Mortal: Supreme Being of the Ghost Path

After Qin Han made a deal with the thin man, the bald old man in charge of guarding them exchanged a glance with the refined-looking middle-aged cultivator beside him, and snorted coldly:

"Even if you reach a deal with them, you still can't leave if we don't agree."

Upon hearing this, Qin Han sneered inwardly, but remained outwardly calm.

He knew, of course, that the two guards were just using the opportunity to ask for favors.

"It was my oversight."

Qin Han smiled faintly, raised his hand and waved it. Two beams of spiritual light flashed in front of him, one blue and one red. After the light faded, two magical treasures were revealed.

One was entirely emerald green, yet it was a dagger, its cold light chilling; the other was fiery red, a ring radiating heat.

He obtained both of these items by scavenging from the storage bags of fallen cultivators in the Ghostly Affair Land of the Void Heaven Palace.

To him, a mere ghost cultivator, these things were no different from trash, and he could use them to his advantage.

"It's just a small token of my appreciation; please accept it, fellow Daoists."

Upon seeing this, the bald old man's eyes lit up. He reached out and took the emerald green dagger, examined it carefully, and a look of satisfaction gradually appeared on his face.

The refined middle-aged man picked up the crimson ring, and with a surge of his magic power, a faint flame immediately ignited on the surface of the ring, with surging waves of heat.

"Not bad, not bad."

The two exchanged a glance and beamed with joy.

"Since you are so kind, we are not unreasonable people."

The bald old man put away his dagger and took out a white jade pendant from his pocket.

The middle-aged cultivator did the same thing; the two turned around at the same time, facing the teleportation array behind them, and chanted incantations.

In an instant, spiritual light flowed across the jade tablet, echoing the array patterns on the surface of the teleportation array.

Qin Han stood there, his expression calm.

He dared to act this way because he was absolutely certain of his success. He had the fact that the skinny man was taking a cut of the price difference in spirit stones, so how could the other party dare to disobey?

The saying goes, "Give a stick and then a sweet date," and Qin Han was quite familiar with this, after all, that's how his parents treated him when he was a child in his previous life.

As for the use of gifts and bribes, these are classic tropes from the original work.

He was merely copying Han Li's actions, taking his place.

Meanwhile, the bald old man and the middle-aged cultivator busied themselves in front of the teleportation array for a while, and after carefully checking it again, the bald old man nodded in satisfaction after confirming that everything was correct.

At this moment, the middle-aged cultivator turned around and reached in to take out several talismans.

"Take these teleportation talismans with you. You can go now."

Qin Han looked at the talismans, his gaze slightly narrowed.

If I remember correctly, in the original story, these two originally intended to give a fake talisman.

If it's a fake talisman, it will be instantly torn to pieces by the power of space during the teleportation, and you will die without a complete corpse on the spot.

If Han Li's divine sense hadn't already barely reached the Nascent Soul stage, these two probably wouldn't have temporarily replaced the fake talisman with the real one.

Thinking of this, Qin Han took a deep breath and quietly released a wisp of divine sense.

In an instant, the powerful divine sense of the peak Core Formation stage poured out, but it only briefly checked the teleportation array before quickly withdrawing it.

as predicted!

Suddenly, the bald old man's expression changed, and his movements froze. It turned out that the palm-sized "Yan Nao" beast that had been lazily lying in his arms suddenly raised its head, its fur standing on end, and it began to tremble.

This beast is extremely sensitive to divine senses, and Qin Han's actions were meant for this little beast to see.

He wanted to let those two know that he was not some low-level rogue cultivator who could be easily fooled, and that if they dared to try to fool him with fake talismans, they would face the consequences.

After all, these two were only at the early stage of Core Formation. If he wanted to kill them, it would be an absolute piece of cake!

The next moment, the bald old man's face turned very ugly, and he exchanged a glance with the middle-aged cultivator next to him without hesitation.

A moment later, the refined-looking middle-aged cultivator took a deep breath, subtly swapped the talismans in his hand, and took out a new talisman with even stronger spiritual light.

"Fellow Daoist, please take it."

Qin Han took the new talisman, scanned it with his divine sense to confirm it was correct, and then smiled faintly: "Thank you for your trouble."

……

With a flash of white light, the teleportation array hummed loudly, and the spiritual light enveloped the seven people.

The next moment, Qin Han felt a blur before his eyes, and his body was swept away by an irresistible force, with only the whistling wind in his ears.

When his vision cleared again, he was standing in a dilapidated stone house.

Looking around, the stone house was not large, with mottled and peeling walls on all four sides, and even a few cracks in the roof, letting in a few weak rays of sunlight.

In a corner of the stone house, a somewhat thin-looking Star Palace cultivator was talking to a gray-robed cultivator with a scarred face.

At this moment, the other six Foundation Establishment cultivators also appeared one after another, each with a pale face, clearly still not used to the dizziness of teleportation.

Qin Han ignored them and strode out of the stone house.

Outside, the sky was a hazy gray.

This is a peculiar small city. Symbolically, a stone wall about three or four zhang high surrounds the city. About ten zhang outside the stone wall, a thick white light shines, protecting the entire city.

Inside the stone walls were tall stone houses of varying sizes, and low bungalows of all kinds.

"Qiyuan Island".

Qin Han nodded inwardly.

Having been familiar with the original work, he naturally knew the island in front of him very well, which saved him the time of asking around, unlike Han Li in the original work.

This island was quite different from other monster islands. All cultivators who returned from this island were strictly ordered to keep the same story and leak the same information.

Although this place is not under the jurisdiction of the Star Palace, it is ruled by another powerful force. It is worth mentioning that even the Star Palace is unwilling to offend this force easily.

The "Black Rock City" before us is the first and only city on Qiyuan Island.

Here, as long as you have the strength, or plenty of spirit stones and demon cores, this is a paradise for cultivators.

The description of Blackrock City from the original novel came to Qin Han's mind.

Top-tier dual cultivation furnaces, incredibly powerful magic weapons, priceless spirit beasts, and rare spiritual materials—these things are all readily available…

Moreover, apart from one special arena, all fighting and combat are strictly prohibited in the city.

Those who violate this rule will be annihilated, both physically and spiritually!

"That suits me perfectly," Qin Han thought to himself.

His purpose in coming here was to purchase the spiritual herbs and materials needed for his subsequent cultivation, as well as the materials for refining his natal magic weapon.

As for those Foundation Establishment cultivators, he couldn't be bothered with them and had no interest in traveling with them.

Let's just go our separate ways.

With that thought in mind, Qin Han strode straight toward a slightly larger stone house not far away.