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There were quite a few people coming in, more than twenty of them. They were of different shapes and sizes, some tall, some short, some fat, some thin.

The leader was a young man who looked like a wealthy young man. He held a colorful folding fan in his hand, and his every move revealed an innate nobility and composure.

Behind him were four women, wearing maid costumes of different colors, with delicate and charming faces and tall and hot figures.

Looking further back, the other people in the team had different appearances and body shapes, but without exception they were all wearing black. Some had stern faces, some had sharp eyes, and each of them exuded an aura that should not be underestimated.

One of the small men was carrying a huge pink gourd on his back, which formed a sharp contrast with his thin body and was particularly conspicuous. The rest of the men also held various weapons in their hands.

At a rough glance, at least half of these twenty-odd people are Jindan cultivators, and the rest are all in the foundation-building stage.

Such a group of people was undoubtedly a powerful force in the ghost market. As soon as they appeared, the originally lively ghost market suddenly became silent. Everyone felt a huge pressure and took a step back, trying to keep their heads down, for fear of being stared at by the other party.

The atmosphere in the ghost market suddenly became tense, like a taut string that could break at any time.

The Jindan cultivator who had just come out of the small house immediately became respectful when he saw the rich young man coming in. He quickly bowed his head and saluted, with awe in his voice: "Your subordinate greets the young master."

The young man called Young Master had a warm smile on his face. He nodded slightly, tapped his folding fan in his hand a few times, and then asked, "Master Duan, what's the situation?"

Hall Master Duan was the Red Knife Jindan cultivator. He quickly replied, "Reporting to the young master, there are 6 Jindan cultivators, 48 ​​foundation-building cultivators, and 260 Qi-refining cultivators in the ghost market today. Everyone is here, and no one has gone out." After he finished speaking, he secretly looked up at the young master, and seeing that there was nothing unusual on the other's face, he felt relieved.

"Ah That's good."

After the young master finished speaking, he turned around and looked at the people in the ghost market with a smile, and continued: "Don't panic, fellow Taoists, I have no ill intentions, I just have something to discuss with you."

The young master's voice was as gentle as water, and his expression was as warm as the spring sun, but everyone felt a chill in their ears.

Everyone was secretly wondering what "something to discuss" meant. It must not be a good thing. Everyone started to be alert.

Chu Ci stood in the crowd, looking around, feeling uneasy. He took two steps back, trying to keep himself unnoticed. At this time, keeping a low profile and being cautious was the most important thing.

The young master continued with a smile, "Everyone knows that the five major sects of Jin have always claimed to be righteous cultivators. They are high and mighty, and always suppress and exclude us small sects. Especially the Luoying Sect, which is even more arrogant and domineering, and regards us as people of the devil. Today, we, the Tianyin Sect, will enforce justice on behalf of heaven and eliminate these so-called righteous villains. Those who have grudges against the Luoying Sect, please follow us to fight together!"

After hearing this, Chu Ci suddenly realized something. It turned out that Luoying Sect had sent most of its people to Baoxia Spirit Mine today. Now that the sect was empty, it was the best time for Tianyin Sect to take action. It seemed that this young master was the son of the leader of Tianyin Sect. They were planning to take advantage of the situation and take down Luoying Sect in one fell swoop.

The young master stood in front and continued to speak passionately: "Don't worry, everyone. Those bastards from Luoying Sect are all in Baoxia Spirit Mine right now, and they can't get back in a short time. As long as we work together, it won't be difficult to break through Luoying Sect. When the time comes, we will divide all the treasures in the sect equally!"

As soon as the young master finished speaking, a woman in a purple dress walked out from among the four maids behind him. She waved to everyone and said, "Our young master is generous. In this operation, every cultivator who participates can receive 10 spirit stones. If they are Jindan cultivators, they will receive 30 spirit stones. If any fellow Taoist is willing, please come to me and sign up as soon as possible."

The people in the audience had different expressions after hearing these words. When someone heard the number of 10, a glimmer of greed flashed in their eyes. For ordinary cultivators, this was indeed a considerable amount of spiritual stones. However, most people did not believe what the young master of the Tianyin Sect said. The so-called equal division of treasures was just a pie in the sky, and they were just cannon fodder.

For a moment, no one came forward to sign up. Everyone was watching, wanting to see what the young master would do next.

At this moment, a monk wearing an eagle mask suddenly took off the mask on his head and walked quickly to the front desk. He said, "Count me in! I have been bullied by the people of Luoying Sect twice. I will not be a human being if I don't take revenge." As he said that, he stood behind the purple-clothed woman.

Chu Ci couldn't help but sneer in his heart. This man was so indignant that he was obviously a shill. However, this trick really worked, and soon several more monks came forward to sign up.

At this moment, a roar sounded from behind everyone: "Boy, where are you going?"

Chu Ci looked back and saw that there were already seven or eight people standing at the back of the crowd. A short goat-headed man was grabbed by two people with his left and right hands and pressed to the ground. The goat-headed man shook his head desperately and struggled and shouted, "What are you doing? Let me go!"

It seems that he was caught while trying to escape.

The two men who took action looked back at the young master, waiting for him to speak.

The young master smiled slightly: "Tsk tsk tsk, boy, even if you don't join us, you can't go out to report the news."

After hearing this, the goat-headed man quickly said, "I'm not going..." Before he could finish his words, the young master of the Tianyin Sect narrowed his eyes, and a sharp black light suddenly shot out from in front of him and directly penetrated the back of the goat-headed man's head. The goat-headed man didn't even have time to make a sound, and died on the spot.

After killing the Goat Head, the young master still had a smile on his face. He said to the audience, "Well, I have eliminated the Luoying Sect's spy. But I believe there must be more than one. Please look carefully to see if there are any people around who want to tip off the secret."

Although the voice of the young master of the Tianyin Sect was not loud, everyone in the audience felt a chill on their backs. This young master was ruthless and would start fighting as soon as he said he would. He should not be underestimated.

Soon, several more people came forward to sign up. So far, more than 30 people have stood behind the purple-clothed woman. However, all of these 30 people are Qi Refining and Foundation Building cultivators, and there is not a single one in the Core Formation stage.

Upon seeing this, the young master of the Tianyin Sect spoke again: "I heard that there are six Jindan cultivators here. You should also express your opinions. We all share the same hatred and enemy, and I hope that you fellow Taoists will not refuse." Although his voice was gentle, the threat contained in it was self-evident.