134: Chapter 134 The Underworld Market

The firelight of the cigarette butt flickered uncertainly in the dim living room.

"When I split open your Yin Domain just now, I saw something interesting. Although you are an evil ghost with a Yin Domain, your obsession is not pure."

"Half of that causal line connecting to the secondhand trading platform is not on you."

Lin Ye exhaled a puff of blue smoke, his eyes gradually becoming sharp, his tone carrying a hint of scrutiny.

"You said just now that you want to sell your pain to others for just fifty yuan. That secondhand platform account of yours isn't actually operated by yourself, right?"

The female ghost's body suddenly trembled, as if poked at some terrifying secret.

She raised her head, her bloated and distorted face filled with horror: "You... you saw it? Don't ask! You can't say it!"

"If I say it, that thing will throw my soul into the Wangchuan River, making me forever unable to reincarnate!"

"If you don't say it, I can still make your soul scatter right now, leaving you without even the qualifications to be a ghost."

Lin Ye coldly interrupted her, the tip of his sword pushing forward an inch, the high temperature of the Pure Yang fire scorching the female ghost's soul body until it sizzled.

"Since you were able to locate Zhao Xue through that secondhand smart speaker, it shows that you ghosts who died violent deaths have already formed a complete underground network in this Jiangzhou City."

"So is someone behind the scenes teaching you how to use network rules to harm people, or... are you lonely ghosts with unresolved obsessions simply tools used by others to harvest Yang energy?"

Lin Ye's speculation was not unfounded.

Ever since the recovery of spiritual energy, ordinary wandering ghosts needed an extremely long time and an excellent Yin-nurturing land to amount to anything.

But this Li Wan, having died for only a little over a year, was able to turn a secondhand speaker into a life-claiming medium, crossing regions to accurately lock onto the victim.

This was clearly organized.

This definitely could not be independently accomplished by a low-level female ghost who committed suicide due to cyberbullying.

Behind the female ghost, there was definitely hidden a secretive weird force using the modern network as a hotbed.

Looking at the Pure Yang sword blade close at hand, the female ghost's internal defense line finally completely collapsed.

"It's... it's an APP..."

The female ghost's voice was intermittent, and her soul body had become transparent to the extreme.

"What APP?" Lin Ye pressed further.

"A secondhand trading APP that only dead people... only dead people can see, it's called... [Yellow Springs Market]."

Every word the female ghost uttered caused her Yin Qi to dissipate by a fraction, as if enduring some terrifying backlash.

"The person who sold me the speaker... that liar... he is also a dead person. On [Yellow Springs Market], he sold his greed to me."

"And me... I can only price my pain at fifty yuan and sell it to the next living person. As long as the transaction succeeds, I can gain Yin virtue, and I can... can avoid being eaten..."

The female ghost's voice grew softer and softer, and her body began to show cracks like shattered glass.

"Who created this APP?"

Lin Ye furrowed his brows tightly. Such an evil product combining cyber and metaphysics had seriously exceeded the scope of ordinary supernatural events.

"I don't know... I haven't seen the administrator, I only know that it is everywhere."

"It hides behind every screen that doesn't turn off late at night... It is collecting the living people's..."

Before the female ghost could finish her words, her pupils suddenly dilated, and her eyes burst with unprecedented fear.

"No! The administrator is here! Save me! I don't want to disappear!"

Accompanied by a piercing scream, a pale green flame suddenly ignited inside the female ghost's soul body.

This flame was not Lin Ye's Pure Yang fire; it was a Yin fire carrying an aura of extreme dead silence.

In just the blink of an eye, Li Wan's soul was burned completely clean by this suddenly appearing Yin fire, leaving not even a shred of residue.

The living room once again fell into a death-like silence.

Lin Ye stood in place, looking at the spot where the female ghost had disappeared, his brows furrowed tightly.

"Husband, something erased her karma from afar."

Leng Yue walked to Lin Ye's side, a rare solemnity flashing through her dark golden eyes.

She could feel that the power that had just obliterated the female ghost, although weak, was extremely high in tier.

"Killing the ghost to silence her."

Lin Ye pinched out the cigarette butt in his hand and sneered, "Interesting."

"It seems the waters in Jiangzhou are even deeper than I imagined."

"Even dead people have been pulled into the exploitative closed loop of capital. This so-called [Yellow Springs Market] administrator plays tricks even smoother than me."

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing Choice C.]

[Slaying an evil-ghost-grade Yin spirit beyond one's rank, successfully breaking the drowning Yin Domain. Reward: Primary Magical Artifact Repair Scroll x1, 1500 Husband points have been distributed to the account.]

The system's prompt tone sounded in his mind, slightly diluting the lingering clouds of doubt in Lin Ye's heart.

No matter what monsters and demons were hidden behind the scenes, as long as one's strength was strong enough and one had enough trump cards, sooner or later the other party's fox tail could be pulled out.

Lin Ye turned around and looked at Zhao Xue, who was still cowering in the chair with hollow eyes.

He walked over, gently tapped Zhao Xue between her eyebrows with his hand, and input a wisp of gentle true Qi to help her stabilize her three souls and seven souls that were about to scatter from excessive fright.

"Miss Zhao, the matter is resolved."

Lin Ye casually kicked the mess on the ground to the side.

"The fierce ghost has already been executed, and your life is saved. However, given that the feng shui of your house is too poor, I suggest you move house as soon as dawn breaks tomorrow."

"If you need a recommendation for an agency, my fat brother happens to have a few river-view apartments with sufficient Yang energy for rent. Considering you are an old customer, I can give you a 2% discount."

Zhao Xue stared blankly at Lin Ye, stunned for a full half-minute, before bursting into a crying sound of "wah".

This was the vent of surviving a catastrophe.

One-thirty in the morning.

The black george patton drove into Taiping Old Street once again and stopped in front of Lins Funeral Shop.

Lin Ye pushed open the car door; the continuous autumn rain had already stopped.

The air permeated a trace of fresh earthy scent unique to after the rain.

After a night of tossing and turning, his spirits were also slightly fatigued.

But touching the [Magical Artifact Repair Scroll] in his backpack, as well as the 500,000 cash credited, his mood was considered pretty good.

Pushing open the glass door of the Funeral Shop, the front hall was brightly lit.

Ayugu was lying sprawled out on the sofa sound asleep, her phone dropped on the carpet, and the screen still displayed the bright red characters of "Defeat".

Meanwhile, Frost Star was sitting obediently beside the golden-thread Phoebe tea table, still hugging that piece of Unfading Bone residue in her arms.

Seeing Lin Ye and Leng Yue enter, she immediately dropped the bone, scampered over barefooted, grabbed Lin Ye around the waist, and rubbed her small face against his clothes.

Lin Ye smiled and rubbed her twin ponytails: "I knew you were hungry. Fatty, are there any fresh black-bone chickens in the backyard kitchen? Stew a pot for this girl, and add more angelica and astragalus."

"It's been prepared long ago! It's been simmering on low heat, just waiting for you guys to come back for a midnight snack." Fatty Wang's voice came from the backyard.

Lin Ye leaned wearily against the sofa and closed his eyes.

Leng Yue naturally walked behind him, stretched out her cold and soft hands, and gently massaged his temples.

Wisps of cool origin power of the Drought Fiend seeped into Lin Ye's meridians along her fingertips, slowly relieving the fatigue after he used his Pure Yang True Blood.