The central and western parts of Nanling are tens of thousands of miles apart, and it is difficult for people to cross. **Tell Guo Yi that there is a shortcut to Nanling at the Void Wharf, so the two set off on their way to the City of Void.**

  After nine days of rushing, the Void City was already in sight. The last time he took the Wanhou Flying Boat had also passed through this place, but because he was in a hurry to participate in the Holy Martial War, he didn't enter the city. This time, with more spare time, Guo Yao also wanted to enter this second largest city in Nanling to take a look.

  The city of Void floated in the sky, the entire city was built with white stone, from a distance it looked like a huge piece of suspended white jade. Flying ancient cars flew by in the void, and white dragon flying boats shuttled through the streets above the city, where temples and sacred mountains floated, countless immortals, blue birds danced in the sky, dragons swallowed clouds and spit out fog, strange beasts moved the heavens, entering the city felt a wave of immortal energy rushing towards you.

  "The City of Void is the second largest city in Nanling, with a population of over 100 million, floating three thousand meters above the ground. The main street stretches for thirty thousand miles and can accommodate ten dragons running side by side."

  He and Guo Ye both wore white clothes, walking shoulder to shoulder into the city, strolling on the bustling streets, listening to the endless shouts around their ears.

  "Seems like you're quite familiar with the Void City, saying: 'This is also a cultivation city, there are many sects within the city, but truly powerful ones are rare.'"

  Guo Yixin was worried about Li Xiaoyan, but he didn't have much thought to wander around this ancient city of Wan Nian. He asked, "I don't know where the shortcut to the west of Nanling that Brother Liu mentioned is?"

  "It requires going to find someone." Mysterious way.

  "Who?" asked Guo Yi.

  "Wine Ghost Jar."

  "What's 'wine ghost jar'?" Guo Yi didn't understand what it meant.

  "This man is called 'Tan Zi', nicknamed 'Wine Ghost', no one knows his real name, only that he has been living in the Empty City for two hundred years."

  "Where is this wine jar currently living?"

  "West City Black Market."

  Every city has a dark world, it is a miniature of human shadow side, wherever there are people, there are dark places.

  The west of the city of Void is such a place, known as the "Black Market".

  Here you can see all sorts of people: Taoist priests, thieves, assassins, gamblers, prostitutes... anything that can't be seen in the light of day is normal there.

  You may see a holy maiden of the spiritual palace coquettishly under a man's body; you may see gamblers putting their heads on the gambling table, and after one game, they will be beheaded by others; you may also see that some stolen treasures from a certain immortal family are being auctioned off with great fanfare, or you may see a world-renowned killer walking out of a broken house.

  This is a place that cannot be seen in daylight.

  Kuo Yeh smiled and said: "Why does this wine jar live in such a gloomy place?"

  "Because there are the most beautiful women in the city, the best wine, beautiful women and good wine are his only two loves, he doesn't live in the black market, then where does he live?"

  Handing a white mask to Guo Yi, he also put one on himself and said: "Going to the black market, it's better to wear a mask. If a person's face is often exposed outside, it's inevitable that someone will remember it, especially in this place, if someone remembers you, it will definitely bring big trouble."

  Kuo Yeh and **wore a white mask and took a tiger-toothed carriage to head towards the black market.

  "Where are you two going?" The old driver who was driving the carriage was a martial saint cultivator.

  "West City Black Market."

  The old man's expression changed slightly, and he said: "Five times the price, a total of fifty spiritual grass seeds."

  Seemingly understanding the price, he directly took out a bag of spiritual grass seeds from the Storage Spirit Palace and handed it to the old man, saying in a low voice: "Get off at the side door of the black market."

  "I understand." The old man drove his tooth car and sped away.

  The Cang Spirit Palace is the third palace on the road to immortality for cultivators. As long as one reaches the third palace, they will have a storage palace within their body. Each of the palaces has a special function: the first palace allows one to transcend the void, the second palace refines spiritual awareness, the third palace stores objects, the fourth palace transmits sound over a thousand miles, the fifth palace transforms armor, and the sixth palace refines equipment...

  Guo Yi has now opened six spiritual palaces and already possesses the first six abilities.

  The tiger carriage had been running for about two hours when it stopped in front of a dark and strange building. The old man driving the carriage said, "We've arrived at the side gate."

  After arriving here, it was unusually quiet, and not a single person could be seen around. In front of me stood a black building resembling a monster's head, with a group of giant ravens carved on top of the building, each raven holding a small sword in its mouth, I don't know what it means.

  Passing through the monster's mouth, everything in front of me turned pitch black, as if I had entered a strange world. Above my head was still the sky, and on the ground were rows of houses, spacious streets, but here it was only night, and most people walking on the streets wore black clothes, many with masks on their faces. The white clothes on Guo Yao's body seemed somewhat out of place in this world.

  "Is this the black market?" Guo Yi looked up at the sky and muttered: "This is indeed a world without sunlight."

  The black market was a chaotic place. Before you could even get out of the street, you'd hear five or six killings, and the smell of blood was overwhelming.

  A group of men surrounded a young girl in the alleys, leaning against the wall and doing whatever they wanted, until after more than a dozen big men had their way with her, the girl was dead.

  Guo Yi and ** are both top-notch geniuses, they won't go out of their way to get into unnecessary trouble for themselves, nor can they afford to provoke others. Compared to the entire black market, they seem too insignificant.

  "Beyond this alley is the residence of Wine Ghost Tan, but you must be mentally prepared. He's a weirdo, when he's in a good mood, he won't charge a penny. When he's in a bad mood, it'll take a huge price to get him to help you."

  "Then I can only hope he's in a better mood today."

  But his luck doesn't seem very good, this drunkard's temper today is even bigger than a cow.

  The small hut where the Wine Ghost lived could be said to be the most dilapidated and filthy place in the entire black market, and even before approaching, a pungent smell had already been smelled, and when approaching, that smell was almost enough to suffocate people.

  The hut was only five feet high, made of a few planks, and so crude that it was hardly habitable. At first glance, it looked like an earth mound.

  When Guo and Yi arrived, there was already a person standing outside the small hut. It was a woman dressed in all blue, with a white bone-carved mask on her face. She held a bone-like bead in her hand, from which blood bubbles were still emerging.

  The woman with the ghostly face had a somewhat ethereal body, emitting a cold aura, like an iceberg that couldn't be melted. She glanced at Guo Yao and his companion with a faint gaze, then continued to shout towards the wooden hut: "Junior has urgent business to attend to on White Bone Mountain, please ask Mr. Wine Ghost for directions?"

  "Scram, whoever comes today is useless, don't waste your breath, all of you scram." A hoarse voice came from the wooden hut, still with a hint of drunkenness.

  "Don't blame me for being impolite then." A ghostly aura emanated from the blue-clad woman's body, transforming into a ghostly hand that reached out to grab something from within the wooden hut.

  "Shadow Ghost Hand!"

  Guo Ye had seen this ghost technique in "Ghost Book", which was one of the eighteen ultimate skills of ghost cultivation, and it was difficult for ordinary people to master except for the core figures of the Ghost Gate.

  "You're quite knowledgeable." The ghost-faced woman gave Guo Yao a cold glance, and at this time, the ghost hand withdrew from the wooden house, and a disheveled old man was already caught in her hand.

  This old man has a pointed tooth and a monkey mouth, short and hunched back, although he was caught by the neck, he still held a wine jar in his hand.

  "Tell me where the shortcut is? Otherwise, I'll kill you." The ghost-faced woman's slender fingers grasped the wine demon's throat, lifting him into mid-air.

  The wine demon indeed was a wine demon, even if he was about to die, he still poured wine into his mouth and laughed: "Go ahead and kill me, you can go to White Bone Mountain on foot. It's not far, just a few billion miles away, and it will only take a few years of hard work to drive the dragon, but there are many demons and monsters along the way, I don't know if you can make it alive to White Bone Mountain."

  There isn't a single ship in the world that dares to head west of Nanling, it's said that there is only one ancient shortcut that can lead into that evil land the fastest, but not many people know about this shortcut, and in the entire Void City, only Wine Ghost Tanzi knows.

  Guo Yi was really afraid that the ghost-faced woman would strangle the wine demon to death, so he stepped forward and said: "Miss, please let him go first. I believe Wine Demon is a person who cherishes his own life."

  The wine ghost's eyebrows twitched, and he laughed: "Little guy, you're also threatening me. Let me tell you, I'm not unwilling to help you, but you have to help me with two things."

  The woman with a ghostly face loosened her fingers and asked in unison with Guo Yi: "What two things?"

  "Don't be too happy, these two things are very difficult to accomplish. Just the first one can stump even the Nine-Storeyed Void City's top experts." The wine ghost picked up a wine jug and took a swig, laughing: "Today, the Ancient Hua Auction House will auction off a jar of 100,000-year-old ancient wine. This jar of ancient wine was excavated from a Taoist relic site and is said to have been personally brewed by the Wine Immortal Wu Zhiwei. If you can bring this jar of ancient wine to me, that would be considered completing the first task."

  He furrowed his brow and said, "The Guhua Auction House is the number one auction house in the world, with business spanning the entire ancient Xuan domain. Even the cheapest items can be sold for a sky-high price, unless it's a large-scale immortal sect, otherwise they can't afford to buy."

  "What is this so-called sky-high price?" Guo Yi asked, and the ghost-faced woman also shifted her attention over.

  "A thousand stalks of spiritual grass are equivalent to a thousand pieces of spiritual equipment, and this is just the lowest auction price. The ancient wine brewed by the Wine Immortal is probably worth more than ten times this price." said conservatively.

  "My god, why don't you go rob the wine ghost." Guo Yi really wanted to kick the wine ghost's jar two feet, let alone one thousand spiritual grasses, he couldn't even get out one spiritual grass now.

  The ghost-faced woman was also a fierce aura, sternly saying: "A thousand stalks of spiritual grass are enough to buy down a cultivation world family, how many people in the world can take out so much money? Not to mention tens of thousands of stalks of spiritual grass." As she spoke, the ghost-faced woman was about to pinch the old wine demon to death.

  Kuo Yeh hastily stopped her and said: "If you can't afford to buy it, then go rob. I don't believe that even a jar of wine can't be robbed."

  "Absolutely impossible." The urgent voice said: "The ancient Huahua auction house has a top-notch master sitting in town, and even a ninth-grade spiritual being was killed in the auction house."

  "My god, it's already so difficult just with the first thing, what's the second thing you drunkard?" Guo Yi asked.

  "The difficulty of the second thing is more than ten thousand times that of the first, you still finish the first thing and then tell you." The drunkard hugged the wine jar and slipped back into his broken wooden house.

  The woman with a ghostly face wanted to kill the wine demon several times, but in the end she endured and didn't take action. She coldly asked: "Do you have any way to get that jar of ancient wine?"

  Guo Yexiao smiled and said: "Since we can't rob it and can't afford to buy it, we can only steal it. Before the ancient wine is auctioned off, let's get it stolen."