
The entrance to this underground market was at the rear of an inconspicuous place.
In this back garden, an entrance with a staircase was seen leading underground. The few men who had just climbed the stairs looked at Jun Wu Xie, dumbfounded for a moment.
"This kid actually went to Ghost City alone, it's rare." They whispered among themselves as they left.
Ghost City was the name of that underground market.
Jun Wu Xie stepped into the dark entrance and he slowly descended the stairs. When he finally arrived at the base, he was greeted with a lively atmosphere.
Although it was quiet at night in the Imperial Capital, here it was like in another world.
The streets were filled with various people selling their goods. There were no shops here, only temporary wooden stands that filled the streets. This wooden booth was roughly half the height of a human body and the items on display were for sale.
Two men stood guard at the entrance of Ghost City. They each wore masks and only a pair of sharp and cold eyes could be seen from the gaps of his mask.
Jun Wu Xie walked over to them and they did not even blink.
"Miauws?" The little black cat followed him closely while paying attention to the scene before them.
[Miss, how are we going to find a development technique that works for you?]
"If it suits me, when we get close to him the Little Lotus will be able to feel it." Jun Wu Xie whispered. Each development technique has a small spirit imprint and if it is appropriate to develop its contractual spirit, there will be a spiritual vibration between them. This would help him find that technique among these countless items in such a vast market.
"Maiauw."
The little black cat insulted the Little Lotus, whenever they met, the little lotus could only cry.
"We have to look around first." Jun Wu Xie still depended on small expectations.
Despite tracing through so many collections of books in Lin Palace, the Little Lotus did not have any reaction to any development techniques. This is his last hope.
Ghost City was huge yet Jun Wu Xie was purely concentrating on books and had no interest in anything else as he sorted through the crowd and meticulously inspected the items on display at each stall through it.
It's just ….
When a group of people gathered, the surrounding area mixed with a variety of scents, sweat, perfumes and because the number of people in this market was not small, the air temperature increased which made it feel hot, humid, and humid, sticky and smelly.
To others, they were too excited about the items sold here and ignored the inconvenience.
For Wu Xie, however, this combination drove him crazy. He frowned and tried not to come into contact with anyone while tucking his small body between the crowd.
This place - it will not come again!
The black cat followed him by his side nimbly and could clearly feel his tensed non-nerves.
Since his Nona had a keen sense of smell, this place was hell for him.