Chapter 32

Over the next few days, apart from being in the dream space, Wang Lin was busy storing snow water. If not for the concern of the spiritual energy overflowing, he would have used large vats as containers long ago. Now, he could only use gourds, but fortunately, he had enough of them. In a few days, he accumulated several hundred small gourds. He calculated that the snow water in these gourds should be enough for him to use in the dream for a long time.

After storing these gourds, Wang Lin began his cultivation. Although the spring water's effect had somewhat diminished, it was not completely ineffective and could still be used.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye. During these ten days, the spring water Wang Lin drank far exceeded what he had consumed in the past. Fortunately, the spring water decomposed immediately in his body and turned into spiritual energy after he drank it; otherwise, his stomach would not have been able to hold so much liquid.

The second layer of the Qi Condensation stage required several times more spiritual energy than the first layer. By now, Wang Lin had actually cultivated in the dream space for more than nine months.

If it were the first layer, nine months of continuous cultivation with an extremely abundant supply of spiritual energy would have certainly brought some achievements. However, now, although he felt that the spiritual energy in his body had increased significantly, it still did not reach a satisfactory effect.

On this day, it was the date agreed upon with Wang Hao. Wang Lin did not enter the dream to cultivate but waited quietly for the other party to arrive. At midnight, it started snowing heavily again, and Wang Hao's figure appeared in Wang Lin's divine sense.

Not long after, Wang Hao pushed the door open but did not enter. He said urgently, "The master's alchemy delayed me. I barely managed to come out. Hurry up, the trading session is about to start."

Saying this, he hurriedly walked out, and Wang Lin immediately followed.

The two stepped on the snow, walking within the sect for a short while before leaving the sect and heading deeper along a mountain path.

The road was extremely slippery, and Wang Hao did not dare to walk fast, proceeding cautiously. He shivered and muttered, "This damned weather, such heavy snow. If I fall into the ravine, I'll seek justice even as a ghost."

Wang Lin, feeling light and agile, did not share the same sentiment. Instead, he found the weather quite good, thinking that after the trading session, he could accumulate more snow water.

After walking for a while, Wang Hao stopped, turned around, and mysteriously handed Wang Lin a green pill, whispering, "We're almost there. I came here a few days ago, and it's just a few more turns. Let's take the pill first so no one can recognize us."

Saying this, he took out another identical pill and swallowed it. A dense black mist quickly spread from his body, enveloping him entirely. A hoarse voice came from the mist, "Can you tell who I am?"

Wang Lin's divine sense scanned the area but could not penetrate the thick mist, which slightly reassured him. He smiled and said, "This pill is indeed miraculous!" Saying this, he swallowed the pill, and the same scene occurred.

The two black misty figures quickly walked deeper, turning a few corners before reaching a clearing at the end of the path.

The clearing was large, and dozens of figures identical to Wang Lin and his companion stood densely, all silent.

After Wang Lin and his companion arrived, they found an empty spot and stood there motionless.

Not long after, seeing no one else coming, one of them stepped forward, cleared his throat, and said hoarsely, "It's time. I'll be the host again, and the rules remain the same. I'll go first." Saying this, he took out a small silver sword and continued, "This flying sword is not from the sect's Spirit Sword Pavilion. I obtained it by chance. It has considerable power. I only want spirit talismans, 500 of them!"

The crowd began to discuss among themselves. After a long while, someone stepped forward without a word, took out 500 spirit talismans, and completed the transaction.

At this moment, another person spoke up, "I have a lower-grade jade talisman that can cast a spell similar to Earth Split three times. I only want ten Spirit Seizing Pills." He took out a translucent jade pendant, showed it briefly, and then put it away.

"I'll trade with you!" someone near Wang Lin said immediately, about to step forward. At this moment, another person quickly said, "I'll offer twelve Spirit Seizing Pills for this jade talisman!"

The previous person hesitated for a moment, glared at the other, and then fell silent, thinking that ten was already the limit.

After that, people took turns stepping forward, taking out their items, and the scene gradually became lively. Occasionally, several people would vie for an item, and the highest bidder would win.

"I have a spell that can be cultivated at the second layer of the Qi Condensation stage. It can conceal one's cultivation for a short time. Unless it's a Foundation Establishment cultivator, no one can detect it. I know this is a bit useless, but I only want ten... five Spirit Seizing Pills." The person speaking hesitated and said uncertainly.

The crowd ridiculed him. This spell was completely useless. Inner disciples relied on their cultivation, and the higher the cultivation, the better the treatment. Who would hide their cultivation for no reason? Even if the spell could conceal it for a long time, it was still temporary, especially at such a high price of five Spirit Seizing Pills.

Seeing no one interested, the person sighed and was about to put it away when Wang Lin suddenly stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Five Spirit Seizing Pills, I'll trade!"

The other person was stunned, then immediately delighted, and hurriedly completed the transaction.

Holding the jade slip containing the spell, Wang Lin was surprised. He had never seen such a thing before. His divine sense scanned it, and the incantation of the spell immediately came to mind.

This thing was not very useful to others, but it was extremely useful to him. Although it could only conceal his cultivation for a short time, it was not perfect.

At this moment, another person stepped forward. Despite his hoarse voice, he had a high and proud tone, saying, "One Creation Pill, anyone who wants it, bid!"

Wang Hao immediately became excited and quickly said, "Twenty Spirit Seizing Pills!"

"Thousand spirit talismans and one flying sword!"

"Two thousand spirit talismans!"

"Thirty Spirit Seizing Pills and five hundred spirit talismans."

"One lower-grade jade talisman, one flying sword, ten Spirit Seizing Pills, and five hundred spirit talismans!"

The crowd shouted their bids loudly, clearly valuing the Creation Pill greatly. Wang Lin learned from Wang Hao that the Creation Pill was a very precious medicine. After taking it, the effects would last for two months, during which the cultivator's absorption of spiritual energy would increase several times. It was the preferred item for many inner disciples to advance to the next layer of the Qi Condensation stage.

Even within the sect, this item was extremely precious. Each disciple had only two chances to obtain it in their lifetime: one when they advanced to the black robe and two when they advanced to the purple robe.