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After all, it was for the sake of faith, and Ruan Fuxi felt she couldn't afford to be lazy.
Sheng Yanzhou had been by her side during her live broadcast, his gaze gentle and lingering. From time to time, Ruan Fuxi would catch his eyes and couldn't help but smile knowingly. She almost revealed to the viewers that Yanzhou was beside her.
After the broadcast ended, Sheng Yanzhou still didn't leave. The two of them lay in bed after a shower, and Sheng Yanzhou's low, husky voice broke the silence.
"Xiao Xi, shall we cultivate together?"
Ruan Fuxi shot him a blushing glare, reminding him that Gui Gui and Xuan Ye were still downstairs. Sheng Yanzhou looked at her flushed cheeks, his gaze growing even more intense.
Once again, a barrier was set up upstairs.
The next day, when Ruan Fuxi opened her eyes, she saw Sheng Yanzhou beside her, his expression gentle. His cultivation had improved once again. She couldn't help but marvel at the effectiveness of their joint cultivation—it was indeed quite remarkable and very comfortable.
A smile tugged at the corners of Ruan Fuxi's mouth as she suddenly remembered something. Calculating the days, it was almost time for the Ghost Market to open.
She took out two tokens that allowed entry into the Ghost Market and handed one to Sheng Yanzhou.
"Ah Zhou, try inputting your spiritual energy into it."
After saying that, she infused her own token with spiritual energy. In the next moment, a small line of text appeared on the token:
"Ten days from now at ten o'clock in the morning, Sheng Kaiyang City."
The token also updated with a map. Ruan Fuxi looked at the address in surprise; it was precisely where the Xuanmen Exchange Conference would be held.
"Is that so?"
Ruan Fuxi felt a moment of surprise, then turned to look at Sheng Yanzhou.
Sheng Yanzhou guessed her thoughts: "Little Xi, do you want to go to this ghost market?"
Ruan Fuxi nodded.
She wanted to investigate who had placed the bounty on the Feng Shui arrangement at the Ruan family and also to look into the identities of her biological parents. Now that she had formed a conflict with the Mountain Sect's Tongzhu, her relationship with them would likely not improve.
Sheng Yanzhou smiled and said, "Let's go together."
Ruan Fuxi didn't ask him if he was too busy with work; she simply smiled and nodded in agreement.
So, the day before they were set to leave for the ghost market, Ruan Fuxi took a leave of absence from her job and went with Sheng Yanzhou to Kaizhang City.
At ten o'clock in the morning, the two of them held a sign and followed the address to a secluded alley, entering an inconspicuous house.
Ruan Fuxi knew that this sign could conceal their appearance and aura, but for safety's sake, she and Sheng Yanzhou also brought along talismans to hide their presence.
Pushing open the small door of the house, they held hands as they stepped inside. In an instant, they found themselves on a bustling street.
The area looked dimly lit, with lanterns hanging in the air, obscuring any view of the moon; the sky was tinged with a blood-red hue.
Nearby stood various buildings.
Ruan Fuxi recognized that this was indeed the ghost market.
Looking at herself and Sheng Yanzhou, she noticed that both of them appeared blurry, their features indistinct, making it impossible to tell whether they were male or female.
The other people on the street were in a similar situation.
Stalls lined both sides of the street, selling an array of bizarre items—some for humans and others for ghosts.
Ruan Fuxi scanned the street but did not see what she was looking for.
However, upon seeing that what circulated here were mostly jade stones and emeralds imbued with spiritual energy, or bartering items instead, she realized that money held no value in this place. Gold and silver were nearly worthless as well.
Ruan Fuxi walked ahead with Sheng Yanzhou, and soon they spotted a three-story building in front of them, with a sign that read "Zhibai Building." Her eyes lit up, and she quickened her pace towards it.
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