The little ghost listened to these words and put on a flattering smile, "Hey! That's Black Water City, Master Ma! The only ghost cultivators recognized by the Netherworld are the esteemed Yin and Ghost Messengers!
Those guys who think they're something after eating a few little ghosts, who dares to enter the bustling Black Water City at the foot of Fengdu Luoshan? Don't worry, even if a ghost cultivator sneaks in, they'd just go to the Ghost Market, no chance they can reach them.
Those two, haha... even ask about what's that and how much it sells for from people selling steamed buns on the street, they're purely unsophisticated, their eyes nearly popping out. Master Ma, I have some fresh news here, want to hear it?"
He rubbed his fingers indicating he wanted money.
"I'm in a good mood today, if your news is useful, there's a handsome reward!" Ma Hongtu, feeling delighted as everything seemed within his grasp, casually tossed over a handful of Copper Coins.
