Ghost Songstress

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Once Zhao Hui heard the name Fangsu had chosen for herself, "Aren't you quite a fan of the Ghost Songstress, " Chuckling at Fangsu at the obvious usage of the name which was very suitable for her appearance but he didn't think she had any musical abilities.

Fangsu smiled at Zhao Hui, "You would be surprised," Before leaving him behind in the massive crowd of people. Fangsu began walking around the place with Ming Yue floating above her to find any item emitting spiritual energy. There was a stall in the dark corner where any old man quietly sat as people walked passed him but there was a slight barrier which caused him to become invisible to people around him.

Fangsu approached the old man easily bypassing the barrier which surprised the old man, "Young Boy, you study under the Spiritual Techniques?" Asking the young man who was easily able to bypass the barrier that was made from spiritual energy. Fangsu shook her head which surprised the old man again, "Since you were able to see me through the barrier I set up, Take this as an introductory gift from me." The old man handed Fangsu 5 small sphere that gave off a luminous glow as it shifted to different colours of the rainbow. Placing it into her robe, Fangsu scanned the merchandise that was laid out in front of her were martial art tablets, cultivation manuals specifically for spirit energy users, but the main merchandise was the spheres that contain spirits. Fangsu could tell there were powerful spirits was contained in the small spheres but its power had been subdued.

Picking one of the spheres that emitted special energy compared to the other spheres, Fangsu peered into the sphere seeing a female spirit that was powerful. "This spirit," Fangsu looked towards the old man who grinned at her.

The old man was fascinated by the young boy in front of him and he was able to identify the spirit was indeed special, "This one is powerful and has the ability to somewhat maintain a physical body despite not being at the proper level." The man stroked his wispy white beard like he was an old immortal and had removed himself from the mortal world, "If you don't have enough power to tame this spirit I recommend putting the contained spirit as a power core for a weapon," Smirking towards the young man who was unfeeling towards the information giving off a slight unusual aura.

Fangsu began playing with the sphere letting it roll in between her fingers like an optical illusion. But, the old man stiffened as he was panicking when Fangsu played with the sphere haphazardly, "Power cores?" Stopping with her boredom to ask questions about power cores.

The old man gave out a helpless laugh as he gestures at Fangsu to come closer, "Lately, there has been someone making power core out of contained spirits," Whispering to avoid raising suspicion even though they were in the protective barrier, "The usage of spirit power cores exploded in popularity once people knew of its combative potential," The old man continued the long lecture about spirit power cores but eventually he sighed as the young man remain silent after the explanation.

Fangsu thought about the potential of the spirit cores but to be able to contain them was a difficult task as there weren't many cultivators who underwent training under spiritual cultivation techniques. As Fangsu gave money the old man for the contained spirit sphere in her hand, "Thanks for the information," As Fangsu went to leave the stall.

The old man stopped her, "Take this, I have no need for it." Handing her a black ticket with rough golden writing saying Golden Coin Auction. How innovative of a name for an auction house. Fangsu smiled as she took the auction ticket, leaving barrier that the old man set up.

As she continued to walk through the Treasure Trove absentmindedly, Ming Yue came to Fangsu as her search through the Black Market for a useful item was fruitless. A crowd of masked people surrounded a stall that was selling illegally imported slaves, "Master! That child has a special constitution," One slave stood out from the rest sitting in the far corner, a child with muddy debris struck to their seemingly brown hair and the brightest golden eye similar to that of amber.

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