“Are you guys gonna play or what?” Cindy said, sounding a bit impatient. “If you're playing, pony up the cash. If not, move along. There are plenty of other people waiting in line!”

  Henry and Ryan exchanged a wry smile.

  They spent most of their days on the mountain, their food and board provided by the Exorcist Church. They hardly ever needed money.

  Luckily, they had specifically borrowed some travel money from their junior sister for this demon-hunting trip. Otherwise, they might have found themselves in the embarrassing situation of being demon slayers who couldn't continue their mission because they ran out of funds.

  “$200 each, so that's $400, right?” Ryan said hesitantly, pulling out the few remaining large bills from his pocket.

  Henry also looked troubled.

  That was all the money they had left. If they spent it, they wouldn't even be able to afford the bus ticket home and would have to walk back hungry.

  Finally, Henry gritted his teeth and whispered to Ryan, "Ryan, this is God testing us. As long as we get through this, we'll become famous throughout the land. What does money matter then?"

  Ryan's eyes lit up, and he resolutely handed over his last bit of cash.

  "You're both grown men, perfectly capable. Why is it so difficult for you to pay $400?" Cindy couldn't understand why someone would have so much trouble coughing up $400.

  “Here, take these.” Cindy handed them two pendants.

  "What are these?"

  They took the pendants Cindy offered, puzzled, and after examining them closely, their eyes widened.

  Henry gasped, his hand holding the pendant trembling. He stammered, “Ryan… did you see that clearly?”

  “Ah~!”

  “That's right, this is definitely a magical artifact!”

  Magical artifacts were invaluable tools that could help cultivators in their training or battles. Each one was incredibly precious, especially in this era of declining spiritual energy!

  Even in the Exorcist Church with its thousands of years of history, only a few high-ranking elders possessed magical artifacts. Disciples like them weren't worthy of owning one!

  After a long while, the two of them came to their senses.

  How could Cindy bear to give them such precious items?

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  Could it be that Cindy was interested in them?

  Afraid that they would encounter accidents while exorcising demons, she specially gave them magical artifacts passed down from her ancestors for protection.

  "The ancients didn't deceive me. It turns out the stories in those little books Lynn reads are true,” Henry couldn't help but exclaim.

  Ryan nodded.

  They had a junior sister on the mountain.

  Like most girls, Lynn yearned for beautiful love and would read novels written by people in ancient industries in her spare time.

  When the two were bored, they would snatch a few pages from Lynn's hand to read.

  They were mostly stories about the things between cultivators and mortals.

  At that time, they dismissed it, laughing at Lynn for thinking about such unrealistic things all day.

  They didn't expect to encounter such a thing as soon as they came down the mountain.

  It was true that art came from life.

  “Cindy, this item is too precious, absolutely not!” Henry made a rejecting gesture.

  “Everyone who enters the haunted house gets one, and they must wear it!” Cindy patiently explained.

  “Ah?”

  “Everyone gets one?”

  “How is that possible?”

  The two brothers were dumbfounded.

  Looking around, there were at least a hundred people.

  If everyone had one, wouldn't that be hundreds of magical artifacts? Even the Exorcist Church didn't have such a solid foundation!

  In that instant, the two of them were incomparably shocked.

  Could it be that the old saying was true—masters are hidden among the people?

  The dignified Exorcist Church was actually inferior in wealth to a… amusement park?

  “Come on, you guys come in!”

  Just as the two were lost in thought, Ethan came out of Death House, pointed to the two brothers and other tourists, and then led them into Death House.

  The brothers only came back to their senses after entering Death House.

  “Ryan!” Henry suddenly looked up the moment he stepped into Demon's Town.

  He felt it, the extremely abundant spiritual energy in this world!

  Even if they didn't circulate their techniques, the spiritual energy would penetrate their bodies through their pores and automatically circulate one cycle after another.

  “The concentration of spiritual energy here!” Ryan was shocked.

  The concentration of spiritual energy here was comparable to that of the ancient times, thousands of years ago.

  How was this done, to maintain such abundant spiritual energy in this era of declining spiritual energy?

  “If I could practice here year after year, I could probably break through the bottleneck in just ten years!” Henry gasped.

  “We must not give such a treasure to the evil spirits!” Ryan looked towards Demon's Town.

  He could feel the gathering of countless evil auras there!

  “That's right, if the demons are allowed to practice here in peace, a demon king could be born in less than a year!” Henry nodded.

  The two unconsciously felt the burden on their shoulders become heavier!

  Under this heavy sense of mission, the two had no time to chat and quickened their pace, heading towards Demon's Town.

  In the blink of an eye, the two had rushed out of the crowd and arrived outside Demon's Town.

  Outside Demon's Town, there was a disheveled, skinny old man.

  At this time, he was imitating the scary postures of ghosts in movies that he had just learned from his younger ghost peers.

  The two were also stunned by this sight. For the first time, they saw a ghost that was different from what their masters had said, but a little like a clown making various funny movements.

  "Brother, he must have noticed our arrival and is trying to disguise himself to escape from us!" Ryan thought for a moment and asserted, "Let's go quickly, don't give him a chance to escape!"

  Henry nodded, performed his movement technique, fast as lightning, pinched out a magic seal in his hand, and rushed straight at the skinny old man, roaring like thunder.

  “Bold fiend, I can tell you’re not human with one look, I want you to reveal your true form!”