Looking back, it was all like a fairyland.

Seeing Su Mu's hesitation, the mirage dragon continued to move and said, "You want to make an elixir, right? Instead of seeking that illusory opportunity, it's more convenient to go to the Ghost Market in the Netherworld. There are all kinds of rare treasures and natural treasures there."

"Besides, those things are just antiques. You'd be forgiven for taking them. What's more, you think they're all illegal gains... What do you think? Why not use the illegal money to refine elixirs and benefit the people?"

Shenlong excitedly talked about the benefits to Su Mu and urged Su Mu to demolish the Ghost Market in Youxu.

How to say it, Su Mu was still very moved after hearing what Shenlong said.

After thinking for a few seconds, Su Mu nodded and went to take a look.

Mirage Dragon was also very happy. He knew that there were many treasures stored in the Ghost Market of Youxu. Some of them could even help him adapt to the rules of this new world faster. If he was one step ahead of others, he would be stronger than them. For him, a small difference was enough to determine the winner.

The two of them are in cahoots, no, they hit it off right away.

"When will we set off? I heard from the ship merchants that Aijiang is not far from Jiading Prefecture. I don't know if the Youxu Ghost Market has been discovered yet. Even if it has been discovered, it is probably only the outermost layer. As for the other gods, it is even more impossible. The world has not yet recovered. If they come out in their true form, it is like courting death, unless those innate gods are like him and can stay in a movable cave.

Otherwise, it would be just a clone at best.

These clones were no match for Su Mu's swords.

"Come to think of it... I have a feeling that I might meet some old friends this time." Mirage Dragon suddenly said this.

Su Mu looked over again.

"I suddenly remembered that the Ghost Market itself is like a cave, with different time flows inside and outside. But there's no need to worry about getting there first. Most people should just be there to reserve a spot, and those who know about the Ghost Market..."

Mirage Dragon smiled and replied, "We are all old friends."

The three words "old friends" were emphasized, and it was obvious that they were not friends in the true sense. Su Mu knew what kind of people they were.

Su Mu had previously guessed that the Mirage Dragon's strength should be considered above average among the innate gods, as it was very strong at transforming the ethereal into the real and contained the basic laws of creation. However, these were all just his guesses.

"By the way, where does your strength rank among the innate gods?" Su Mu asked curiously.

Being suddenly asked about his strength, Mirage Dragon paused for two seconds: "Actually, it's not that easy to categorize. In my prime, my strength should be somewhere in the upper middle range. Why are you asking this?"

Su Mu nodded: "What about Taotie?"

"Taotie? Have you ever met Taotie?" The mirage dragon looked a little strange. That hot-tempered creature didn't eat you... But then he thought again, he couldn't eat you even if he wanted to.

"I once encountered that bad dog who wanted to play chess with me. I overturned the table, and then he threatened to eat me. I beat him up, and he became much more obedient. However, the rules he controlled were also interesting; I used them as a garbage can." Su Mu chuckled and conjured a black hole in his hand.

Mirage Dragon was not that surprised. This was in line with Su Mu's temperament. He even felt a little happy that he was not the only one who was pressed to the ground by Su Mu.

"He is just like me, hehe." The strange laughter made no sense, and Su Mu nodded without wanting to understand.

Then he looked at the sky and said, "Let's go tomorrow. It's a little late today."

Mirage Dragon was speechless. You are a fairy and I am a god. Why should we care whether it is late or not? This speechlessness turned into a sigh. Whatever. As long as you are happy.

The surroundings were full of spring, and the breeze made a rustling sound.

After Su Mu finished watering the crabapple tree, she went to the kitchen to make herself a bowl of noodles. She hadn't cooked for so long that her cooking skills were not so good, but the noodles made with chicken soup and fresh vegetables were very delicious.

The old goat came back following the scent.

Su Mu poured him half a bowl and left Shenlong alone to drink tea at the stone table, looking at him with some disdain. How could a noble god bow down for an ordinary bowl of noodles?

But after a few breaths...it smells so good.

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The day passed quickly, and the next day.

Su Mu went towards Aijiang without bringing the old goat and the mirage dragon. Aijiang was like an ordinary river during the day, sometimes turbulent and sometimes calm. There was heavy fog in Aijiang at night, and all the villages near the river knew about it, so there was a taboo around here that people were not allowed to enter the river at night.

Fishermen on the shore were born to be informed, and they even knew about this faster than their fishing skills, because the stubborn people did not come back. The most terrifying thing was that this Ai River even swallowed up an entire fleet.

That was a huge ship carrying thousands of stones. After that, even the imperial court bypassed the Ai River. Many people who wanted to find out what was going on returned empty-handed.

Therefore, the villages near Aijiang would hold sacrifices every year. During the most chaotic years, they even used young boys and girls for sacrifice. However, this bad custom was stopped after the new emperor ascended the throne, and the young boys and girls were replaced with livestock such as pigs and sheep.

The Ai River is not scary during the day. There are fishing boats and passing merchant ships coming and going on the river. As long as you calculate the time correctly and pass a certain distance before dusk, there will be no big problem. Of course, these are the choices of many small merchant ships. Large merchant ships would rather go around than pass through the Ai River, even during the day. There are many taboos in sailing, and there is no need to bear such a great risk for such a small amount of money. Besides, the Ai River is not the only choice. It is better to have less trouble than more.

There are some villages scattered on both sides of the Ai River, but they are not in the section where the fog is the thickest. Even if the brave ones build them, there will be no merchant ships coming. It is better to build them a little further away so that they can develop.

However, Su Mu and the others did the opposite. According to Shenlong, the section with the thickest fog was the entrance to the Youxu Ghost Market. The pitch-black fog could blur the boundary between the yin and yang worlds, which was similar to Su Mu's method of using the reflection in the water to enter the underworld.

The two landed on the shore, where only a dilapidated pier remained. An elderly man passing by saw them looking into the river and, thinking they were strangers, kindly warned them, "There are no boats coming here. If you want to take a boat, you can walk a dozen miles further. It's still light outside, so you can't walk."

Having said this, he drove the buffalo away.

Su Mu thanked him but did not move.

No one has come here since then. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as deserted. When I looked from the air before, there were many fishing boats on the Ai River.

But there are only a few fishing boats in this section, which shows the taboo of this place.