Chapter Thirty-Three: The Secret Formula
Wang Lin had no interest in the Creation Pill, and as he watched the price being bid to an extreme high, he couldn't help but feel a pang of regret for Wang Hao - it seemed that Wang Hao was not going to get the pill.
Just then, Wang Hao suddenly shouted loudly beside him: "Duó Líng Dān, 230 grains!! This is my limit, if there's more, I won't exchange it!"
The scene suddenly fell silent, 230 grains of Ling Dan was already a very high price, and few people would exceed it, but the Cao Hua Dan was really too rare, and many people were not willing to give up.
Just then, the person who took out the creation pill suddenly laughed and said in a domineering tone: "You think you can exchange 230 grains for my creation pill? Dream on! I won't make the exchange unless it's for less than 2000 grains of soul-snatching pill!"
Wang Lin listened to the other party's tone and felt very familiar. He carefully sized him up and thought to himself that this person was probably Wang Zhuo, but he couldn't be certain. After all, whether it was his figure, voice or appearance, the other party was hidden in a thick black fog.
Wang Hao raised his head, silent for half a day. Everyone at the trading meeting was stunned by the other party's arrogant words, and no one asked any questions.
The host of the trading meeting cleared his throat and said, "Alright, since no one is willing to trade for the Canghai Dan, let's move on and continue with the transaction."
Not long after, someone else took out an item and came forward to shout. Before long, it was Wang Lin's turn to come forward, he took out a small bottle that wasn't very big and said: "One drop is comparable to one grain of the mysterious Ling Dan, there are about 100 drops in here, I'll only exchange it for a Condensation Period 3rd layer mantra." After finishing speaking, he opened the bottle cap, instantly a light and nimble aura drifted out.
Many people are quite moved, the Soul-Seizing Pill is after all a finished product, although it has spiritual energy, but can only be taken orally, whereas this one is different, with much more uses, if used to refine pills, it will definitely have an extraordinary effect.
Even when refining magic treasures and flying swords, it can also increase spirituality.
Someone immediately shouted: "Condensing Qi 4th layer oral formula, trade with you!"
Wang Lin raised an eyebrow and said, "Only four floors?"
"I'll use the 4-5-6 three-layer mouth formula to exchange for your mysterious **, how about it?" Someone else shouted from the side.
Wang Lin hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "I want all the incantations from the 3rd to the 15th floor."
"Junior brother, isn't this making things difficult for us? Among the disciples of our sect, even Zhang Kuang, the second senior brother who was the strongest in last year's trial, only reached the sixth layer of Qi Condensation. He also only has the incantations for layers 7, 8 and 9. As for the incantations from layer 10 to 15, apart from some senior uncles, no one else has them." The man immediately chuckled lightly.
Wang Lin was taken aback and hesitated for a moment. Just then, a voice suddenly came from not far away:
"If you have 200 drops of this, I can give you all the oral formulas from 4 to 9!"
Everyone looked over, and saw a man in purple clothes walking from the small road. He was about 28 or 29 years old, with an icy expression, and had not used any disguise pills to change his appearance or voice. After arriving here, he swept his gaze around, and instantly everyone felt a chill run down their spines, and they all respectfully said:
"Join Second Master!"
The man in purple clothes ignored them and stared at Wang Lin, saying: "Do you have 200 drops?"
Wang Lin's heart skipped a beat, his pupils suddenly constricting as he sensed the aura emanating from the other person, giving him an extremely dangerous feeling that far surpassed anyone he had ever met in the Hengyue Sect.
Neither Master Sun Dazhu nor Zhang Shixiong can compare with this person in front of him.
"This is what I accidentally obtained. Apart from these 100 drops, there are several tens of drops that I have prepared for my own use, not so many." Wang Lin said respectfully.
The man in purple robes hesitated for a moment, then flicked his right hand and threw out a jade slip, saying: "Forget it, you take the rest of them, this mantra is yours!"
Wang Lin took it over, scanned his divine consciousness, confirmed that there was no mistake, and immediately took out another small bottle from the storage bag. Along with the previous one, he gently placed them on the ground without approaching the opponent.
The man in purple clothes glanced at Wang Lin, and without saying a word, he reached out with one hand and grabbed two bottles from afar, pulling them into his embrace. He took a brief look at them, nodded and said: "If you get this again, go find me on the back mountain. Whether it's the Cang Hai Dan, the flying sword, the jade symbol, or even the incantation of the tenth layer after the condensation period, I have a way to get it." After finishing speaking, he swung his sleeve and turned to leave the place.
Wang Lin's eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed. The other party's words before leaving were really too vicious. If it were someone else, they might not be able to hear the hidden meaning for a while, but he had been clever since childhood, and many things were clear in his heart, only his mouth didn't say anything.
His words had an underlying implication that anyone who brought this item could exchange it for anything they wanted, and with one sentence, Wang Lin was pushed to the edge of extreme danger.
Although he couldn't see anyone else's gaze, he had a feeling of being pierced by needles on his back, apparently someone among them was secretly paying attention to him.
However, since Wang Lin decided to take out the Spiritual Spring Water, he had already calculated the possible problems in his heart, so he was not flustered and calmly observed his surroundings.
The crowd continued to make deals for a while, and eventually the trading meeting came to an end. Some people left with satisfaction after exchanging for satisfactory items, while others felt disappointed for failing to do so. Each person had their own thoughts and feelings, and they all dispersed.
Wang Lin did not follow Wang Hao, but instead secretly stuck dozens of talismans on his legs, and like a sharp sword, he suddenly rushed out in an instant, disappearing without a trace.
Wang Hao was a clever person and saw Wang Lin like this, how could he not understand? He immediately pretended to be learned and dignified, stuck on the immortal symbol and quickly left.
Looking at the other disciples who revealed their treasures in the trading conference, they all did the same, and hastily retreated without saying a word.
There were several inner disciples with ulterior motives who were startled by Wang Lin's sudden speed, wanting to chase after the already invisible figure, cursing a few times before leaving.
Some disciples with high cultivation bases also did not dare to chase them out openly, after all, this was a transaction meeting between inner door disciples of the sect. If something like murder and robbery were to happen, once the opposing master found out, they would definitely not let it go easily.
Wang Lin ran as he continuously stuck talismans on his legs, these talismans increased speed and could be stacked, after dozens of them were stuck on, his speed was extremely fast, and before long, he returned to the sect.
What he dreaded most was the man in purple clothes. After returning to the sect, he did not immediately go to the miscellaneous affairs office, but instead carefully hid in a room with no one.
When the sky gradually brightened, the Shape-Shifting Pill lost its effect, revealing his true appearance. He cautiously walked out and fortunately did not encounter anything unusual on the way back to the Miscellaneous Pavilion. After returning, Wang Lin immediately went into seclusion to cultivate, no longer paying attention to worldly affairs.
