes, then for someone skilled in using poison, it would be a priceless treasure."
The man with the deep voice chuckled, saying, "Hehe, don't forget, the Ghost Market isn't just about these treasures. There are also all sorts of mysterious cultivation techniques, secret manuals, and some strange weapons and equipment. I heard that someone once bought a damaged cultivation manual at the Ghost Market. Although it was incomplete, through his research and cultivation, his strength advanced by leaps and bounds in a short period. He transformed from an unknown nobody into a powerful figure, supposedly advancing directly from a Spirit Grandmaster to a Spirit Emperor!"
"Holy cow, that's incredible! He skipped three ranks directly? What about weapons and equipment? Are there any particularly powerful ones?"
The person with the childish voice asked curiously.
"Of course there are! I once personally witnessed a bizarre long staff! That staff emitted a faint blue light, its material was neither gold nor wood, exuding a mysterious aura. When spirit power was infused into it, it could unleash a unique gravity attack. Once activated, the surrounding gravity would instantly increase dozens of times, centered on the opponent."
The man with the deep voice described it with great enthusiasm.
"Huh? There's a skill like that?"
The man with the childish voice was full of disbelief.
"Under this sudden increase in gravity, opponents would instantly feel as if their bodies were bearing a thousand-ton giant. Their movements would become incredibly sluggish, every step feeling as if it would exhaust all their strength. Their normally agile movements would become clumsy, as if they had fallen into a thick swamp. Even trying to raise a hand to defend would become exceptionally difficult."
The person with the childish voice listened intently and couldn't help but murmur, "That long staff is truly amazing! Who ended up buying it at the Auction?"
The man with the deep voice gently shook his head: "I don't know. After all, everyone who goes to the Ghost Market Auction disguises their true identity."
"Hmm, it seems the Ghost Market is indeed quite deep! We'll have to be careful when we go tonight."
The man with the childish voice said with some worry.
"Don't worry, as long as we don't cause trouble and just go to watch the excitement, we might even find a good deal. If we're lucky and can buy something useful to us, then we'll make a huge profit."
The man with the deep voice comforted him.
"Oh, right, you said those Titled Douluo just ensure that buyers successfully receive their purchased items at the Auction. Will they participate in bidding? Or will they go outside to snatch treasures from buyers? After all, Titled Douluo are so strong, and treasures are so rare."
The man with the childish voice suddenly asked.
"Well, I'm not entirely sure. But I don't think so. After all, their status is there; if they participated in bidding, it might cause some unnecessary trouble. And their main task is to maintain order; they shouldn't break the rules for some treasures. However, it's also possible that a few individual Titled Douluo might secretly send people to participate in bidding, but we just wouldn't know."
The man with the deep voice analyzed.
"Hmm, that makes sense. Then how much of a chance do you think we have of buying something tonight?" The person with the childish voice asked again.
"That's hard to say. It depends on how many people go tonight and how fierce the competition for those treasures is. But we shouldn't have too much hope. After all, our financial resources are limited, and compared to those big powers, we're still far behind. We'll just go to gain some experience. It would be good if we could buy some small items."
The man with the deep voice said.
"And I heard that the great demon Zhuge Lan, doesn't he have a lot of those strange treasures? Rumor has it he also obtained them in this Ghost Market."
The man with the deep voice added.
Hearing this, Dugu Bo was also startled and thought to himself, "Impossible! That guy has hardly ever left my sight, and if he really bought those treasures at this Ghost Market, how could he not tell me? No way, could that kid really have found so many treasures at this Ghost Market?"
The more Dugu Bo thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. After quickly finishing his meal, he paid the bill and left the restaurant with dinner for Zhuge Lan and Su Biluo.
Back at their residence, Dugu Bo handed the dinner to Zhuge Lan and Su Biluo.
After handing the dinner to Zhuge Lan and Su Biluo, Dugu Bo did not leave immediately. Instead, he stood there, his eyes filled with a hint of doubt and inquiry, staring directly at Zhuge Lan.
Zhuge Lan looked up, somewhat puzzled, at Dugu Bo and asked, "What's wrong, 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 is it?"
Zhuge Lan looked bewildered.
"Do you know about 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 press.
Zhuge Lan was also a bit speechless; he retorted, "No, Old Poison, are you feeling alright? You come back and immediately ask me these strange questions."
Dugu Bo frowned slightly and said, "I just heard someone in the restaurant say that your strange treasures were obtained in the Ghost Market. Is that true?"
Zhuge Lan was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook his head and said, "Old Poison, are you stupid? How would I know what that Ghost Market is? I've never even heard of it."
These treasures were exchanged by him using so many Emotions Points in the system; how could they possibly exist outside?
Zhuge Lan thought proudly to himself.
Dugu Bo stared intently into Zhuge Lan's eyes, as if trying to discern something from his gaze: "Then tell me how you got your strange treasures."
When Dugu Bo asked this, Zhuge Lan really didn't know how to explain.
He stammered, "Oh, I don't have any treasures. Those few things were just obtained by chance."
Zhuge Lan quickly opened the lunchbox, pretending to be busy, and fed Su Biluo.
Dugu Bo was about to step forward and press the matter, but he was interrupted by Zhuge Lan: "Oh, right, Old Poison, what kind of place is that Ghost Market you mentioned?"
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