Nanjing Shuo slowly sat up after hanging up the phone. He turned on the nearby desk lamp, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag, exhaling slowly.
The middle-aged woman beside him slowly opened her eyes and looked at Nanjing Shuo. "It's so late, is there still something you need to attend to?"
Nanjing Shuo sighed and shook his head helplessly. "Alas, there are some matters in the martial world that must be dealt with."
The middle-aged woman looked at Nanjing Shuo, her heart aching slightly. "Don't get too tired. Relax a bit."
Nanjing Shuo extinguished the cigarette in his hand, put his arm around the middle-aged woman, and said, "One of the seals has already been opened. If another seal is opened, I don't know if the human world can withstand it."
The middle-aged woman hugged Nanjing Shuo tightly and whispered, "You stubborn fool. If the sky falls, someone else will hold it up. Why are you so anxious?"
Nanjing Shuo looked up at the ceiling, his disappointment evident. "The martial world today is not what it used to be. Which sect only cares about its own interests, completely disregarding the common people of the world."
The middle-aged woman looked at the weary Nanjing Shuo. "As a woman, I don't understand what 'common people of the world' means, but I just hope my husband can be safe and sound."
Nanjing Shuo turned to look at the gentle and affectionate middle-aged woman. "Don't worry, your husband is a Black List expert, after all. Nothing will happen."
The middle-aged woman nodded and said no more.
The next morning~
Yu Daohen had been cultivating with his eyes closed in the backyard.
With the great battle imminent, he wondered if Nanjing Shuo would make it to the shop tonight.
The two sat in the front of the shop. Meng Dalong looked at Yu Daohen. "Master Yu, are you confident that Nanjing Shuo will come?"
Yu Daohen smiled faintly, full of confidence. "Don't worry, he will definitely come."
After the seal at the entrance to hell was broken, the martial world was in a state of panic.
The sects with Black List experts in charge only cared about their own interests. Currently, the only ones managing the situation were the sect leaders of the three major sects and Nanjing Shuo.
What would happen if rumors suddenly spread throughout the martial world that he would not keep his word...
He understood what was more important.
Yu Daohen asked curiously, "By the way, Master Meng, who exactly did you offend?"
Yu Daohen had been suspicious for some time. He basically knew all the figures on the martial world's Black List.
Even if he didn't know them personally, he had seen them.
The number of people with Black List strength could be counted on one hand.
But he couldn't figure out the origin of the other party.
Seeing that Yu Daohen had asked, Meng Dalong replied truthfully, "Master Yu, do you know about Ghost Capital?"
"Ghost Capital!"
Yu Daohen's expression changed slightly. "You mean you offended someone from Ghost Capital?"
What kind of place was Ghost Capital?
It was a place without any order, where strength spoke for itself. You could see someone die every two steps.
To put it mildly, experts of the Earthly Rank were like dogs, and experts of the Heavenly Rank walked everywhere.
"Master Meng, where is this Ghost Capital located?" Yu Daohen began to inquire.
Although he knew of Ghost Capital, he didn't know its exact location.
Meng Dalong shook his head and said, "To be honest, I don't know where it is."
Yu Daohen looked bewildered. "Didn't you go there?"
Meng Dalong nodded and recounted his journey to Ghost Capital. "At midnight, find a grave, dig it open, lie in the coffin, and insert three special incense sticks. Sleep for a night, and you'll reach Ghost Capital."
"That mystical?" Yu Daohen's interest was piqued.
It sounded like a journey to the underworld.
Meng Dalong also found it incredible. He took out three red incense sticks, about ten centimeters long, from his pocket. "These are the 'Guo Men Xiang' (Gate-Passing Incense) required to enter Ghost Capital."
Yu Daohen took the three incense sticks and examined them carefully.
People in their line of work often came into contact with chicken blood and dog blood.
These three incense sticks were indeed coated with blood, but it wasn't chicken or dog blood.
It looked more like human blood.
"Master Meng, how did you obtain these Guo Men Xiang?" Yu Daohen inquired.
Meng Dalong shook his head. "Master Yu, I'm afraid it's inconvenient for me to say. I only obtained six sticks. I used three when I went, and now only these three remain."
Yu Daohen coughed dryly and did not return the Guo Men Xiang to Meng Dalong. Instead, he smiled and said, "Master Meng, since you can't use these Guo Men Xiang anymore, why don't you give them to me?"
Meng Dalong looked at Yu Daohen, speechless.
He knew that once he took them out, he wouldn't be able to get them back.
"Fine, I really can't use these things anymore, so I'll give them to you," Meng Dalong said, waving his hand.
Yu Daohen, looking like a petty person who had achieved his goal, quickly put away the Guo Men Xiang.
Meng Dalong's expression suddenly turned serious. "But I must warn you, never go to Ghost Capital!"
Yu Daohen frowned. "Why?"
Meng Dalong's eyes were stern. "Because once you enter, you can't get out!"
"Can't get out?" Yu Daohen was confused.
Could it be that Ghost Capital only allowed entry and not exit?
Meng Dalong nodded and continued, "Ghost Capital is different from other places. It's easy to enter but difficult to leave. And there is only one way to leave, and that is the 'Chu Men Ling' (Exit Order)!"
"Chu Men Ling?" Yu Daohen became even more interested in Ghost Capital.
Meng Dalong nodded. "That's right. Only one Chu Men Ling is issued each year. The method to obtain it is to set up a challenge arena, and the final winner receives the Chu Men Ling."
Hearing this, Yu Daohen looked at Meng Dalong.
Judging by his appearance, he probably didn't obtain the Chu Men Ling to come out.
Meng Dalong seemed to have guessed what Yu Daohen was thinking. He said, "That's right, I didn't come out by winning the Chu Men Ling. I forced my way out."
Yu Daohen seemed to understand.
Those people were probably sent by Ghost Capital to hunt him down. No wonder they were decisive and vicious, and he had never seen them before.
However, the fact that Meng Dalong had given up on winning the Chu Men Ling suggested that his opponents were so powerful that he had no chance of victory.
Meng Dalong looked at the silent Yu Daohen. "Master Yu, don't think about it. Even I couldn't defeat those terrifying guys to obtain the Chu Men Ling, let alone you."
Yu Daohen spread his hands. "I must go to Ghost Capital, but not now."
Meng Dalong looked at Yu Daohen.
With his talent, he could indeed venture into Ghost Capital, but not now.
Only when he reached the strength of the Black List, no, even stronger than the Black List, could he possibly come out.
Time passed slowly, and the woman upstairs also woke up.
The three chatted casually for a while, and Meng Dalong asked her to return upstairs first.
Although the woman was not a big star, she was considered a perfect match for Meng Dalong, like a flower adorning a pile of dung.
The sun set, and the sky gradually darkened.
The two sat at the tea table. Meng Dalong was extremely anxious. "Master Yu, are you sure Nanjing Shuo will come?"
"Master Meng, rest assured, Nanjing Shuo will definitely come," Yu Daohen said with a confident expression, but his heart was in a panic.
Damn it, is Nanjing Shuo reliable or not?
If he really doesn't come, then it's truly over.