According to Dugu Bo's explanation, the mining pit was later purchased by a wealthy and powerful private buyer.
Afterward, that buyer built a small underground city above the mine.
This underground city had existed for a very long time. Over the years, it had changed hands many times among different rulers.
No matter how many times it had been purged or reorganized, this place continued to exist and gradually developed its own social order.
When they arrived in front of a dilapidated building, the guard recognized Dugu Bo and immediately put on a flattering expression.
"Your Excellency, what brings you here today? Should I inform our boss and have him personally welcome you?"
Dugu Bo's Martial Spirit determined that he was naturally drawn to dark and hidden places.
Furthermore, many things that were inconvenient for him to do personally could find suitable people here.
Back when Qin Ming was framed, the person Dugu Bo used had also been found in this place.
Dugu Bo took out a cloak and covered himself to prevent his identity from being exposed. He then waved his hand.
"No need. I know the way."
The guard stopped speaking and stepped aside, allowing them through.
Wu Qi and Dugu Bo entered.
What appeared before them was a long passageway.
When they reached the end, several powerful-looking men opened a large door and allowed the two of them inside.
The underground world was extremely dim.
Aside from the lighting Soul Tools installed on the ceiling, there were almost no other sources of light.
Using voice transmission, Dugu Bo explained to Wu Qi.
"Kid, this place not only trades in items of unknown origin, but also handles many things that cannot be seen under the sunlight. As long as the price is high enough, someone here can complete almost any task for you."
Wu Qi curiously asked, "Can they get a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Bone?"
Dugu Bo rolled his eyes and replied unhappily,
"Don't get stuck on that idea. Most people here only provide information. Very few are willing to personally carry out tasks for outsiders."
"If information about a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Bone existed, it would definitely sell for an astronomical price here."
As he spoke, he continued leading the way.
"Follow me. There is an Old Ghost who might be able to help you."
The Old Ghost Dugu Bo mentioned was the owner of a small unknown stall.
The stall displayed several extremely ancient-looking objects.
To ordinary customers, these things would not attract even the slightest desire to purchase them.
Even those who came out of curiosity would most likely leave after carefully examining them.
At least with Wu Qi's eyesight, he could not see anything special about these items.
Or rather, these things were probably not special at all.
"Old Ghost, I brought someone here."
Hearing Dugu Bo's words, Wu Qi felt an inexplicable sense of awkwardness.
However, after looking carefully at the stall owner in front of him, he realized the name was actually quite fitting.
The man's eye sockets were sunken deeply, and there was nothing inside them.
His body was extremely thin, resembling a dried corpse. Beneath his shriveled skin, the outline of his bones could clearly be seen.
Hearing the voice, the stall owner turned around.
Although he no longer had eyes, he still seemed to be examining Wu Qi from head to toe.
Dugu Bo leaned closer to Wu Qi and whispered, "This old fellow was originally an auxiliary-type Spirit Master. Because of the special nature of his Martial Spirit, he was plotted against and eventually ended up like this."
"Trust me, his ability will be of great help to you."
Wu Qi remained doubtful.
The enhancements provided by auxiliary-type Spirit Masters usually had a limited duration.
Could it be that this old man's enhancement lasted for an extremely long time?
Could he receive the boost before a match and maintain it until the battle ended?
As a junior, Wu Qi bowed respectfully.
"Greetings, senior. May I ask what I should call you?"
The stall owner suddenly smiled.
"Just like that old poison fellow, call this old man Old Ghost."
"I don't have many years left anyway. Before death comes, being able to meet such an outstanding young man is enough for me to rest peacefully."
Dugu Bo impatiently interrupted.
"Enough, Old Ghost. More than ten years ago, I already heard you claiming you were going to die. How come you're still alive today?"
"Stop wasting time. I know what you're capable of. Tell me how you're going to help this kid."
The stall owner laughed cheerfully.
"For you, Old Poison, to value this young man so highly, it seems this youngster truly has some ability."
As he spoke, he placed his right hand on the side and waved his left hand.
"Come here. Place your hand here and let this old man take a look at your condition."
Wu Qi's physical strength had already been transformed by the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, as well as the refinement from his Spirit Bones.
His body was now even stronger than that of an ordinary attack-type Spirit Master of the same Level.
The moment the stall owner's palm touched his skin, his expression changed slightly.
"Such a powerful physique. Truly rare."
"Hehe, and you're even an agility attack-type Spirit Master."
He showed no intention of letting go.
Wu Qi could only smile and respond while watching the changes in the old man's expression.
Suddenly, the stall owner raised his head sharply.
"Your Martial Spirit is the Azure Luan?"
"You're able to tell even that?"
Wu Qi was slightly surprised.
Dugu Bo laughed.
"Kid, I told you before. This Old Ghost's ability is extraordinary."
The stall owner shook his head.
"This old man cannot see your Martial Spirit. I was only asking."
"There is a certain scent on your body. A scent that makes this old man both disgusted and nostalgic at the same time."
"What do you mean?"
Wu Qi was confused.
Ever since arriving in Heaven Dou City, most of the things he had come into contact with were things Dugu Bo had likely encountered as well.
So why didn't Dugu Bo have the same scent?
The stall owner did not answer.
Instead, he took out a letter from his chest.
"My pair of eyes saw something they should not have seen. If you ever go to that place, open this letter after you arrive there."
"Even if you become curious and secretly open it behind my back, no words will appear on it. It will only reveal its contents in that environment."
Wu Qi accepted the letter, feeling completely puzzled.
Dugu Bo laughed and cursed.
"Old Ghost, speak normally."
The stall owner pretended to be innocent.
"That place should be a future opportunity belonging to this little fellow. Old Poison, you should avoid interfering."
Dugu Bo urged impatiently.
"Stop talking about useless things and get to work!"
He knew about some of this man's past experiences.
Perhaps they would be of great help to Wu Qi in the future.
However, Wu Qi absolutely should not become curious about them right now.
After all, opportunities also depended on timing. Going there at the wrong time could easily lead to complete destruction.
The stall owner waved his hand, signaling the two of them to enter the shop.
Dugu Bo pushed his wheelchair into the shop.
Afterward, he pulled down a wooden curtain to prevent outsiders from seeing what was happening inside.
The stall owner wore a faint smile.
It was as if he had eyes despite being blind, as he raised his head and looked toward Wu Qi.
"Kid, I know you have many questions in your heart."
"When you truly arrive at that place, you will understand everything."
"As for Old Poison's request, let me ask you this: which is more important, Spirit Power Level or Spirit Power quality?"
"Both are important."
Wu Qi calmly explained.
"A high Spirit Power Level with poor Spirit Power quality is not beneficial for prolonged battles, and the margin for error during combat becomes much smaller."
"On the other hand, having extremely high Spirit Power quality does allow one to use powerful ultimate Spirit Skills multiple times, but the significance is limited. It may even slow down the increase of one's Spirit Power Level."
The so-called ultimate Spirit Skill referred to the strongest Spirit Skill a Spirit Master could use at their current Level, based on their highest-year Spirit Ring.
For example, a Level 51 Spirit King could usually only release their fifth Spirit Skill two or three times at most.
Some Spirit Skills with extremely high consumption could even drain nearly ninety percent of a Spirit Master's Spirit Power in one use.
Of course, a Level 59 Spirit King would be a completely different situation.
Generally speaking, Spirit Power Level and Spirit Power quality were usually connected together, improving at the same time.
If someone focused only on increasing their Spirit Power Level, their foundation would become unstable.
Those who focused on refining Spirit Power quality, however, were usually people who knew they had little hope of advancing further and wanted to reach the peak of their current Level.
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