Chapter 244: The Situation Has Changed

The boss, a short man, had such low demands, which aroused Bai Feng’s suspicion.

Bai Feng scrutinized the short boss carefully and suddenly recalled a legend.

It was said that in the underworld, there was a race that specialized in excavating treasures and doing business. This race was called the Chi Clan. They valued integrity above all else. When cooperating with outsiders, they would always have the outsiders swear a deadly oath, after which the Chi Clan would fearlessly collaborate with them. However, if the outsider betrayed them, they would be relentlessly hunted down by the entire clan’s ghosts. The Chi Clan was home to many powerful experts, and their financial resources were astonishing. Even immortals could be killed by them—they could pay the King of Hell to file a complaint in the Celestial Realm.

Therefore, this clan was definitely not one to be deceived.

Of course, Shui Miao had no intention of deceiving them either.

“Excuse me, big brother, which clan do you belong to?” Bai Feng asked.

The short boss casually replied, “The Chi Clan, the dwarven tribe.”

“Oh! It’s the legendary Chi Clan! I’ve long heard of your reputation for honesty. I never expected to meet you here today—it’s truly an honor!” Bai Feng was excited, secretly delighted. Shui Miao’s fortune was indeed extraordinary; being with him had even brought them into contact with the legendary Chi Clan dwarven tribe.

“You know about our Chi Clan dwarven tribe?” The short boss finally turned his gaze toward Bai Feng.

The Chi Clan valued honor greatly; the dwarven tribe regarded honor as life itself.

Bai Feng quickly nodded with a smile, “It’s our honor to cooperate with the Chi Clan.”

“Hehe… Thank you for respecting our clan.”

After being complimented, the short boss actually seemed a bit shy.

The dwarves were sincere and shy by nature, and this short boss had inherited his family’s kind disposition. In fact, within the Spirit Treasure Hall, he was the most reputable merchant, and his business was the best. Everything he sold was genuine and of high quality. To them, family honor was more important than their lives. They generally didn’t talk much, and this boss was one of the few eloquent dwarves.

After some conversation, they learned that the short boss’s name was Bru, already a 356-year-old old ghost.

Following Bru’s instructions, Shui Miao swore a deadly oath, expressing his willingness to cooperate without any deceit. After that, Bru treated Shui Miao as family. Not only did he give Shui Miao more Holy Yuan Spirit essence, he also offered many soul-enhancing herbs. Shui Miao, unable to refuse such generous gifts, placed many treasures into the Holy Yuan Ring.

Then, Bru gave Shui Miao a jade pendant, explaining that as long as Shui Miao carried the pendant on his person or kept it in the Holy Yuan Ring, Bru would be able to locate him. After that, Bru quickly packed up his stall and hurried back to discuss important matters with his clan.

Shui Miao hadn’t expected such a windfall—it was truly a pleasant surprise.

Now with money, Shui Miao wandered around the Spirit Treasure Hall again.

The Spirit Treasure Hall truly had everything—so much that Shui Miao was overwhelmed. Bai Feng helped Shui Miao choose a fine white robe, which made him look dashing and imposing. These weren’t ordinary clothes; they were soul-protecting treasures forged by underworld artisans. Additionally, Shui Miao witnessed various auctions of magical artifacts, even the sale of ghost pets and underworld creatures. However, what astonished Shui Miao the most was a stall selling treasure maps to tombs. They had maps to burial sites ranging from commoners to emperors and generals, from recently buried to those from the Warring States period, and even ancient treasures dating back to the eras of the Flame Emperor and the Yellow Emperor. However, the older and more impressive the treasure map, the more exorbitantly priced it was. Shui Miao casually glanced at a map to a Warring States-era emperor’s tomb, which was priced at over a thousand truckloads of spirit money converted from the living world—absolutely astronomical.

The low demands of the short-statured boss aroused Bai Feng’s suspicion.

Taking a closer look at the small boss, Bai Feng suddenly recalled a legend.

It was said that in the underworld, there was a race specialized in excavating treasures and doing business—the Chi Clan. They valued integrity above all else. When cooperating with outsiders, they would make them swear a solemn oath, after which they would confidently engage in business. However, if an outsider betrayed them, that person would be hunted down by the vengeful spirits of their entire clan. Their clan included top-tier experts, and their financial resources were astonishing. Even immortals could be targeted; they could pay the King of the Underworld to bring a case to the celestial court and have the immortal executed.

Thus, this race was absolutely not to be deceived.

Of course, Shui Miao had no intention of deceiving them.

“May I ask, big brother, what race does your family belong to?” Bai Feng inquired.

The short boss casually replied, “The Chi Clan, dwarf tribe.”

“So it’s the legendary Chi Clan! I’ve long heard that the Chi Clan is renowned for their integrity. I never expected to meet one here today—what an honor!” Bai Feng was inwardly thrilled, thinking that Shui Miao’s luck was truly extraordinary. Being with him, they had even encountered the legendary Chi Clan dwarf tribe.

“You know about our Chi Clan dwarf tribe?” The short boss finally turned his gaze to Bai Feng.

The Chi Clan highly valued honor, and the dwarf tribe regarded it as more precious than life.

Bai Feng quickly nodded with a smile. “We are deeply honored to cooperate with the Chi Clan.”

“Heh… hehe, thank you for holding our race in such high regard.”

After being praised, the short boss actually seemed a little embarrassed.

The dwarf race was sincere and somewhat shy, and the short boss embodied the kind nature of his family. In fact, within the Lingbao Pavilion, he was the merchant with the best reputation and the most thriving business because the goods he sold were genuine. The honor of his clan meant more to them than their lives. They were generally not very talkative, but this short boss was one of the few eloquent dwarves.

After some conversation, they learned that the short boss was named Bru and was already a 356-year-old ghost.

Following Bru’s instructions, Shui Miao swore a solemn oath, expressing his willingness to cooperate with absolutely no intention of deception. After that, Bru treated Shui Miao as one of his own, not only giving him more Saint Yuan Spirit but also many herbs to strengthen the soul. Unable to refuse such generosity, Shui Miao stored many precious items in his Saint Yuan Ring.

Bru also gave Shui Miao a jade pendant, explaining that as long as Shui Miao carried it on his person or in the Saint Yuan Ring, Bru would be able to find him. Shortly after, Bru packed up his counter and hurried off to discuss important matters with his clansmen.

Shui Miao had never expected such gains and was overjoyed.

Now with money, Shui Miao wandered around the Lingbao Pavilion.

The pavilion had everything one could imagine, dazzling Shui Miao with its variety. Bai Feng helped him pick out a fine white robe, which made him look dashing and imposing when worn. These were not ordinary clothes but treasure garments forged by underworld blacksmiths, capable of protecting the soul from harm. In addition, Shui Miao witnessed auctions of various treasure artifacts and even saw ghost babies and underworld pets for sale. However, what astonished him the most was a counter selling tomb treasure maps. It offered locations of tombs ranging from commoners to emperors and generals, from recently buried to those from the Warring States period, and even ancient treasures from the era of the Yan and Yellow Emperors. The more ancient and legendary the treasure map, the more exorbitant its price. Shui Miao glanced at the price of a Warring States emperor’s tomb—converted into spirit money for the living, it would require thousands of truckloads. It was absurdly expensive.

Shui Miao also bought some clothes and other items for Bai Feng. Then, with all the remaining spirit money, he purchased the most expensive pet egg.

The egg was as large as an ostrich egg and enveloped in a misty white aura.

According to the shopkeeper, it was the egg of a dream demon baby.

To hatch it, one needed to nourish it with a great deal of spiritual energy. The more spiritual energy provided, the faster it would hatch.

Having obtained a vast amount of Saint Spirit Energy from Bru, hatching the dream demon baby would be no problem for Shui Miao.

Regarding the dream demon baby, the shopkeeper only told Shui Miao that it was obtained when a group of experts killed the Dream Demon Holy Mother of the Rakshasa Realm. Since ordinary people could not afford it, the shopkeeper had kept it for centuries and finally sold it to Shui Miao at a low price. The dream demon baby not only absorbed spiritual energy but also required yang energy, making it less valuable to ghosts, as they could already visit the dreams of the living. It also held little value for ordinary cultivators, who often lacked sufficient spiritual energy for themselves, let alone extra to feed a dream demon baby. Moreover, after hatching, it required significant time to tame. However, the dream demon baby had its advantages: the first person it saw upon birth would be recognized as its master. As it grew, it could easily infiltrate others’ dreams to obtain their memories and, at a certain level, even control people, turning them into puppets. Shui Miao did not buy it solely to control others but because the shopkeeper mentioned that dream demons were one of the three most fearsome demons in the Rakshasa Realm. Once tamed, it might prove unexpectedly useful for treasure hunting in that realm.

After placing the dream demon egg into the Saint Yuan Ring, Shui Miao and Bai Feng returned to the surface.

Shui Miao’s physical body had collapsed, surrounded by dissipating yin energy.

“Not good! Some ghosts tried to possess your body!”

Bai Feng, sensing abnormal yin energy, quickly summoned the ghost leaders of the six nearby families for questioning.

The six old ghosts reported that three female ghosts had just arrived—one in a white robe and two in black robes. The two in black robes attempted to possess Shui Miao’s body but were instantly destroyed upon contact. The white-robed ghost, terrified, fled.

Learning it was them, Shui Miao quickly returned to his body.

Once his soul reintegrated with his body, Shui Miao woke up feeling icy cold, as if he had just stepped out of a freezer.

Instinctively, he circulated his yang-attribute immortal power to dispel the cold and eliminate the abnormality. However, he immediately remembered that there might be Thunder Gods patrolling the sky. He quickly spread his divine sense and detected two Thunder Gods in the clouds watching him. Startled and filled with regret, he swiftly switched to circulating yin-attribute immortal power.

Bai Feng distributed House Protection Talismans to the ghosts, instructing them to place one in every room of the building.

The remaining talismans were returned to Shui Miao, who stored them in his Saint Yuan Ring. He then quietly informed Bai Feng that two Thunder Gods were watching him from the clouds. Bai Feng was slightly taken aback but assured Shui Miao it was fine, as long as he did nothing against the natural order, there was no need to worry about the Thunder Gods.

While the Thunder Gods were not a concern, being discovered by the Yuxu Sect would spell trouble. Shui Miao did not respond much and directly left. On the way, he called Xiao Hong to inform her that the house protection matter was resolved. He advised her not to squander money and to live properly, warning that he would reclaim the property if they misbehaved.

Xiao Hong and the others repeatedly promised not to cause any trouble.

As they approached the residential area’s entrance, Shui Miao suddenly saw a line of luxury cars driving in. The developer’s boss was waiting at the entrance. The cars stopped, and a group of bodyguards in black suits stepped out, followed by Jiang Zhihao.

Not good, why is he here? Seeing Jiang Zhihao, Shui Miao knew he had been exposed. Since he had turned fairer last time, he had not disguised himself. This time, the property developer must have summoned Jiang Zhihao. Wait… Shui Miao suddenly thought of the female ghost impersonating Lady Bai. Two black-robed ghosts had tried to possess his body. Could there be a connection? Did they summon Jiang Zhihao to expose him?

His mind racing, Shui Miao quickly turned aside, pretending to be on a phone call, and whispered to Bai Feng, “The situation has changed. That female ghost impersonating your master might be targeting me. The big boss approaching me now was once my disciple.”

“What do you want me to do? Control the impostor?” Bai Feng reacted swiftly.

Shui Miao stroked his chin and nodded slightly.

“Alright, I’ll go now. With my sword, dealing with her will be effortless.”

Confident, Bai Feng immediately vanished.

“Hehe, Master, why didn’t you tell me you were buying a property here? I could have had them give you the entire residential area!”

Jiang Zhihao approached Shui Miao with a smile, the developer grinning obsequiously beside him.

Shui Miao turned around, his appearance already altered, and pointed at his own nose, asking Jiang Zhihao, “Are you talking to me?”

The pet egg was as large as an ostrich egg, entirely enveloped in white mist.

According to the shopkeeper, it was an egg of a Dream Demon.

To hatch it, one needed to feed it with large amounts of spiritual energy—the more, the faster it would hatch.

Shui Miao had recently received a large amount of Holy Spirit from Bru, so hatching the Dream Demon egg wouldn’t be a problem.

Regarding the Dream Demon, the shopkeeper only told Shui Miao that it was obtained after a group of experts killed the Dream Demon Matriarch from the Rakshasa Realm. Since ordinary people couldn’t afford it, the shop had kept it for centuries and was now selling it cheaply to Shui Miao. Dream Demon eggs required not only spiritual energy but also yang energy to hatch, which wasn’t particularly valuable to ghosts, as they could naturally enter the dreams of the living. For ordinary cultivators, it wasn’t valuable either—they barely had enough spiritual energy for themselves, let alone to feed a Dream Demon. Moreover, after the Dream Demon hatched, it required extensive taming. However, Dream Demons had their advantages—they would recognize the first person they saw upon hatching as their master. Once grown, they could easily infiltrate others’ dreams, access their memories, and at higher levels, even control people, turning them into puppets. Shui Miao didn’t buy it solely to control others; rather, it was because the shopkeeper mentioned that the Dream Demon was one of the three most terrifying demons in the Rakshasa Realm. He thought it might come in handy for treasure hunting in the Rakshasa Realm after being properly tamed.

After placing the Dream Demon egg into the Holy Yuan Ring, Shui Miao returned to the surface with Bai Feng.

Shui Miao’s physical body had collapsed, with many scattered yin energies around it.

“No good! A ghost is trying to possess your body!”

Bai Feng immediately sensed the abnormal yin energy and quickly summoned the six clan leaders nearby for answers.

The six old ghosts all said that three female ghosts had come earlier—one in a white robe and two in black robes. The two in black robes had tried to possess Shui Miao’s body but were instantly destroyed upon contact, while the one in white fled in fear.

Upon hearing this, Shui Miao quickly returned to his body.

As his soul re-entered his body, Shui Miao immediately awoke, feeling icy cold, as if he had just emerged from a freezer.

Instinctively, he circulated his yang-type immortal energy to dispel the cold and eliminate any abnormalities. However, he suddenly thought of the Sky Patrol Thunder Guardians possibly lurking in the clouds above. He quickly spread his spiritual sense and indeed detected two Thunder Guardians watching him from the clouds. Startled, he regretted his actions and immediately switched to circulating yin-type immortal energy.

Bai Feng distributed protective talismans to the ghosts, instructing them to paste one in every apartment of the building.

The remaining talismans were handed back to Shui Miao.

After storing them in the Holy Yuan Ring, Shui Miao quietly told Bai Feng that there were two Thunder Guardians watching him from the clouds. Bai Feng was slightly taken aback but then reassured Shui Miao, saying it was fine—nothing to worry about as long as he didn’t commit any heaven-defying acts.

Being noticed by the Thunder Guardians was nothing, but if the Yuxu Sect discovered him, it would be a major problem. Shui Miao didn’t respond much but left directly. On the way, he didn’t forget to call Xiao Hong, telling her that the house protection issue was resolved and advising them not to waste money and to behave themselves in the future. Otherwise, he would reclaim the property.

Xiao Hong and the others repeatedly promised not to cause trouble.

As he approached the community gate, Shui Miao suddenly saw a long line of luxury cars entering the neighborhood. The developer’s boss was at the entrance to greet someone. The cars suddenly stopped, and a group of black-clad bodyguards got out, followed by Jiang Zhihao.

Oh no, why is he here? Seeing Jiang Zhihao, Shui Miao realized he had been exposed. Since he had turned white last time, he hadn’t disguised himself. This time, the building buyer must have summoned Jiang Zhihao. Wait… A sudden thought struck Shui Miao—he recalled the ghost impersonating the White Goddess. Two black-robed female ghosts had also tried to possess his body. Could there be a connection? Had they summoned Jiang Zhihao to deliberately expose him?

Shui Miao’s mind raced. He quickly turned sideways, pretending to be on the phone, while quietly whispering to Bai Feng, “The situation has changed. That ghost impersonating your master might be plotting against me. The big boss approaching me now was once my disciple.”

“So, what do you want me to do? Should I capture the impostor?” Bai Feng reacted quickly.

Shui Miao rubbed his chin and gently nodded.

“Alright, I’ll go now. With my sword, dealing with her will be effortless.”

Full of confidence, Bai Feng immediately vanished.

“Haha, Master, why didn’t you tell me you were buying a house here? I could have had them give the entire community to you!”

Jiang Zhihao approached Shui Miao with a smile, the developer beside him grinning as well.

Shui Miao turned around and had already changed his appearance. He pointed at his own nose and asked Jiang Zhihao, “Are you talking to me?”