Chapter 32.2: Why is wife always looking at me?
Chapter 32 Part 2
Without Zhao San, Xi Jia was more free to stroll around the Poyang Ghost Market. There were quite a lot of interesting things in the outer layer. Some of the wild ghosts were extremely poor. They already had no more descendants burning paper money for them anymore. So they might as well bring the things out of their graves to sell.
Most of these things had one or two hundred years of history. At least, they were things from the previous century. Although most of them were only ordinary pots, pans, bowls, and ladles, there were some wild ghosts who actually took out some antiques. Xi Jia stared——
『 Ding-ware from Late Qing: Small Celadon Bowl, 2 points 』
This type of genuine antiques were all sold for points and simply couldn’t be bought by paper money.
The further they walked inside, the more antiques Xi Jia saw. The most recent antique was a furniture from the Republic of China Period. The oldest one was actually a bronze wine cup from the Warring States Period. Who knew where that little ghost got that treasure from. The little ghost sat at its booth and firmly held onto the wine cup, fearing someone would set their eyes on it. A sign was erected in front, stating that it wanted 50 points for the cup.
Xi Jia wasn’t a Celestial Master of the Xuanxue world and definitely not Ye Jingzhi. He was poor. So poor that last month, he even regularly ate old earthen jars of pickled vegetables. Although he started to accept roles lately, he had only done one, Xuanwu. Essentially, he was still completely poor.
Xi Jia’s eyes sparkled at the sight of these type of antiques.
To the side, Ye Jingzhi was even unknowingly fanning the flames, “This wine goblet should be something used as an sacrificial offering during the beginning of the Warring States Period, and the workmanship is excellent. This ghost’s luck is good. It should be stolen from some big tomb.”
Xi Jia was completely a man of the sciences. He got a “B” in history back then, but he also knew that the beginning of the Warring States Period was more than 2,000 years ago! A few days ago, Ziying even mentioned to him that the people of that time treated sacrificial offerings very harshly, and the best things in the country would be offered.
Then, wouldn’t this wine cup be priceless?!
Ye Jingzhi spoke at this time, “The market value is probably above eight figures.”
Xi Jia took a step forward, and Ye Jingzhi called out in confusion, “Xi Jia?” Only now did he come back to his senses and lowered his hand that was getting restless.
En, almost did something wrong……
Although Xi Jia really wanted to buy this wine cup and become a multi-millionaire overnight, he didn’t have any points. This cup was worth 50 points. Xi Jia could only look at it with red eyes, reluctantly turning around to leave.
To the side, Master Ye saw this scene and pursed his lips.
Xi Jia had only just taken three steps when someone grabbed his wrist. Ye Jingzhi shoved something into his hand, and Xi Jia looked at Master Ye in astonishment. Gently lowering his head, Master Ye’s face became slightly red, “For you……for you to drink wine with.”
Xi Jia lowered his head to take a look.
“……”
Drink……wine……with……
You’re taking a cup worth 10 million to drink wine with!
You’re taking a cup worth 10 million to drink wine with?!
Such extravagance, even Wang Sicong would kneel down and call you “father” if he saw, alright?!!!1
Xi Jia subconsciously wanted to return the cup, but when he looked around, the little ghost already disappeared without a trace. Clearly, it took the points and rushed into the inner layer without delay to buy the things it needed.
Xi Jia held onto the hot potato and was in an awkward predicament. He shoved the cup into Ye Jingzhi’s hand and seriously said, feeling somewhat distressed, “Master Ye, this is something you bought. It’s too expensive, I can’t accept it.”
Master Ye became stupid, foolishly looking at Xi Jia.
Xi Jia faintly smiled, “Maybe for you, 50 points is like 50 yuan of our ordinary money, and you can buy presents to give as you wish without blinking. But to me, this thing is ten million. I can’t accept this gift.”
Ye Jingzhi urgently said, “It’s not expensive.”
Seeing Ye Jingzhi’s earnest expression, Xi Jia thought for a long time before thinking of a good reason to refuse, “Then Master Ye, no matter what, this is still a cup from the Warring States period. Several thousand years has passed, and it was even buried underground. There’s definitely a layer of germs, you can’t drink from it.”
Ye Jingzhi was stunned in a moment. After thinking, he felt that it made sense.
This time, Xi Jia finally returned the gift, and he heavily released his breath. The two of them headed towards the inner layer of the Poyang Ghost Market. He never thought that to the side, the calm Master Ye, who seemed honest, already had his head lowered as he tapped open Tian Gong Pavilion’s online shop and typed in a word——
『Cup』
I can’t give a 2,000 year old wine cup to wife to drink from, wife will get sick. Then, I must buy a better cup for wife to drink wine!
Before entering the inner layer, Xi Jia and Ye Jingzhi bought two masks. After first, the masks didn’t matter to Xi Jia, but Ye Jingzhi said, “There should be people that know me inside. If I went in, they would probably be uneasy.”
Xi Jia froze.
That’s right. The Celestial Masters inside are all of the younger generation. Not everyone was like Hu Die who didn’t fear Hell King Ye. If Ye Jingzhi went in, they might be really uncomfortable.
The two of them put on masks, placed their modous on the gold door, and went in.
When entering, Xi Jia subconsciously forgot that there weren’t any points in his modou. How could he just enter? Because at that time, Ye Jingzhi said to him, “When yin energy is very heavy, it can easily provoke malicious ghosts. If yang energy is very heavy, it can in fact also attract evil spirits. Some evil spirits would pick ordinary people with very strong yang energy to lay their hands on and absorb their yang energy as food.”
Xi Jia immediately thought of something, “Fox spirits?”
Ye Jingzhi was stunned for a moment, “Fox spirits are classified as spirits and monsters. But in reality, they don’t absorb a person’s yang energy. They like to eat live humans.”
Xi Jia, “……” It’s better to absorb yang energy instead!
The implication of Ye Jingzhi’s words: Chen Tao was in fact quite in danger.
Master Ye had seen Little Fatty Chen’s care for Xi Jia. If they’re good to my wife, then they’re good to me; People who are good to me, I’m going to be good to them a hundredfold. Furthermore, Master Ye originally was a famous moral model of the Xuanxue world. Now, he even wished to help his wife’s friend and do something, such as buying a magic treasure or talisman to give to Chen Tao so evil spirits wouldn’t dare to come close to him.
Right when Ye Jingzhi was thinking, Xi Jia said, “Master Ye, are there any general magic treasures that could restrain the yang energy so evil spirits wouldn’t get near?”
Ye Jingzhi listed one after another.
Xi Jia nodded, “Then, I’ll buy some for Chen Tao.”
Ye Jingzhi, “I’ll buy for Chen Tao……”
His voice suddenly stopped, and Ye Jingzhi looked at Xi Jia in surprise, only to see the black-haired young man awkwardly creasing his brows. After thinking for a long time, he raised his head and said to him, “Master Ye, you said those things are very cheap, I suppose they’re only 3 or 4 points all together. Can I first borrow some points from you to buy things for Chen Tao? ‘Ghosts Know’ accepts all contributions from humans and ghosts. I plan on getting some inspiration from Ziying and write a story to give to ‘Ghosts Know.’ When that time comes, I’ll return the points to you.” I can only say sorry to Ziying first, anyways, he doesn’t read “Ghosts Know.”
Ye Jingzhi blankly looked at Xi Jia. Only after quite a while did he hold back the upset feeling in his heart and said, “I can directly use my points and buy for Chen Tao.”
Xi Jia widened his eyes, and boldly asked in response, “Why would you buy for Chen Tao?”
Ye Jingzhi, “He is your friend.”
Xi Jia became even more lost, “That’s right, he’s my friend. Wait…..Master Ye, could it be that you became friends with him after meeting him once?”
A few questions started to appear in Ye Jingzhi’s mind.
Whoever’s good to wife is good to me. Wife’s friends are also my friends. There’s nothing wrong, he’s a friend.
“En, he’s my friend.”
Xi Jia, “……” Today, there’s another new recognition for Chen Tao’s communication skills.
Even though Ye Jingzhi said that he could buy magic treasures to protect Chen Tao, Xi Jia also bought some things. Prior to buying, he went to borrow some points from Ye Jingzhi, and Ye Jingzhi directly said, “You can buy.”
Xi Jia inevitably thought Master Ye had already transferred the points to him. As expected, when buying things, the Celestial Master at a stall didn’t say anything and handed the stuff to Xi Jia.
In the inner layer of the Poyang Ghost Market, there were a lot less wandering souls and wild ghosts.
If the ghost market’s outer layer was practically filled entirely of ghosts with only a few Celestial Masters strolling around, then in the inner layer, the Celestial Masters and the ghosts were head to head, each taking up half.
In the inner layer, most of the ones who had set up stalls were young Celestial Masters, but there were some wild ghosts with fairly high cultivation. They had lived for a very long time. With profound magic power, they also managed to make some magic tools. If sold, they could be exchanged for points.
Furthermore, the majority of Celestial Masters who had set up stalls in the inner layer were the disciples of Tian Gong Pavilion and Shennong Valley. Thinking about it, it seemed reasonable. Xi Jia had heard from Pei Yu that the disciples of Tian Gong Pavilion and Shennong Valley could hand over their refined treasures and medicinal pills over to their sect to be sold at their sect’s online shop. They were disciples of their sects and have lower fees, which was 20% less compared to other Celestial Masters.
However, they still had a fee of 30% of the profits if they sold at the online shop. At the Poyang Ghost Market, the fees were only 20%. It’s no wonder that so many Celestial Masters would franticly rush to the ghost market to sell merchandise.
Xi Jia wore the mask and sighed ruefully while strolling around, “If this Poyang Ghost Market is held more frequently, Tian Gong Pavilion and Shennong Valley will probably go bankrupt.”
Ye Jingzhi said, “At most, it can only be held twice a year.”
“Why?”
Ye Jingzhi patiently explained, “First, it takes a lot of power to maintain the Wu Xiang Eight Trigrams Array. With my power, I can only lay down four large formations a year at the most.”
Xi Jia suddenly understood. Master Ye was an OP male protagonist who stood at the apex of the Xuanxue world. Even he could only lay down a large array four times. Clearly, this Wu Xiang Eight Trigrams Array’s consumption was quite high.
Ye Jingzhi continued to say, “Second, Tian Gong Pavilion and Shennong Valley won’t tolerate the Poyang Ghost Market if it’s held frequently. If they weren’t forced to, they wouldn’t have ever allowed this ghost market to exist.”
Xi Jia could also understand this. If the Poyang Ghost Market happened daily, who would go buy at Tian Gong Pavilion or Shennong Valley? They all would definitely go to the ghost market instead.
“Then, this Poyang Ghost Market is quite like 11/11,” Xi Jia sighed in regret.2
Ye Jingzhi looked at him, not understanding.
Xi Jia said, “It’s like 11/11. I saw when passing by that the things are much cheaper. From Pei Yu, I saw before that Xi Wei Xing Hall’s eldest disciple’s, Nan Yi’s Blood Drop is 8 points each. But at the Xi Wei Xing Hall’s stall that we just passed by, Nan Yi’s Blood Drop is 7 points each. It’s cheaper by a point. This way, it’ll be beneficial to the buyer, and the seller can also get more profits. Sigh, turns out that the Poyang Ghost Market is an 11/11, and even an 11/11 that happens twice a year.”
Ye Jingzhi understood Xi Jia’s meaning, but he didn’t quite understand, “What is 11/11?”
Xi Jia thought of a question, “Master Ye, didn’t you just say that you haven’t gone to the ghost market in three years? Then, how many years of history does this Poyang Ghost Market have?”
Ye Jingzhi thought, “Wu Xiang Mountain’s inheritance has been passed down for 496 years. 201 years ago, a grandmaster took Wu Xiang Qing Li, charged into Tian Gong Pavilion and Shennong Valley, and forced the two major sects to sign a contract, allowing the Poyang Ghost Market to be conducted. Afterwards, the first Poyang Ghost Market was held the year after……To date, it has 200 years of history.”
Xi Jia lightly nodded, “200 years, then it’s a lot earlier than 11/11, Ma Yun would have to pay royalties to you guys!”3
Ye Jingzhi couldn’t understand Xi Jia’s words, but he obediently nodded: Everything is right as long as wife says so.
They found a place to sit down and rest. Xi Jia was still lamenting. The people who were holding this Poyang Ghost Market were far-sighted. This simply was a steady business with no loss. But he just thought halfway when he suddenly stiffly turned his head and widened his eyes, staring intently at Ye Jingzhi.
Master Ye obediently sat in his chair, looking at Xi Jia.
Above Poyang Lake, people and ghosts came and went.
At first, Ye Jingzhi’s gaze still met with Xi Jia’s; however, after looking and looking, his ears redden inexplicably again, and he averted his gaze. But in the next moment, Xi Jia asked with a trembling voice, “Master Ye, can you tell me why the daring person, who stormed their way into Tian Gong Pavilion and Shennong Valley, would bring……bring Wu Xiang Qing Li along?”
Ye Jingzhi raised his head and said it like it was a matter of course, “Since the beginning, Wu Xiang Qing Li is the sect magic treasure of Wu Xiang Mountain.”
Xi Jia, “……”
His body shuddered for a moment. Xi Jia swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and he couldn’t help but ask, “Master Ye, may I ask……this Wu Xiang Qing Li, is it the Wu Xiang Qing Li that I know?”
Hearing this, Ye Jingzhi still hadn’t spoke when a bronze die flew out from his Qiankun bag by itself. It complacently rotated a couple times in front of Xi Jia before lying down in Xi Jia’s palm acting like a great lord.
——It is I, your grandfather, that’s right.
Xi Jia, “……”
After a long time, Xi Jia asked his last question of the day, “Master Ye, after knowing you this long, I still don’t know, your sect……what is it called?”
“Wu Xiang Mountain.”
Xi Jia, “……”
The Author has something to say:
C+:……But, did I do something wrong again? PS: Master Ye today is a bit like a Mr. Perfect (tall, rich, handsome)……
Translator’s Notes:
1 Wang Sicong – name is censored in the raws. He is the son of the founder and chairman of the Dalian Wanda Group and has been called “China’s richest son.” ↵
2 11/11 – November 11 aka Singles Day, the largest shopping holiday in the world. It became an unofficial shopping holiday for huge discounts and sales like Black Friday and Cyber Monday. It’s said that this shopping holiday was started in 2009 by Alibaba. ↵
3 Ma Yun – name is censored in the raws. Ma Yun is Jack Ma, founder and executive chairman of Alibaba. ↵