Zhuge Lan saw that his loud complaints had attracted the attention of those around him, so he quickly pulled Dugu Bo aside and whispered:
"Look at you, why are you yelling so loudly? Others will think something is wrong with you."

Zhuge Lan comforted:

"Let's calm down first. Maybe there is still a way to find that woman."

Dugu Bo snorted:
"How can we find her? There are so many people here, she would have disappeared long ago."

Zhuge Lan scratched his head, and his eyes suddenly lit up:
"Why don't we go ask the stall owners around here, maybe someone knows that woman."

Dugu Bo thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he and Zhuge Lan went to ask the nearby stall owners.

Everyone said they didn't know the middle-aged woman, or if they knew she did not dare to say it for fear of getting into trouble.

After asking around, I got nothing.

Zhuge Lan sighed and said:

"We can't help it. In this ghost market, everyone hides their true identity deeply. It's very difficult to find the stall owner. This trick caught us all off guard. But then again, this is also a reminder for us that people in the ghost market are unpredictable and transactions must be cautious. We can't be careless due to a momentary negligence."

Dugu Bo calmed down, and his clenched fists gradually loosened, but there was still a bit of unwillingness between his brows:

"You're right, brat. I was careless this time. But how can I, Dugu Bo, be defeated so easily? I will remember this grudge."

Zhuge Lan patted Dugu Bo on the shoulder and said:
"Old Poison, don't just think about revenge, we have to think about what to do next. Although this ghost market is full of good and bad people, it also hides a lot of treasures and opportunities. We can't be scared off by a setback."

Dugu Bo nodded slightly:
"Humph, I won't give up just like that. But this woman's deception skills are so good that she was able to slip away right under our noses. I guess she must have some tricks and background in this ghost market. We have to be careful and don't fall into her trap again."

"Then why don't we look around a bit more and see if we can find some clues about her? Or maybe we can come across something else useful."

Zhuge Lan suggested.

Dugu Bo thought for a moment and said:
"Okay, let's go shopping again. But we have to be more careful this time and not act rashly like before."

The two of them calmed down and continued to stroll through the ghost market, carefully observing the treasures in each stall.

At the same time, he also paid attention to the actions of the people around him to see if he could find any trace of the middle-aged woman.

At this moment, Dugu Bo's attention was attracted by a stall flashing a faint purple light, and he quickly walked forward.

There were all kinds of strange items on the stall, the most eye-catching of which was a pair of purple scorpion pincers soul bones.

This pair of scorpion pincers exuded a faint coolness, and there seemed to be a faint fluctuation of soul power on the pincers.

Seeing this, Zhuge Lan hurriedly followed him even though he didn't know what he had discovered.

Dugu Bo squatted down, picked up the Scorpion Pincer Soul Bone and examined it carefully, with excitement in his eyes:

"Hey, this thing is quite interesting."

Although the owner of this stall was wearing a mask that covered his entire head, the weathered skin could be seen from the wrinkled skin on his hands.

The stall owner should be an elderly man.

He said slowly:

"This gentleman has a good eye. This is a scorpion claw soul bone obtained from a mysterious place. It is extremely poisonous and powerful. If it can be absorbed by the right soul master, its strength will definitely increase greatly."

"What do you think of this pair of soul bones?"

Dugu Bo asked in a low voice.

Zhuge Lan looked at it carefully and nodded:
"It is indeed extraordinary. Judging from its color and aura, it should have been made by a high-level soul beast."

Suddenly, Dugu Bo seemed to have thought of something. He quickly opened the poison prescription he got from the Spirit Hall and carefully read the contents.

It was written in it that among the required materials, there really was this Scorpion Pincer Soul Bone!
Dugu Bo was deeply moved. He did not expect to see such hard-to-find materials in this ghost market.

But he still remained calm and looked at Zhuge Lan.

"Old Poison, do you want this pair of soul bones?"

Zhuge Lan saw through Dugu Bo's thoughts and asked.

Dugu Bo nodded slightly and said softly:

"Judging from the aura emitted by this pair of soul bones, this is definitely not an ordinary thing. Moreover, the poison-making recipe of the Spirit Hall also requires this scorpion claw as an ingredient."

Dugu Bo looked at the stall owner and asked:

"Old man, how did you get this pair of soul bones?"

The stall owner didn't even look at them, but said disdainfully:
"Is this your first time at the ghost market? Do you know the rules here? In the ghost market, you don't care where the treasures come from."

"If I don't know where it came from, how can I know whether your thing is real or fake?"

Dugu Bo retorted.

The stall owner snorted coldly and said impatiently:
"Since you don't know and can't look at the treasure, then don't buy it. Go away."

Wow! How dare he use this attitude when selling things? Zhuge Lan was immediately furious.

He stood up suddenly and was about to start cursing, but luckily Dugu Bo was quick to stop him.

Dugu Bo pulled Zhuge Lan and said softly:
"Don't be so bitter. We really need this scorpion claw. If this old man is stubborn and refuses to sell it to us even if he offers money, we will miss out on the treasure."

Dugu Bo pulled Zhuge Lan behind him, his face still with a calm expression, and bowed slightly to the stall owner and said:
"Old man, please don't be angry. My friend is a little impatient. But we are indeed very interested in this Scorpion Pincer Soul Bone. We just want to learn more about it. No offense."

The stall owner then raised his eyelids, glanced at them coldly, and said:

"Humph, if you want to buy it, then stop asking so many nonsense questions. The quality of this soul bone is right here, and those who know the goods will naturally know its value."

Dugu Bo smiled and said:
"Old man, please name a price. As long as the price is right, we will take this soul bone."

The stall owner stretched out a hand with his five fingers spread out and waved it in front of them.

"Five thousand gold soul coins?"

Zhuge Lan asked.

When Zhuge Lan said five thousand, the stall owner immediately withdrew his hand:
"If you don't want to buy it, can you just go away? Don't affect my business. It's unlucky."

Dugu Bo was also panicked. Zhuge Lan challenged the stall owner's bottom line again and again. He was really afraid that the stall owner would be angry and stop selling to them.

"Is it fifty thousand gold soul coins, old man?"

Dugu Bo asked politely.

The stall owner rolled his eyes at him and snorted:

"Fifty thousand? Do you think my soul bone is an ordinary thing? Five hundred thousand gold soul coins, I won't sell it for a penny less!"

"Half a million!"

Dugu Bo also frowned slightly. This is not a small amount. (End of this chapter)