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Leng Zuo and Leng You exchanged glances before turning to him, looking surprised. "Young Master, you mean..."

"Many Human Cultivators entered the Netherworld back then, including some outstanding alchemists," Leng Yi said coldly. "If it had been created by Ghost Cultivators, it wouldn't have taken until now—the timing is too convenient."

Hearing this, Leng Zuo and Leng You had to admit he had a point.

Staring at the medicinal liquid in the jade bottle, Leng Zuo couldn't help but want to meet the alchemist who created it. Unfortunately, there was no way to know who it was.

——

The medicinal liquid invented by Ning Yuzhou quickly spread throughout the Undead Sea.

The Ji Family, the Ghost Family, and the Profound Yin City could barely keep up with demand, as Yin Stones poured endlessly into their storage bags. Following the terms of their initial agreement, the Ghost Family, Profound Yin City, and Ji Family delivered several bags of Yin Stones to Ning Yuzhou.

Shi Wuming and Wen Tuti took one look and realized they had suddenly gone from being penniless to becoming tycoons in the Netherworld—richer than most Ghost Cultivators, able to casually throw money around. Gone were the days when they first arrived in the Netherworld and couldn’t even scrape together two Yin Stones for the city entrance fee.

Wu Xiongan and the others also swallowed hard in silence.

They knew alchemists had formidable money-making skills, but they never expected someone could still rake in this kind of cash even after being stranded in the Netherworld.

Ning Yuzhou, however, kept his calm. He had Wen Qiao distribute the Yin Stones among everyone and said, "Once we return to Profound Yin City, you can buy whatever interests you."

This was an early payout.

Wu Xiongan and the other three were overjoyed, once again grateful for their earlier wisdom in deciding to follow Ning Yuzhou and his group. Had their pride gotten in the way back then, where would they find such extravagance now, able to spend Yin Stones freely?

Though Yin Stones were merely the common currency of the Netherworld to them, the Netherworld held many treasures—some already extinct in the Human Cultivators' continent. Bringing them back could make one overnight millionaires.

While they happily divided the Yin Stones, the Ji Family, Ghost Family, and Profound Yin City were receiving the Ghost Emperors.

The Ghost Kings on the ship respectfully welcomed the two Ghost Emperors, remaining on guard, unsure of their purpose. However, they weren’t afraid—given the status of the Ghost Family, Ji Family, and Profound Yin City in the Netherworld, even Ghost Emperors had to mind their manners.

One of the Ghost Emperors said, "We heard you possess a medicinal liquid that harms the undead."

Hearing this, the Ghost Kings of the three factions immediately understood their intentions.

The steward of Profound Yin City, ever the diplomat, eagerly replied, "If the esteemed seniors require the medicinal liquid, we would naturally hand it right over. Its effects are indeed remarkable. We had planned to deliver it to you, but you arrived before we could."

He promptly presented several bottles for their inspection.

The two Ghost Emperors examined them one by one. Unfortunately, not being alchemists themselves, they couldn’t make heads or tails of it. Still, Profound Yin City’s business reputation was built on trust—their word was their bond—they likely wouldn’t deceive Ghosts. They would simply have to test it at night to confirm.

"We’ll take all you have."

Ghost King Uncle Qi suddenly asked, "Esteemed seniors, do you intend to use the medicinal liquid to repel the undead outside Moonview Island?"

"Correct," the Ghost Emperor nodded. There was no need to hide such a thing.

The Ghost Family’s Ghost King added, "Rest assured, seniors. We will have the alchemists on board work faster. Within three days at most, we can provide a batch."

Hearing this, the two Ghost Emperors said nothing more, tossing over a storage bag as a deposit.

Just as the three Ghost Kings were about to rise to escort them out, one Ghost Emperor suddenly asked, "Who is the alchemist who created this medicinal liquid?"

Ghost King Uncle Qi replied, "He is an alchemist of our Ji Family."

The Ghost Emperor had nothing more to say and soon departed.

After seeing off the Ghost Emperors, the alchemists of the three factions began working around the clock to brew more potions.

The news quickly spread around, and when the Ghost Cultivators learned that the Ghost Emperors intended to use the potion to drive away the undead, they were all thrilled.

They were already aware of the potion's effects—the undead stood no chance against it. As long as large quantities were poured into the sea, those undead creatures would be forced to scatter.

Ji Chengsi also brought this news to Ning Yuzhou and the others.

He said cheerfully, "Barring any surprises, we should be able to land on the island in three days. This time, it's all thanks to Brother Ning that things have gone so smoothly. You're a real lifesaver."

Ning Yuzhou just gave a small smile and replied, "The potion only harms the undead; it doesn’t kill them. We’ll still need to be cautious when the time comes."

"You're absolutely right."

Ji Chengsi had already become a die-hard fan of Brother Ning, agreeing with everything he said. His beaming expression suggested he had stopped thinking straight.

Wen Tutu and the others were also delighted upon hearing the news.

"It's a shame the Undead Sea is so vast. If only we could pour the potion directly into the sea and see how those undead creatures dare to act so arrogantly," Wen Tutu snarled.

Shi Wuming hugged Wen Tutu and chuckled. "Take it easy, Wen Tutu. Even if all the alchemists worked together to refine the potion, it wouldn’t be enough. This is good enough as is."

With the potion's assistance, all the Ghost Cultivators were counting down to the landing on the island in three days.

Chapter 422

Under the dim sky, endless gray mist blanketed everything, blocking sight and hiding what lay within.

As the Ghost Cloud Boat drew near Moonview Island, both humans and Ghost Cultivators could see the boundless gray mist covering the sea—heavy and chilling, as if hiding something terrifying.

Moonview Island was enveloped within that gray mist.

Wen Qiao and the others ran to the deck to look out. When Ji Chengsi approached, they asked, "When do those Ghost Emperors plan to act?"

"Of course during the day," Ji Chengsi replied matter-of-factly. "Although undead creatures rarely appear during daylight, it doesn’t mean they won’t. It’s just that the yin energy is weaker during the day, so they prefer not to show themselves. I’ve heard that around Moonview Island, undead creatures guard it day and night."

"Why do those undead creatures guard the island?" Shi Wuming asked, puzzled.

Ji Chengsi shrugged. "There are actually many islands in the Undead Sea, and all of them are guarded by undead creatures—not just Moonview Island. As for the reason, no one has ever figured it out. But there’s a rumor that although undead creatures lack intelligence, they have this primal urge to reach land. So wherever there’s an island, they claim it as their territory."