Chapter 472: Not even ghosts are spared?

Looking at Qi Xiong, Hong Zun took out a Teleportation Array Disk; Qing Shi, Mo Yun, Capture Dragon, Jue Xin, and the others beside him also couldn't hold back.

Even Zhao Zhengping and Xu Jie took out their own Teleportation Array Disks.

"Ye Zhangqing kid, I have these here; I'll give them all to you."

"Ye Zhangqing junior brother, Senior Brother also has some; take it."

"Me too."

Seeing everyone act so crazily, Zhāng Tiānzhèn panicked and quickly spoke up.

"Ye Zhangqing kid, I'll just whip up a Teleportation Array for you."

"This is my private stash; what are you all crowding around for?"

As soon as Zhāng Tiānzhèn said that, everyone's faces changed, and Hong Zun cursed even more angrily.

"What are you doing? Flipping the table? Trying to show off?"

"I'm a Formation Master; what's wrong with me quickly making a Teleportation Array?"

"What Ye Zhangqing kid wants is a Teleportation Array Disk; did you stuff donkey hair in your ears?"

Zhāng Tiānzhèn had only thought it wasn't worth giving ordinary people a Teleportation Array Disk, so he hesitated.

But back then nobody said it could be used to exchange for a private stash; if they had, he would have hesitated?

Seeing the crowd suddenly start arguing, Ye Zhangqing said with a strange expression.

"Um, if it works, a Teleportation Array would probably be more convenient."

"Look, even Ye Zhangqing kid said so."

Upon hearing that, Zhāng Tiānzhèn was overjoyed and felt secure; now his private stash was secure.

Meanwhile, Chen Wang and the evil spirits beside him were dumbfounded; the ghosts were all dumbfounded.

If I heard correctly, they intend to use a Teleportation Array to safely send these blood food out of Ghost Valley.

Some evil spirits who had been secretly planning, upon hearing this, were dumbstruck and still thinking about capturing them later.

Who would have thought they'd actually use a Teleportation Array to send these ordinary people away?

Even Chen Wang couldn't help but speak up.

"Are you sick? You went to the trouble of building a Teleportation Array just to send these ordinary people away?"

Upon hearing that, Zhāng Tiānzhèn gave Chen Wang a cold glance and retorted angrily.

"What, I can't spend my money?"

"You.............."

"You'd better worry about your wife's well-being."

Mo Yun continued.

"I'm fucking.............."

"This matter can't be left unresolved, right?"

Glaring hatefully at Mo Yun, Chen Wang coldly looked at Qi Xiong and said.

"I need to report this to the Ghost Emperor."

"Taking people away, Chen Wang didn't dare to decide; upon hearing that, Yu Mo replied."

"Then just ask."

"On the spot, Chen Wang contacted the Ghost Emperor."

"What's wrong?"

"Reporting to the Ghost Emperor, the Dao Yi Sect wants to rescue my Ghost Valley's blood food."

"Agree to them."

Without the slightest hesitation, the Ghost Emperor agreed, even giving a hundred thousand stalks of heavenly materials and earthly treasures; does he still care about this bit of blood food? No need to worry.

The Ghost Emperor nodded, Chen Wang said nothing more, and Ye Zhangqing glanced at the still dazed crowd behind him, thought for a moment, and said.

"Let them follow us for now; later we'll trouble Peak Master Zhang to inscribe the Teleportation Array."

Inscribing each one is exhausting; moreover, given the situation, we might still run into many people at the next Ghost Market, so let's just follow along for now.

Anyway, with Ye Zhangqing and the others nearby, these evil spirits wouldn't dare do anything.

As for that, Qi Xiong and the others had no objections; on the contrary, they highly praised Ye Zhangqing's decision.

"A bunch of brainless idiots."

Seeing the crowd really intend to use a Teleportation Array to send the blood food away, Chen Wang cursed angrily.

In its view, these blood foods are utterly worthless, like ants on the ground.

Using a Teleportation Array to send them off is stupid beyond measure; they can't even count the cost.

Indeed, anyone looking at this would think the Dao Yi Sect is foolish; a Teleportation Array, even a small one, consumes enormous resources.

Using so many resources to save these useless grubs—what's the point?

But that's just the Dao Yi Sect; facing Chen Wang's mockery, Hong Zun laughed.

"Because they are Human Race, we are also Human Race; non-kin must have different hearts, and vice versa; since we are of the same kin, spending any amount of resources is not a loss."

"Exactly, you can't even keep your own wife in line, and you're still saying this?"

Mo Yun beside him chimed in, and Chen Wang could no longer hold back.

"Say it again."

"Say it then; what, you still won't give............... boo hoo hoo..............."

Mo Yun naturally wasn't timid; he spoke up without thinking, but the next second Hong Zun clapped a hand over his mouth.

"Don't provoke it any further."

"Hmph."

He snorted coldly, Prince Chen turned and left, while Ye Zhangqing and the others also leisurely strolled along.

Whatever heavenly treasures they liked, they just took them, after all the Ghost Emperor had promised.

Upon seeing the Human Race, they released the people, after all the Ghost Emperor had promised.

As the number of rescued people grew, just in this one Ghost Market, Ye Zhangqing and his group already had over a thousand members of the Human Race following behind them.

However, each of them still had vacant eyes, only knowing to obey; if told to follow meekly, they would do so.

After wandering for about an hour and a half, this Ghost Market wasn't big, but when they arrived at a Ghost Tower, Xu Jie, Zhao Zhengping, and the others stopped in their tracks.

"This Ghost Tower......"

"What, you still want to give it a try?"

Prince Chen said unhappily, while Xu Jie and the others already showed a hint of longing in their eyes.

Judging purely from the outside, this Ghost Tower is essentially the Human Race's Gōulán— at the entrance, on the balconies, by the windows, stand beautiful ghost courtesans one after another.

Actually, there's not much to say—the aesthetic of these evil spirits is hardly different from that of the Human Race.

Especially these ghost courtesans, each one like the top courtesans of Gōulán, flamboyant and peerlessly gorgeous.

He unconsciously broke into a bright grin at the corner of his mouth; after waiting a while for a reply with none forthcoming, Prince Chen turned his head strangely and then spoke with a complex expression.

"You won't even let the ghosts go, will you?"

Upon this, Hong Zun felt a chill from beside him; he glanced sideways and saw Wang Tieshu glaring at him intently, whereupon he immediately rebutted righteously.

"Nonsense, we are the leaders of the orthodox path—how could we do such a thing?"

Having said that, he left without looking back.

Seeing this, Prince Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief—those fellows' expressions had just been too weird.

"It's getting late; let's stay here for the night."

"Here?"

What's the point of staying in such a tiny Ghost Market? But since it was a request put forward by Hong Zun and the others, Prince Chen didn't object and simply agreed.

What Prince Chen didn't know was that, secretly, Hong Zun, Shi Song, Qing Yun, Qi Xiong, and Capture Dragon had been communicating via Spiritual Voice Transmission all along.

"What do you all think, brothers?"

"The Master is here."

"That's why I didn't show any reaction just now."

"What do you mean?"

"Shall we leave after dinner?"

"Can we do that?"

"Don't worry, it's sure to work."

"Or maybe we should just forget it—last time the Master found out."

"Why are you so timid? Just say whether you're going or not."

"I... I... I just want to have a drink, I won't do anything else."

"Fine, fine, do as you like."

Watching Hong Zun and the others burst into inexplicable, foolish hehe laughter, Prince Chen beside them could only feel a forehead full of question marks—"Aren't they just a bunch of lunatics?" Walking along, what are they giggling about? And they're laughing so... so wantonly.