After being sentenced to death, she came to her senses.

Fang Xiaoran staggered forward, a sharp pain shooting through her chest, and her breathing became rapid. She was exhausted; if she hadn't had to persevere to see the Lord of the Dark Alley, she probably would have fainted by now.

Such a huge expenditure was unprecedented; even in her previous life, she had never encountered such a dangerous situation.

This was beyond expectations, but fortunately, she won her gamble.

Every step she took aggravated the wounds all over her body, causing her to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.

We continued forward, passing through a deep, dark tunnel, and after an unknown amount of time, we finally saw a faint glimmer of light.

That should be the end. She didn't know what the master of the alley looked like, nor whether she could agree to the so-called conditions. After all, this was the Ghost Market alley, where the rules were set by themselves, and no one knew whether they would abide by them.

As Fang Xiaoran passed through the light curtain, she felt that her vision was particularly blinding and instinctively closed her eyes.

Just then, a sound was heard.

The voice was neither clearly male nor female, but rather neutral.

Fang Xiaoran looked up curiously and saw a blurry figure standing in front of her, shrouded in a dark blue halo.

The space was large, and the candlelight on the candlesticks emitted a ghostly blue glow, making the entire space feel eerie, as if even the air itself had been tinged with an unreal color.

The figure stood motionless, a wide black robe hanging to the ground, long hair unbound, seemingly casual, yet giving off an inexplicable sense of majesty.

Is this the master of the dark alley?

"You came."

The voice was still indistinguishable between male and female, but it was closer than before, as if it were whispering in her ear, carrying a faint sigh.

Fang Xiaoran tensed up and subconsciously gripped the long sword in her hand.

"After reaching the fiftieth level of the Netherworld Path Trial and defeating Meng Po, I will make a request to the Lord of the Dark Alley. Is this matter as before?"

She asked in a cold voice, scrutinizing the other person warily.

Although they hadn't fought, she knew this person was very strong.

The man in black robes spoke slowly and deliberately, remaining standing in the same spot, as if he were talking about something completely ordinary.

"That's settled then. Tell me, what do you want?"

He didn't hesitate for a second? Wasn't he afraid she would ask for his position?

Or is it that it doesn't matter to him whether he becomes the master of this alley or not?

Fang Xiaoran paused, then said with a firm gaze, "I want to let someone go through the alley."

"Who goes there?" The voice was neither loud nor soft, without the slightest ripple, yet as cold and icy as frost.

"Don't ask."

"Okay, as you wish."

As soon as she finished speaking, a stone door suddenly opened, followed by the crisp sound of chains being dragged. Fang Xiaoran stared intently at the stone door, and soon, a person whose hands and feet were bound by black chains staggered out.

He was dressed in black, his hair was messy, and his face was hidden behind his messy long hair, so his appearance could not be seen clearly. Even so, Fang Xiaoran still recognized him.

He was exactly the same as last time, with not much change.

Upon seeing him, Fang Xiaoran's pupils constricted, and her voice trembled, "Master..."

Fang Xiaoran's voice trembled so much that it was almost inaudible, but the man seemed not to hear her at all. He lowered his head and continued to walk out. When he reached the center, he stopped and stood there like a puppet.

Fang Xiaoran couldn't sense a trace of vitality in him.

The past events flashed before her eyes, and an overwhelming sadness rose in her eyes.

"Whether you can take the person with you or not is entirely up to you."

After saying that, the man in black robes flicked his sleeves and left, leaving only Fang Xiaoran and Mo Wen in the huge stone chamber.

Fang Xiaoran couldn't wait to step forward, but Mo Wen, who had been keeping his head down, suddenly attacked her. Already seriously injured and exhausted, Fang Xiaoran didn't want to dodge Mo Wen's attack, which came suddenly.

Just as Mo Wen lunged at her, his sharp nails digging deep into her shoulder, Fang Xiaoran endured the pain and pierced the back of his head with a silver needle.

"Pfft-"

Unexpectedly, Mo Wen took advantage of her unpreparedness and snatched the long sword from her hand, thrusting it fiercely towards her heart. Fortunately, Fang Xiaoran reacted quickly and avoided this fatal blow, but they were still too close, and the long sword still pierced her left shoulder, causing blood to splatter everywhere.

As the crimson blood fell into Mo Wen's eyes, his previously cloudy and dull gaze gradually regained a spark. Looking at the familiar face in front of him, he subconsciously reached out and affectionately stroked it.

"sad……"

He called out her mother's name.

Could it be that Master has always...

Fang Xiaoran stared blankly at the person in front of her, her feelings extremely complicated. She gritted her teeth and pushed him away. The poison on the silver needles spread, eventually causing Mo Wen to faint.

But that's not all.

They had to leave. Although the master of the alley had released them, they still had to rely on their own strength to leave.

At this moment, the area outside the Gates of Hell was in an uproar. The news spread quickly, but no one had returned yet. However, no matter what, Gu Yuqing was the ultimate winner.

He made a fortune last time, and this time it's even more outrageous. No one expected that someone would actually break through the fiftieth level and even defeat Meng Po.

This had never happened before. In addition, everyone was initially choosing between two people on the 49th floor, but Fang Xiaoran suddenly appeared and jumped from the 47th floor to the 50th floor. This was something that had never happened before.

Mr. Nian's gaze toward Gu Yuqing became serious. He had suffered heavy losses this time, and at the same time, he had gained a new understanding of Gu Yuqing.

Of course, it wasn't just him; Miss Yao and the others were the same. Although they had realized that Gu Yuqing was unusual, they never expected that he would actually win.

Was it just good luck, or was it really under his control?

Just as everyone was discussing, Gu Yuqing suddenly got up and left. He even ignored the man in the black and white mask who wanted to say something to him, which made the man in the black and white mask very angry, but he was helpless.

"It's really surprising. I thought it would be the same this time, that no one could possibly break through the fiftieth floor. But not only did someone break through, even Meng Po was defeated. I'm really curious who that person is?" Miss Yao chuckled.

The beautiful woman leisurely picked up a cup of tea and sipped it lightly. "He was wearing a mask, so I couldn't see clearly. But what difference would it make if I knew? You wouldn't still want to buy him, would you?"

"I wonder what conditions that person offered to the master of the alley. If he takes over, the alley will probably be in turmoil." Although that's what Miss Yao said, she looked excited and seemed to be looking forward to it, completely in the mood for watching a good show.

The others had different expressions, and it was unclear what they were thinking.

Of course, none of this had anything to do with Fang Xiaoran and the others. At this moment, Fang Xiaoran had already left the Netherworld Path, but she did not come out of the Gate of Hell. Instead, she took another path.

She chose this path purely by accident, but fortunately there was no danger, since the trial was over and no one would attack her anymore.

After passing through the last door, Fang Xiaoran, carrying Mo Wen on her back, stumbled forward. At that moment, she saw a familiar figure.

The moment that figure appeared, she relaxed completely, her vision went black, and she fainted.