Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don t Call Me a Demon! - Chapter 37

Chapter 37: Chapter 35: Manager Wu

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Ghost Ridge Palace, Command Hall.

Su Jie and his two companions entered the Mountain Gate and went directly to the Command Hall for task handover.

This was a high tower a hundred meters tall, topped with swirling black smoke, like a dark behemoth swallowing clouds and spewing mist.

At the entrance of the tower hung a plaque carved from blood, bearing the words “Command Hall” in bold. The bright blood on the plaque seemed to flow continuously.

“You two watch the goods here; I’ll go in to hand over the task.”

Su Jie instructed Gu Weonian and Chen Yun, then walked into the Command Hall.

Stepping inside, he entered a deep, dimly lit hall, where the temperature had dropped several degrees.

There were very few disciples inside the hall, apart from those at the counter handling task handovers and assignments; ordinary disciples wouldn’t come here to wander without reason.

Su Jie approached a counter.

“What do you want?”

Behind the counter, a man in a black uniform, about thirty years old, looked over.

This was Manager Wu of the Command Hall. Su Jie had been here before, and knew his cultivation was only at the Third Level of Yunling Realm, but one shouldn’t underestimate him.

The Command Hall specifically managed task allocations for the inner and outer disciples of Ghost Ridge Palace. Those who could become a manager here might not be powerful in strength, but they must be confidants of the Sect Master.

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For instance, Manager Wu here had a distant blood relation with the Sect Master of Ghost Ridge Palace.

“Outer Disciple Su Jie, here to submit a rest task.”

Su Jie handed over his Task Token, along with the envelope allowing him to return for rest.

Manager Wu took them and looked through the files briefly, then said indifferently,

“How come you lost so many people?”

“We were attacked by Alien Ghosts; out of twelve, only the three of us survived. We were lucky.”

Su Jie reported truthfully. All traces of evidence had been erased, and since they were just Outer Disciples, the Command Hall wouldn’t go to great lengths to investigate.

Sure enough, Manager Wu had no further questions.

After a brief inspection, he had Su Jie and his friends press their handprints to confirm the task handover.

“By the way, did you kill any Alien Ghosts?”

Manager Wu seemed to recall something and asked another question.

“Yes, we brought back the bodies of the Alien Ghosts.”

Su Jie nodded, since he couldn’t hide that fact anyway; the bodies were indeed to be sold off.

“Do you have a buyer lined up? I know a few reliable merchants who offer fair prices.”

Manager Wu suddenly became enthusiastic, his attitude changing by 360 degrees.

“We appreciate your help, Manager Wu. We were just on our way to auction in the Black Market. If it’s convenient for you, could you lead the way and help us with the certification?”

Su Jie seized the opportunity to say, knowing that these managers stationed in the Command Hall, being well-informed and well-acquainted, liked getting involved in business deals.

Ordinary Outer Disciples would also engage a manager to act as a notary during large transactions to ensure that the dealings went smoothly.

While talking, Su Jie also took out some Blood Marrow Crystals from his pocket and handed them over: “Manager Wu, have these for tea.”

Manager Wu quickly pocketed the Blood Marrow Crystals, smiling broadly, “Well said, well said. The price of Alien Ghosts in the Black Market has gone up recently—no less than six hundred fifty Blood Marrow Crystals per head. Make sure you don’t sell them cheap. I know many merchants in the Black Market, and I absolutely won’t let you suffer a loss.”

Manager Wu promised earnestly, then stood up and left his post.

The other managers acted as if they saw nothing; after all, they were all insiders, and a little slacking off was nothing.

The two walked out of the Command Hall together and soon reconvened with Chen Yun and Gu Weonian, who had been watching the goods outside.

“This is Manager Wu of the Command Hall, and these are the friends I mentioned before, Mr. Gu Weonian and Ms. Chen Yun.”

Su Jie made introductions for both sides.

“My real name is Wu Bin; no need to be so formal. Mr. Su, let’s first check the quality of the bodies, as the prices of Alien Ghost bodies differ slightly depending on their size.”

Wu Bin’s gaze shifted toward the flatbed cart that Gu Weonian and Chen Yun were guarding, asking, “Are they kept up there?”

Su Jie gave a signal; Chen Yun stepped forward, grabbing the cover tarp and lifting a corner to reveal the true form of the Alien Ghosts underneath.

“You caught a good time. Previously, an Alien Ghost was only worth about three hundred Blood Marrow Crystals. They have surged in price recently. You were lucky to catch one at all, so you should capitalize on…”

Wu Bin was still enticingly murmuring, but his words suddenly faltered, his eyes widening in astonishment as he stared at the three Alien Ghost bodies stacked on the flatbed cart.

It wasn’t just one body as he had expected, but three Alien Ghost bodies piled together, which left Wu Bin completely stunned.

“Three bodies, did you kill three Alien Ghosts?”

His voice filled with disbelief, Wu Bin had seen more valuable goods handled before.

But just a few Outer Disciples coming up with three Alien Ghosts? That he had never seen.

“It was just luck; we simply seized a good opportunity.”

Su Jie narrated his past encounter very ‘honestly,’ with only a slight revision that altered Meng Dongge’s death to being killed by an Alien Ghost, which made the story more plausible.

Upon hearing that it was Meng Dongge who led the team to achieve most of the accomplishments, Wu Bin reluctantly accepted this reality.

“Meng Dongge, I’ve heard of him, at the Fifth Level of Yunling Realm, a formidable figure among the Outer Disciples, even with the potential to be promoted to Inner Sect Disciple. Such a pity.”

Wu Bin sighed, then couldn’t help but gaze at Su Jie from the corner of his eye.

“Seeing that you, Mr. Su, are so young and yet achieved such great results, I had no idea but was quite startled upon finding out, truly a case of a hero being a youth!”

No matter whether Su Jie had just picked up an easy opportunity, managing to acquire three Alien Ghosts definitely showed his exceptional abilities, and he might rise to prominence in the future, Wu Bin instantly thought about fostering a good relationship with him.

“Manager Wu, you flatter me, this is nothing really.”

Su Jie waved his hands continuously, but Wu Bin grabbed him by the arm.

“Don’t call me Manager Wu, I’m just a few years older than you; just call me Brother Wu.”

“Brother Wu.”

“Ah, young brother.”

The two thus nauseatingly addressed each other, showing no signs of the awkwardness typical of new acquaintances.

………

Central Street of the Black Market.

Juxian Tower, where two men with extraordinary demeanors were sitting, having been engaged in a game of chess for a long time.

One of the elders, dressed in a purple robe, with a black python coiled around his arm, had a gaunt face and piercingly deep eyes, emanating a cold aura that discouraged direct eye contact.

Across from him sat a short, middle-aged man with an ordinary face and a string of black prayer beads around his neck, from which faint wails and cries could be heard, as if someone were being tortured inside them, sending shivers down the spine.

Both individuals were Hidden Realm Elders of the Ghost Ridge Palace, namely Taoist Qiu and Elder Yi.

Next to them, a maid was serving them tea, who was none other than the inner disciple Yu Wenxian.

“It’s a stalemate, shall we continue?”

Pinching a white piece and placing it on the board, Taoist Qiu slowly spoke.

Elder Yi tossed down his chess piece, his gaze cold and fierce as he turned to look out the window, “I lost the game today, but when it comes to our wager, it’s still unclear who between us will win or lose.”

As his voice faded, Elder Yi pulled off a black prayer bead from around his neck and threw it out the window. The bead flew on its own towards a particular location.

“Let’s see whose disciple catches more Alien Ghosts.”

Taoist Qiu plucked a hair from his head, which transformed into a colourful little snake, flicking its tongue and quickly disappearing from sight.

Soon, the disciples from both sides who received the message headed straight for Juxian Tower.

Pei Haibing rode on a tall horse, followed closely by two disciples.

Behind them, a high platform drawn by four horses carried two pale corpses of Alien Ghosts suspended from a pole.

This eye-catching scene immediately caused an uproar in the Black Market as soon as it appeared.

Merchants from half the street crowded around Pei Haibing, eagerly bidding for them.

“Mr. Pei, one thousand two, twelve hundred Blood Marrow Crystals, our Bright Moon Hall is willing to buy these two Alien Ghosts.”

“I represent Zhang’s Trading Team offering one thousand three hundred Blood Marrow Crystals, and also a piece of Blood God Wood for Mr. Pei’s cultivation, just for these two Alien Ghosts’ bodies.”

“Our Taixu Pavilion…”

Among these merchants, a plump young woman also joined the bidding, who was none other than Manager Cai from the Taixu Pavilion.

Meanwhile, at the front, with arms crossed and a frosty expression, Pei Haibing seemed to think that the crowd was too noisy, saying coldly, “All of you shut up, after the Master has reviewed them, the auction for these Alien Ghosts will begin.”

“Junior Brother Pei, having caught two Alien Ghosts at once, it seems the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword is destined for you.”

Yu Wenxian stood waiting below Juxian Tower, now looking up at the two Alien Ghost bodies, she opened her mouth in a sweet smile.

“It took some effort, but fortunately, I didn’t embarrass Master. Senior Yu, what did Master say?”

“I don’t know, Elder Yi seems pretty confident as well.”

Yu Wenxian was speaking when from the other end of the street came another commotion.

A few disciples from the Ghost Ridge Palace were pushing a large vehicle, on which two Alien Ghosts’ bodies were placed.

The leader, a man in a blue robe with a handsome face, gracefully greeted the group, it was Feng Wenjin, an Inner Sect Disciple from Elder Yi’s lineage.

“They also have two Alien Ghosts.”

Yu Wenxian covered her mouth in shock.

“He’s just lucky. If it weren’t for the difficulty in finding Alien Ghosts that flee at the first sign of trouble, I could kill even ten of them.”

Pei Haibing scoffed, attributing his results purely to bad luck, as Alien Ghosts were not something that the Outer Disciples feared, it was just bad luck that they didn’t encounter many.

Fortunately, he could somewhat accept this outcome since at least no one surpassed him, otherwise Taoist Qiu might be so furious he wouldn’t even offer up the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword.