In the following days, other than in the dreamland, Wang Lin was busy storing snow water. If it weren't for the fact that he was worried about spiritual energy leaking out, he would have used a large vat as a container. Right now, he could only use gourds. Thankfully, he had quite a few gourds. After a few days, he had accumulated hundreds of small gourds. He estimated that the snow water in these gourds would be enough to last him a long time in the dreamland.
After storing the gourds, Wang Lin began to cultivate. Although the spring water's effectiveness had decreased, it wasn't completely ineffective. He could still use it.
In the blink of an eye, ten days passed. During these ten days, Wang Lin had drunk far more spring water than he had in the past. Thankfully, the spring water immediately dissolved into spiritual energy within his body. Otherwise, his stomach wouldn't have been able to hold so much liquid.
The second level of Qi Condensation required several times more spiritual energy than the first level. By now, Wang Lin had actually been cultivating in the dreamland for more than nine months.
If he had been cultivating in the first level for nine months, and had an abundant supply of spiritual energy, he would have had some minor success. But now, although he could feel that his spiritual energy had increased by quite a bit, it still hadn't reached a satisfactory level.
Today was the day he had agreed to meet with Wang Hao. Wang Lin didn't enter the dreamland to cultivate. Instead, he quietly waited for Wang Hao to arrive. It was midnight, and it was snowing heavily outside. Wang Hao's figure appeared in Wang Lin's divine sense.
Before long, Wang Hao pushed open the door, but didn't walk in. He hurriedly said, "Master was delayed by pill concocting. It wasn't easy for me to get out. Hurry, the trade fair is about to begin."
With that, he hurriedly walked out, followed by Wang Lin.
The two of them stepped on the snow and walked in the sect for a short while. Then, they left the sect and walked along the mountain path into the depths.
The road was extremely slippery, so Wang Hao didn't dare to walk too fast. He cautiously walked forward. His body shivered as he cursed, "This damned weather. It's snowing so heavily. If I fall down a mountain stream, even as a ghost I'll demand justice."
Wang Lin's body was light, so he didn't feel the same way. In fact, he felt that the weather was good. Once the trade fair was over, he should be able to accumulate a lot of snow water.
After walking for a while, Wang Hao stopped and mysteriously handed Wang Lin a green medicinal pill. He whispered, "We're almost there. I came here a few days ago. Just a few more turns and we'll be there. Let's take the pill first. Don't let anyone recognize us."
With that, he took out a similar medicinal pill and popped it into his mouth. A thick, black mist quickly spread out from his body, wrapping around him. A hoarse voice came from the mist. "How is it? Can you tell who I am?"
Wang Lin's divine sense spread out and found that it was as if it was stuck in mud. Only then did he relax a bit and say, "This pill is indeed mysterious!" With that, he threw the pill into his mouth and the same thing happened.
The two of them quickly walked into the depths of the dark mist. After a few turns, an empty space appeared at the end of the path.
The open space was very large, and there were dozens of shadows that looked exactly like Wang Lin and Li Wuyou standing there. All of them were silent.
After arriving, Wang Lin and Wang Hao found an empty spot and stood there motionlessly.
Not long after, seeing that no one else was coming, one of them walked out. He coughed and said hoarsely, "Time's up. I'll still be the host this time. The rules are the same. I'll go first."
With that, he took out a small silver sword and continued, "This flying sword doesn't belong to the Sword Spirit Pavilion. I got it by chance. It's quite powerful. I only want five hundred talismans!"
Some of the people in the crowd discussed among themselves. After waiting for a long time, one of them took out five hundred talismans and made a deal with the other party.
At this moment, another person said, "I have a low-grade jade talisman here. It can cast a spell similar to the Earth Splitting Spell three times. I only want ten Spirit-Seizing Pills." He took out a sparkling and translucent jade pendant, waved it in front of him, and put it away.
"I'll trade with you!"
Not far from Wang Lin, a person immediately said. Just as he was about to step forward, another person quickly said, "I'll give you twelve Spirit Gathering Pills in exchange for this jade talisman!"
The first person hesitated and glared at the other person. He didn't say anything. He thought that ten pills was the limit.
After that, the crowd stepped forward one by one and took out their items. The scene became more and more lively. Sometimes, there were people fighting over an item. In the end, the highest bidder won.
"I have a spell. As long as you are at the second level of Qi Condensation, you can practice it. It can hide your cultivation for a short period of time. Unless you are at the Foundation Establishment stage, you won't be able to detect it. I know this thing is of little use. I only want ten … five Spirit Gathering Pills." The person who spoke hesitantly said.
Everyone laughed. This spell was completely useless. Inner sect disciples spoke based on their cultivation. The higher their cultivation, the better they would be treated. Who would hide their cultivation for no reason? If this spell could hide their cultivation for a long time, then it would be fine. But it was only for a short period of time. What's more, it was so expensive. Five Spirit Gathering Pills.
Seeing that no one was interested, the person who spoke sighed and was about to take it. At this moment, Wang Lin suddenly stepped forward and said, "Five Spirit Gathering Pills. I'll trade with you!"
The person was startled and immediately became happy. He quickly went forward to trade.
Holding the jade talisman, Wang Lin was startled. He had never seen this thing before. He scanned it with his divine sense and the incantation for this spell appeared in his mind.
This thing wasn't very useful to others, but to him, it was very useful. Although it could only hide his cultivation for a short period of time, it wasn't perfect.
At this time, another person walked out. Although his voice was hoarse, he was quite arrogant. He said proudly, "One Good Fortune Pill. If you want it, name your price!"
Wang Hao immediately became excited and quickly said, "Twenty Spirit Gathering Pills!"
"One thousand Immortal Talismans and one flying sword!"
"Two thousand Immortal Talismans!"
"Thirty Spirit Gathering Pills and five hundred Immortal Talismans!"
"One low grade jade talisman, one flying sword, ten Spirit Gathering Pills and five hundred Immortal Talismans!"
Everyone shouted out their prices. Obviously, this Good Fortune Pill was very important.
Wang Lin learned from Wang Hao that this Good Fortune Pill was a very precious medicine. After consuming it, the medicinal effect would stay in the body for two months. During these two months, the cultivator's absorption of spiritual energy would increase several times. It was the first choice for many Inner Sect disciples to open the next stage of Qi Condensation.
Even within the sect, this thing was very precious. Every disciple under normal circumstances only had two chances to obtain it in their lifetime. When they were promoted to black robe, they could get one, and when they were promoted to purple robe, they could get two.