Wu Chang Jie

7

There were all kinds of ghost cries in the underworld and the floating dreams in paradise were not left behind*

This is what Fumenghui was in the eyes of the common people.

Fumenghui, located in the southwest of Mount Luofeng, was not more than 10-15km away from Fengdu city. This place and Fengdu's prosperity complemented each other. Initially, it was named Fengmenggui*, because it was in the portal of the underworld where all the deceased gathered at Mount Luofeng. Its landform was also strange and deformed, which was how it got its name. There were rumors that it was the battlefield of the Great Emperor Beiyin and the Supreme Demon, but there was no way to verify it.

Depending on the terrain blessed by heaven*, it gradually became a gathering place for all kinds of shady businesses. As its reputation grew, it gradually became this piece of gold-sprinkled kiln for the living people to live in as if drunk or entranced*. The name Fengmenggui was too ominous. For fear of scaring the bankroller, the name was changed to the current one.

One barrier, two worlds. One side existed a gloomy underworld, while the other was a blessed place of pleasure, extravagance, greed, darkness, desire, and sin. This was the human realm and the ghost realm at the same time.

Fumenghui was built in a concave valley. The words "jagged rocks of grotesque shapes" were already hard to describe. This valley was made up of countless small, large, and other various kinds of peaks and caves that looked like skulls as if thousands and millions of evil ghosts were sealed in the mountain rocks. Whenever the wind blew, the terrifying, ghostly wails will continuously sound between the valleys and deep caves.

Most of these countless large and small caves were interlinked, which were suitable for hiding and escaping. Therefore, this was initially an unlawful place where people were killed, where corpses and legendary venomous insects were raised, and where black-market trading occurred. Many cultivators' golden cores were offered and traded here. The spring breeze blew again* despite multiple eliminations from the Immortal Alliance. Later, wine shops, pawnshops, concert halls, brothels, casinos, fighting arenas, auction houses, etc. were gradually opened here. Illegal transactions became hidden and hard to find, yet many commoners depended on this place for their livelihoods. The Immortal Alliance could only close one eye and tacitly consent to the existence of Fumenghui.

Fumenghui was quiet and gloomy during the day, but once night fell, the red candles lighted up the caves, illuminating the valley in a blood-red color. The stores opened and welcomed people in, and the guests were drawn in by the admiration of the reputation. Human shadows could be seen moving around the caves. There were endless music and dancing throughout the night and the scene was strangely beautiful that it didn't look like the human realm. When looked at from afar, it was as if looking at hundreds of ghosts walking in the night.

Fan Wu She looked at the magical scene in front of him and seemed lost in thought.

"Is this your first time coming here?" Xie Bi An asked, "How does Fumenghui compare to the rumors?"

Ordinary people were unlikely to come to Fumenghui. First, it was because of the concentrated Yin energy and a large number of evil spirits. Those who possessed nothing except bare necessities might fall sick after going home. Second, most people who came here spent money like flowing water. If they didn't dress well, they would inevitably get scornful glances.

"Not that different." This place used to be Zong Zi Xiao's last stop in the human realm. Fan Wu She traveled down his memory lane, yet his emotions were calm. His boiling hatred had calmed down in the hundred years and turned into a simmering flame, which was even denser and longer. Only the person in front of him could add firewood to the flame and raise his salary*.