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Typically, a cultivator must attain the Spirit Transmutation Stage before they are eligible to produce a Primordial Spirit, acquiring various remarkable Divine Skills.

Such individuals were regarded as Great Cultivators even in the cultivation boom period thousands of years ago.

The Primordial Spirit Bead in Shen Yuan’s hand, as its name implies, is a special treasure that enables people to generate a Primordial Spirit out of nowhere.

However, unlike a Primordial Spirit born from a Great Cultivator at the Divinity Transformation Realm, the Primordial Spirit born from refining a Primordial Spirit Bead is not a genuine Primordial Spirit in the true sense of the term.

It is more like an elevated aggregation of Divine Sense, hence, possessing part of the features of a Primordial Spirit – a pseudo Primordial Spirit.

While it possesses the characteristics of a Primordial Spirit, it can’t exercise any Divine Skills that Primordial Spirits possess.

But that doesn’t mean the Primordial Spirit Bead is useless.

It remains an elusive treasure to cultivators below the Spirit Transmutation Stage; the bead allows one to refine a pseudo Primordial Spirit in advance, enabling them to grasp some of the Spirit Transmutation Stage qualities.

Shen Yuan gleaned all this information about the Primordial Spirit Bead from a diary of the Falling Clouds Sect, which recorded that the first prize of the Falling Clouds Sect competition was a Primordial Spirit Bead.

Participants in the Falling Clouds Sect competition of thousands of years ago were predominantly Inner Sect Disciples who had entered the Qi Refinement stage.

If they came first in the tournament and won the Primordial Spirit Bead, they could use its effects to hasten their entry into the Spirit Transmutation Stage, thereby gaining the qualifications to contend for a seat in the True Teachings Palace.

Even though the Primordial Spirit Bead is merely a prize in the sect’s competition, it carries significant weight and is almost equivalent to a seat in the True Teachings Palace.

That was thousands of years ago, when resources were abundant, in the cultivation boom period. In the resource-starved thousands of years that followed, the value of the Primordial Spirit Bead would naturally soar even higher.

Shen Yuan coveted the knowledge for a long time when he first came across the related information.

He hadn’t expected that he would obtain a Primordial Spirit Bead after participating in the Ghost Market, which was by all means, an invaluable treasure.

Satisfied, he stowed it away in his Storage Ring, and it somewhat dispersed the gloom from having to flee the Ghost Market earlier.

Looking around, Shen Yuan was startled to find that he had been taken off his original course by the Ghost Market and didn’t know where he was, amidst a desolate wilderness.

Beneath the hill where Shen Yuan stood sprawled a vast crowd of unconscious civilians. There seemed to be hundreds of them at a glance.

Clearly, the Ghost Market had agreed to Shen Yuan’s condition and released the ordinary people who had been forcibly transported into the market.

These commoners were all dressed in modern clothing. Apart from a few who were missing limbs, most of them remained intact, albeit slightly pale from the effects of the ghostly fog in the market.

Shen Yuan didn’t pay much attention to these details. Having survived the Ghost Market was an enormous stroke of luck for them.

Had they continued being tormented by the four Pavilion Masters, the best scenario would be them turning into neither-man-nor-ghost oddities, becoming denizens of the Ghost Market.

Under the scans of the enhanced Divine Sense from the Sword Technique Seed of Divine Power, Shen Yuan did not detect any ferocious beasts or snakes among the hills.

Presumably, the presence of the Ghost Market had frightened away the ordinary animals. They would have fled and wouldn’t likely remain. For the time being, it’s considered safe here.

Saving the people was just acting on impulse, and since the matter has been settled, Shen Yuan felt there was no need to linger.

With the commotion caused by the Ghost Market here, it would inevitably attract the attention of the authorities. Shen Yuan didn’t want to be face-to-face with them.

Looking at the dense forest ahead, Shen Yuan, who had yet to master the art of flying, felt a slight headache.

After pondering for a while, Shen Yuan’s gaze fell on the nearby Maine Coon.

With a build comparable to a tiger, the Maine Coon was naturally adept at traversing the forest. Wasn’t it the best means of transportation?

There were countless tales of immortals riding tigers in ancient myths and legends. Shen Yuan couldn’t resist giving it a try.

“Lie down.”

The Maine Coon first looked puzzled, then obediently lay down on the ground, allowing Shen Yuan to sit on its back.

If it were anyone else—even if it were a cultivator stronger than the Maine Coon—it would still fight them to the death due to its pride.

But after this trip to the Ghost Market, Shen Yuan’s status had immensely elevated in the Maine Coon’s heart. The Maine Coon found it an honor, instead, to serve as Shen Yuan’s mount.

As soon as Shen Yuan sat down, the Maine Coon moved quickly with the assistance of the wind, swiftly carrying Shen Yuan towards the distance.

At this moment, someone regained consciousness.

He opened his blurry eyes, only to see a shining moonlight, under which an immortal rode a majestic tiger into the sky.

In the early morning, as the sun’s rays had just shone into this range of hills, the land, which should have been desolate, was now crowded with people of various identities.

There were representatives from the Zhennan Army of Great Xia’s Imperial Court, officials from the Imperial Astronomical Bureau stationed in Yun Provincial Government, servants from Marquis Zhennan’s Residence, true cultivators from Mount Laojun, representatives from Yun Province’s major families…

All these people, each commanding respect throughout Yun Province, their influence even exceeding the boundaries of Yun Province.

However, these influential figures gathered in this desolate hill, watching the barren mountain in front of them with solemn expressions.

“The Ghost Market is really gone?”

“This time, the Ghost Market stayed for less than twelve hours!”

“According to the Zhennan Army who arrived first, the Ghost Market left behind hundreds of survivors.

Apart from citizens of Yun Province, there were also groups of citizens who were taken by the Ghost Market half a month ago when it appeared in Liang Province.”

“Apart from a very few citizens who lost some of their limbs, most of the citizens are in good condition. Even the after-effects of the ghost fog invasion aren’t present.”

“How is this possible?”

“Never before have we heard of ordinary people who inadvertently entered the Ghost Market being able to leave alive.”

Just as the crowd of influential figures were deep in discussion, a young cultivator dressed in a Taoist robe made his way over from a distant camp.

The discussion immediately stopped, and everyone’s gaze shifted to the young cultivator.

Under the scrutiny of so many influential figures, including those who had reached the Qi Transformation Stage, the young cultivator felt an immense pressure.

Suppressing the throbbing of his heart, the young cultivator addressed the lead general of the Zhennan Army:

“Reporting to General Yu, we have temporarily accommodated the survivors.

Following the examination of the survivals’ souls by several masters, it has been confirmed that they are all from the Ghost Market.”

“As for the reason they left the Ghost Market, even they don’t know.”

Although there were earlier speculations, these words still caused a clamor.

“How is that possible?”

“Ordinary people being able to leave the Ghost Market certainly entails more hidden details!”

“Three thousand years ago, a Great Cultivator from my family attained the Spirit Transmutation Stage, and in the twilight of his life, he sought opportunities in the Ghost Market.

Even a Great Cultivator of this kind could not leave the Ghost Market in the end. How could those ordinary people manage to do so?”

“The Zhennan Army must be hiding something.. We demand the truth!”