Chapter 6 Transaction

  Upon hearing this, the ghost's face changed in an instant. "Listen up, we're not equals, your life is now in my hands, and I can kill you as easily as flipping my palm!"

  "Hmph! Do you really think I'm a child? If you could kill me, you would have done it already. This lady isn't someone to be intimidated! And when asking for help, you should have the right attitude, got it?" With a snort of laughter, her mind was racing with reckless thoughts.

  "Hmph!" The ghost craftsman's face was filled with anger, and he stood in a dominant position. Shouldn't it be him who was in control? Now the situation had turned upside down. He even began to suspect that saving this little girl was the biggest mistake.

  "Alright, I don't want to hear nonsense. You have a grudge against the Thirteen Wolves of Hell, why not take revenge yourself?" Logically speaking, this person is an artifact refiner, and casually taking out a single artifact would be enough to easily kill them, so why look for her?

  "None of your business!" With a fierce swing of his sleeve, Gui Jiang's anger burned within.

  "If you won't say anything, then there's nothing for us to talk about." She brushed off her clothes and stood up, she didn't have that much time to waste on him.

  Qing Kuang wanted to leave, but Gui Jiang's face was twisted with rage. A rope suddenly shot out from his sleeve and tied Qing Kuang up tightly. "You think you can just leave? It's not that easy! Didn't you see what happened to these people? I don't think you want to join them, do you?"

  Seeing the rope on her body was exactly the one that had tied her before, she couldn't exert her spiritual power and didn't struggle hard either.

  "This is the way it should be, don't think I really can't do anything to you. Even if I couldn't kill you, I could trap you for a lifetime until you die!" Just after Guī Jiàng warned her, he took out a five-colored ring from his spatial ring, consisting of thirteen sections forming a circle, with a thickness of about one finger, looking very cumbersome.

  Qingkuang only heard him mutter a few words, and the heavy handcuff flew directly at her, tightly clasped around her wrist.

  "Haha, this is a good thing! I wouldn't easily give it to just anyone. Don't underestimate it, this is called the Life-Taking Ring. It has thirteen sections, and each section contains a poisonous needle. I'll give you one year's time, if you don't kill the Thirteen Wolves of Hell, every month one of the needles will activate and directly pierce your body, killing you instantly. Even gods descending from heaven can't save you! I think you wouldn't want to die, right? Of course, don't even think about trying to take it off, no one but me can open it. So, do a good job for me, once you've eliminated all of them, I'll naturally help you remove it. Did you hear clearly?"

  "Hmph! Who would be so kind as to help her get rid of it? If she believed that, she'd be a fool! And besides, there are clearly thirteen people, but they only gave her one year's time, obviously cheating! Although one has already died, there's no need to tell him. However, knowing when to act is wise, and now is not the time for her to go against this person."

  "Who is Di Yu Shi San Lang, I'm not clear."

  "I'll help you, not just help you, I can also make them appear before you at any time." The ghost craftsman took out a rhombus-shaped crystal with a mirror embedded on top, clearly reflecting thirteen faces, which was surprisingly similar to the Yuan Mirror of Beidong Qimeng.

  "This is the Hell's Thirteen Wolves, Nether Wolf, Flower Wolf, Mad Wolf, Demon Wolf, Blood Wolf, Red Wolf, Black Wolf, Barbarian Wolf, Earth Wolf, Human Wolf, Gorgeous Wolf, Fierce Wolf, Poisonous Wolf. Every time you kill a person, one of the poisonous needles in your hand will automatically become useless. If you kill all thirteen people, then this deadly ring will naturally lose its effect."

  Looking at the figures, there were men and women, old and young, and even two familiar faces! It turned out that the yellow-haired old man was Crazy Wolf, and the last one, Poisonous Wolf, had already died at her hands. It seemed that the ghost craftsman's information wasn't so accurate after all!

  "Now, go and kill them for me immediately!" He had been enduring this tone for a hundred years, and finally found the opportunity to take revenge. The day of revenge was just around the corner!

  "Don't go!" She ruthlessly interrupted his reverie, and in her heart, she naturally had her own plans.

  "Not going? What makes you not go? Why aren't you going? Don't you fear death?" The ghost craftsman suddenly became furious, the hope was right in front of him, how could it be ruined by her like this?

  "I'm scared to death! But I'm injured now, so I'll go after I've recovered."

  "Suit yourself, anyway, once a month's time is up, the poisonous needle will be injected into your bloodstream, and by then it'll be too late!"

  "I can help you with things, but while I'm recovering from my injuries, you have to ensure my safety. Oh, and also take care of my food, clothing, and accommodation." Qīng Kuáng sat up straight, not believing he wouldn't agree.

  "What right?"

  "I'd love to do it but I don't dare; if I don't do it, then forget it!"

  "Aren't you afraid of death?" The ghost craftsman gritted his teeth, he had never seen anyone so difficult to deal with.

  "You're not really that old and deaf, are you?! I just said I'm afraid of death, didn't you hear me?! But whether I die or not doesn't matter to you. If you find another person with a divine artifact, it'll be even harder! If you haven't been suffocated by this breath yet, wait slowly!"

  After hearing this, Gui Jiang's expression changed again and again. He sat there calmly, and the two continued to stare each other down, neither giving in to the other.

  The ghost craftsman finally broke the silence, "You'd better not play any tricks, follow me!"

  "Can this get me out of it? In any case, I won't be able to escape your palm, will I?"

  "Hmm!" The rope seemed to have its own consciousness, and with a swish, it slipped back into the ghost craftsman's sleeve.

  "Hey, that Thirteen Wolves or whatever, tell me more about it, can you?!" Rubbing his wrist, he thought of his own bald head again and the flames of anger in his heart rose to his crown. He found a longer piece of thin silk and wrapped his head with it before following after them.

  "Look for yourself!" With a smack, something was flung over, and Guī Jiàng obviously didn't want to say more to her.

  The thing in her hand was a rhombus-shaped crystal mirror, but how could she use it? Like Beidong Qiemo infusing spiritual energy into it? Just as she was puzzled, a figure suddenly appeared, accompanied by rows of floating words.

  Ming Lang, male, Void Ghost Realm Ming Huang City Lord, Tian Xuan realm 9th level strongman, cold and ruthless, disowns his six relatives.

  Hua Lang, male, Tianxuan realm fifth-level strongman, stout in build, cunning and lustful.

  Mad Wolf, male, fifth-level strongman of the Earth Boundary, yellow-haired old man, burning, killing, looting, crazy bloodthirsty.

  Yao Lang, male, fifth-level strongman of the Earth Boundary, full-body tattoos, kills with spiritual power, elusive and unpredictable.

  Xue Lang, male, 4th level strongman of the Earth Boundary, red hair and red pupils, likes to swallow people alive.

  Hong Lang, female, third-level strong practitioner of the Earth Boundary, ugly appearance, lustful nature, enjoys beating up men.

  Hei Lang, male, 2nd level strongman of the Earth Boundary, bear-like physique, violent and irritable temperament, prone to going berserk.

  Hu Lang, male, 8th level strongman of Xuan Ming Realm, with a sinister appearance and an unpredictable personality.

  Turf Wolf, male, sixth-level strongman of Xuanming Realm, short and stout in stature, cunning and treacherous, revenge is a must.

  Werewolf, male, fifth-level strongman of Xuanming Realm, wolf head and human body, infinite strength, bloodthirsty and fond of killing.

  Yan Lang, female, third-level strong practitioner of Xuan Ming Realm, beautiful and charming appearance, known as "Poison Widow".

  Liu Lang, male, 8th level strongman of Huang Qian border, wearing black clothes, no one has ever seen his face.

  Duō Láng, male, Huang Qian Jing fifth-level strongman, neither masculine nor feminine, with a sinister and venomous mind, prone to sudden mood swings.

  Here is the translation:

  It's clear now why this ghost craftsman didn't take revenge himself. Not to mention the other dozen or so people, just that Dark Wolf alone is enough - he's the master of the Void Ghost Realm! And no matter where you are, there will always be various interests at play between people. Won't those other dozen or so people give their spoils to their leader? And as their leader, won't he support them in return? No wonder the Thirteen Wolves of Hell can run amok in the Void Ghost Realm - they have someone backing them up! Thinking back to what the Poison Wolf said before she was killed, there are nine cities here, and aside from two city masters she didn't know, the only one who could be reasoned with is Dark Wolf. In other words, whoever messes with them will be going against the entire Void Ghost Realm - wouldn't everyone rise up to attack? This means there's no foothold here at all! Thinking this, Qing Kuang let out a cold snort. This ghost craftsman's plan was truly well-played, using her as a pawn to take revenge while clearing away an eyesore and not implicating himself in the process, allowing him to continue living it up. And those people who died earlier were proof of his ruthless cunning - with all witnesses dead, no one would suspect him even if she died too. Moreover, judging from his character, he might still have some hidden tricks up his sleeve to send her to her death! And what about this broken Life-Taking Ring - can it really be solved?

  With a heart full of doubts, Qingkuang followed closely behind Guijiang. She had to think of a way to get rid of him, and she also had to carefully consider what kind of poison the poisonous needle was.

  Back in Blacksmith City, Lightfoot stopped in his tracks, immediately causing the ghostly blacksmith's impatience. "What's wrong with you now? Can't you hurry up?"

  She raised her hand and pointed at the light on the city gate, she didn't want to die without even leaving a trace.

  "What a waste! How annoying!" Storming back, the ghost craftsman took out an illusion device and threw it to her location, looking at her with dissatisfaction. "Still not getting in quickly?"

  She walked in with a swagger, suppressing her anger once again. Curse her! You'll be crying sooner or later, humph!

  "Useless trash! Don't run around recklessly in this Black Prison City, or you'll be beaten half to death by anyone at any time!" Ghost Craftsman looked at her with disdain, his tone very unfriendly.

  "Stop talking nonsense!" She knew that with her current strength, she had no chance of winning against a stronger opponent. However, the winds and waters change, who knows what will happen in the future?

  Since she arrived in this desolate and barren ghost realm, the only words that could be used to describe it were poverty and desolation. However, the situation in Black City was slightly better than Red Su City, at least the houses were still intact and hadn't collapsed. Along the way, people around her stared at her with fierce eyes, but when they saw her following behind Gui Jiang, none of them made a move, it was clear that even in Black City, Gui Jiang was not someone to be trifled with.

  He led him to a courtyard, pushed open the door, and what entered his eyes was a messy room. The tables, chairs, boards, and benches were either missing legs or had broken planks. There were also bones, crystals, and other things piled up all over the place, it was simply comparable to a pigsty.

  "Go find your own place to stay, don't run around randomly!" With that said, the ghost craftsman went back into his own house.

  There are three rooms in total, and after hastily walking to the remaining one, I couldn't help but sigh again. This place is basically uninhabitable! Everywhere is cluttered with miscellaneous items, and the air is filled with a musty smell. How can this be cleaned up?!

  The more I look, the angrier I get. Without caring about anything, everything is thrown outside, splashing up a cloud of dust. Immediately, the ghostly craftsman was attracted over, "What are you doing? Demolishing my house?"

  "As you can see, I'm just collecting dust." He gave a helpless expression and the other party's enthusiasm became even more vigorous.

  "Hmph!" He glared at her and rummaged through the things she had thrown out again, then took them back to his own room.

  It's indeed easy to clean up when you just throw things around. Looking at the empty room, it's barely usable! Taking out the tent, blanket and other things from the spatial ring, he carefully laid them out one by one. He cautiously sized up the small space, with the Ghost Craftsman's house on his right side, and what looked like a storage room across from him.

  Through the open window, only to see the ghost craftsman inside frowning, obviously not very satisfied with the previous piece of purple crystal stone, still in processing. Refiner? Xiaojiu's heart was racing...

  Not long after, the ghostly craftsman slammed something onto the table and stormed over, loudly demanding, "When did you go to kill them for me?" Unavenged, his heart would never be at peace, and the things he refined were far inferior to before. If his arm was still intact, how could a small piece of purple crystal stone possibly stump him? It was all those people's fault, all their fault!

  "Didn't you say wait until I'm healed? When I recover, I'll naturally go." The tone was light and casual, obviously not taking him seriously.

  "Hmph! Mind your own business, my life-taking ring is not just for show!" With a loud bang, the door was slammed shut, and Gui Jiang gave her a parting shot before returning to his research.

  Watching the person leave, the smile in her eyes gradually turned cold. The wound that had been tempered by the great fire had long since healed. But it's easy to invite a god and hard to send one away, did you really think she was so easily dismissed?

  She stayed for three days, and she didn't plan to leave. The ghost craftsman came to ask her every day, and was infuriated by her every time. As for Qing Kuang, he had been secretly observing how the ghost craftsman refined his equipment. After all, it had been a long time since he had a suitable phantom device, and if he could refine one himself, he would increase his chances of winning in future battles. How could he leave before learning?

  Taking advantage of Gui Jiang's rest, she took out a wooden crystal nucleus from his "garbage pile" and began to refine it. The flame in her hand kept growing bigger, and the crystal nucleus slowly started to melt. A smile also appeared on her face, but it was difficult to shape it.

  Just then, with a loud crash, the ghostly craftsman kicked open the door and glared at her wickedly, "Are you stealing my skills?"

  Even if caught, he still fearlessly retorted, "So what?"

  The oni craftsman looked at her with disdain as he gazed at the crystal core that had turned into water in her hand, "Useless trash!"

  "Who are you calling trash? Don't be smug, one day I'll kill you with my own refined fantasy weapon!" How dare you look down on her, then let's see how far you can get, just watch!

  "I hope you can live till then!" With these words, the ghostly craftsman let out a cold snort and turned to leave. The person who could survive his deadly ring hadn't been born yet! When all thirteen poisonous needles were destroyed, another mechanism would be triggered, sending him straight to hell. Fighting with him? It was only a matter of time before he'd lose his life.

  She wasn't very skilled at operating it to begin with, and this old guy came over to make things difficult for her. For a moment, she was so angry that she ran into the courtyard and smashed a lot of things. It took her a long time to calm down.

  Calm down, lightly crazy again and again, anyway, everything is free, she uses it without regret. Once again, she picks up a crystal core to refine, watching it transform into **, but it just can't take shape. Another case of "snatching defeat from the jaws of victory". Where exactly is the problem? Even someone with good mental quality like her is getting frustrated now. She still has many things to do! Can't waste all her time on this.

  But the ghost craftsman in the house looked at her repeated failures, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart. He thought to himself: "Does she think it's that easy to ascend to heaven in one step?" He was a dignified Refining Vessel Sage, of course he didn't need any auxiliary furnace or cauldron, he could do as he pleased. But this little girl obviously knew nothing, not even having a furnace or cauldron, yet she still dared to compare herself with him, what a ridiculous idea!

  For the past two days, Qing Kuang's mood has been low, and she's been in a slump. Ghost Master can't be doing well either, smashing things like that every day. He can tolerate it with magnanimity once or twice, but who can put up with this every day? Those materials were hard to come by, and now they've been ruined in just a few days.

  "That's enough of you! Trash is trash, honestly get out and avenge yourself, spare me the eyesore!"

  "Want to try saying something useless again?"

  "What's wrong, can't take being called a waste? You're just a waste, I've never seen anyone as stupid as you!"

  The suppressed anger was finally ignited by him, and the fire phoenix rising from behind directly attacked him. This matter wouldn't be settled unless he was severely injured!

  The ghostly craftsman let out a sneer, pulled out a defensive phantom device to block in front of him, and parried all her attacks. "A mantis trying to stop a chariot, you're overestimating your own strength!"

  TMD, when she becomes a refiner one day, she'll smash you to death with her fantasy equipment. If that doesn't kill you, she'll make you take her surname! Panting heavily, her lungs are almost exploding from rage.

  When he saw her stop, the ghost craftsman's eyes changed unpredictably. This little doll was always so wasteful, when would she go out to avenge him? He had waited for so long and couldn't afford to fail now. She just wanted to learn how to refine equipment, right? Heh heh, teach her directly from the Refining Equipment Sage's level. If she can't learn it, then there's reason to kick her out.

  "Do you want to learn alchemy?"

  Looking at Guī Jiàng with suspicion, his mind was constantly changing, what kind of evil idea did the old man come up with again?

  "I can teach you, but if you don't learn within three days, get out of here and take revenge immediately!" Previously, there was no news coming back, obviously all his "pawns" had failed. This time, he put all his hopes on this little girl, it's unclear whether she would succeed or not.

  Three days to teach her how to refine equipment? This old man is looking for trouble, can't wait to get rid of her, but thinking again, even if it's just three days, that's still an opportunity! At worst, I'll just introduce her to the basics and let her figure it out herself.

  "Deal!"