Chapter 31

Wang Lin’s expression remained calm as he asked, "How much?"

Wang Hao hesitated for a moment and said, "At least 200 spirit tokens!"

"So much? What do you need it for?" Wang Lin was taken aback. He could come up with 200 spirit tokens; in the past few months, the bribes he had received amounted to nearly 500.

Wang Hao sighed, his face grim, and said, "Brother Tiezhu, there are only two months left until the end-of-year inner disciples’ competition. Although I have the qualifications to participate, I don’t have the ability to place. But I’m not content. Wang Zhuo has already reached the peak of the first layer of Qi Condensation, and I heard he’s recently trying to open the second layer."

"How can he cultivate so fast?" Wang Lin, who hadn’t seen Wang Zhuo for a long time, was quite surprised. He secretly thought that talent indeed mattered!

Wang Hao’s face showed resentment as he said, "Isn’t it because he has a good master? His master spared no expense and asked my master for a furnace of Creation Pills. This thing is extremely precious within the sect. After taking it, one’s cultivation speed naturally increases greatly."

Wang Lin nodded, puzzled, and asked, "What does this have to do with borrowing spirit tokens?"

"Of course it does. You don’t interact much with people, so you don’t know. One month before the annual sect competition, the inner disciples secretly hold a small trading fair. At that time, everyone brings out their treasures to exchange with each other, making final preparations for the competition. I heard from the elders who have participated before that anything can be traded at the fair, such as flying swords, magical treasures, and elixirs." Wang Hao whispered, his eyes gleaming.

Hearing this, Wang Lin’s heart raced. He didn’t particularly care about flying swords or magical treasures, but the Qi Condensation incantations tightly gripped his heart. He thought perhaps he could exchange for them there. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "There are only so many inner disciples. Can they sincerely trade with each other?"

Wang Hao laughed derisively and said, "Brother Tiezhu, you’ve hit the nail on the head. So, this trading fair has a rule, which is essentially the qualification to participate. One must have a Transformation Pill. After taking this pill, unless one reaches the Foundation Establishment stage, it’s impossible to detect any difference."

Wang Lin’s eyes flickered, and he said, "You’re borrowing spirit tokens for this pill?"

Wang Hao was taken aback and nodded, "Brother Tiezhu is indeed smart. That’s exactly it. This pill is controlled by my master. Every year at this time, he secretly sells it. The price is 200 spirit tokens per pill!"

Wang Lin pondered for a moment and smiled, "This trading fair sounds interesting. I’d like to go and see it."

Wang Hao quickly said, "Sure, as long as you have the pill, you can participate. I’m participating to obtain a Creation Pill. I heard that an inner disciple is putting one up for sale this time!"

Wang Lin flipped his right hand and took out 400 spirit tokens from his storage bag. These tokens were bundled together, 100 per bundle.

Wang Hao’s eyes gleamed as he took them and placed them in his storage bag, excitedly saying, "Brother Tiezhu, there’s about half a month left. I’ll come find you then, and we’ll go together."

Wang Lin nodded and chatted with him for a while. Wang Hao then got up and took his leave.

After he left, Wang Lin pondered for a moment. He placed great importance on this trading fair. If there were indeed the latter parts of the Qi Condensation incantations, he was determined to obtain them!

However, he didn’t have anything valuable on him, and all his spirit tokens were used to buy the pill. After much thought, he decided to prepare some spirit spring water, which should be very attractive.

With the help of the pill, no one would be able to detect his identity.

Having made up his mind, Wang Lin stopped thinking about it. Since the interval for entering the dream space hadn’t arrived, he began practicing the Gravity Spell at the miscellaneous tasks area.

He had practiced this Gravity Spell countless times in the dream space, and his proficiency was increasing. If he manipulated a gourd, he could achieve success every time. In daily life, he could grab small objects with one hand.

However, if the object was too large, the success rate would decrease. But as his internal spirit energy grew, especially after entering the second layer of Qi Condensation, the power of the Gravity Spell began to show.

After practicing on the large rock for several hours, the sky outside had darkened, and the snow continued to fall. Wang Lin didn’t immediately enter the dream space but stood at the door, staring at the snowflakes, deep in thought.

In the past month of cultivating the second layer, Wang Lin had discovered a problem: the effect of the spirit spring water had decreased. Although this decrease was not significant and could be compensated for with a larger quantity, it brought him a sense of worry.

He was concerned that as his Qi Condensation level increased, there would come a day when the spirit spring water would lose its effect.

"The liquid for soaking the mysterious bead, dew is the best, followed by spring water. However, collecting dew is too slow and insufficient, especially in winter. Only the spring water is simple and practical, and it’s inexhaustible. If the spring water really becomes ineffective one day, I must prepare a substitute in advance." Wang Lin muttered to himself, staring at the thick layer of snow on the ground, his eyes flickering.

He moved his hands slightly, using the Gravity Spell in secret. Large chunks of snow rose from the ground and entered a large vat in the room like a snow dragon.

In a short while, the vat was half full of snow. Wang Lin stopped the Gravity Spell, came to the vat, and made a hand seal. After trying more than ten times, he finally produced a fireball the size of a baby’s fist. The fireball emitted high heat, and the snow melted quickly.

After all the snow had melted, he wiped the sweat from his forehead. Using two different spells in succession had been quite tiring.

The vat contained a small amount of snow water. Without a word, Wang Lin took out the mysterious bead and placed it in the water. After waiting for half an incense stick, he retrieved the bead.

He had thoroughly studied the mysterious bead. For example, soaking it in spring water for half an incense stick was the limit. He had also tried soaking it for longer periods but found that the effect was the same regardless of the duration, as long as it exceeded half an incense stick.

He scooped out some of the water and took a sip, closing his eyes to carefully observe the density of the spirit energy in his body. After a short while, he opened his eyes and muttered to himself, "The effect is much higher than spring water but still lower than dew. It can be used!"

He immediately took out one gourd after another from his storage bag. These gourds were all collected by him on the mountain over the past six months. After a whole night of effort, all the snow in the courtyard was gone, and he had filled a little more than half of the gourds with spirit-infused snow water.