Wang Lin wasn't interested in the Good Fortune Pill at all. Seeing that the price had reached such a high price, he couldn't help but feel sorry for Wang Hao. It seemed that Wang Hao wouldn't be able to obtain the Good Fortune Pill.
Just as he was thinking, Wang Hao suddenly shouted, "230 Spirit Gathering Pills!!
This is my limit. Any more and I won't trade! "
The scene quieted down. 230 Spirit Gathering Pills was already an extremely high price. Very few people could surpass it, but the Good Fortune Pill was simply too rare. Many people were unwilling.
Just at this moment, the person who took out the Good Fortune Pill suddenly laughed. He arrogantly said, "You want to trade for my Good Fortune Pill with 230 pills? Keep dreaming! I won't trade for less than 2000 Spirit Gathering Pills!"
Wang Lin felt that the person's tone was very familiar. After carefully sizing him up, he guessed that this person was most likely Wang Zhuo. However, he couldn't be sure. After all, whether it was his figure, voice, or appearance, this person was hidden in the thick black fog.
Wang Hao lowered his head and didn't make a sound. Everyone at the trade fair was stunned by this person's arrogant words. No one asked.
The person in charge of the trade fair coughed and said, "Alright, since no one wants to trade for the Good Fortune Pill, let's move on and continue the trade."
Not long after, someone else took out an item and went up to shout.
Not long after, it was Wang Lin's turn. He took out a small bottle and said, "One drop of this mysterious liquid is equivalent to one Spirit Gathering Pill. There are about 100 drops in here. I'll only trade for the chant after the third level of Qi Condensation." He opened the bottle and a light aura floated out.
Many people were tempted. After all, the Spirit Gathering Pill was a finished product. Although it contained spiritual energy, it could only be taken orally. However, this liquid was different. If it was used to refine pills, it would definitely have miraculous effects.
It could even be used to refine magic treasures and flying swords to increase its spirituality.
Someone immediately shouted, "I'll trade with you for the chant for the fourth level of Qi Condensation!"
Wang Lin raised his eyebrows and said, "Only the fourth level?"
"I'll trade the chant for the fourth, fifth, and sixth levels for your mysterious liquid. How about it?" someone else shouted.
Wang Lin pondered for a while and shook his head. "I want all the incantations from level 3 to 15."
"Junior Brother, aren't you just making things difficult for us? Last year's competition, the strongest disciple in the sect was Second Elder Brother Insolent, but he was only at the sixth level of Qi Condensation. He only has the mnemonic for the seventh, eighth, and ninth levels. Other than some of the Sect Uncles, no one else has the mnemonic for the tenth to fifteenth levels."
Wang Lin was taken aback and hesitated for a moment. At this moment, a voice suddenly came from not far away.
"If you have 200 drops of this liquid, I can give you all the incantations from 4 to 9!"
Everyone looked over and saw a purple-robed man walking over from a small path. He was about twenty-nine years old and had a cold expression on his face. He didn't use a Shapeshifting Voice Pill. After he arrived, his gaze swept across the area, and everyone was instantly frightened out of their wits.
"Greetings, Second Senior Brother!"
The purple-robed man didn't pay attention to them. He stared at Wang Lin and said, "Do you have 200 drops?"
Wang Lin's heart tightened and his pupils shrank. The aura this person emitted gave him a very dangerous feeling. It was far more dangerous than anyone he had seen in the Heng Yue Sect.
Whether it was his master Sun Dazhu or Senior Brother Zhang, none of them could compare to this person.
Wang Lin respectfully said, "I obtained this liquid by chance. Aside from these 100 drops, I still have a few dozen drops for myself. I don't have that many."
The purple-robed man pondered for a bit, then threw out a jade slip and said, "Fine, give me the rest of the liquid and the chant is yours!"
Wang Lin caught it and scanned it with his divine sense. After confirming there was no mistake, he took out a small bottle from his bag of holding and gently placed it on the ground. He didn't approach the purple-robed man.
The purple-robed man glanced at Wang Lin. Without saying a word, he grabbed the two bottles and put them in his pocket. He scanned them with his divine sense and said, "If you get this liquid again, you can come find me in the back mountains. Whether it's the Pill of Fortune, flying swords, jade talismans, or even the chant for the 10th layer of Qi Condensation, I have a way to get them." With that, he waved his sleeves and left.
Wang Lin's eyes narrowed and a cold light flashed. The words the purple-robed man said before he left were too vicious. If it was someone else, they wouldn't be able to hear the hidden meaning, but Wang Lin had been smart since he was young. He knew many things, he just didn't say them out loud.
The hidden meaning behind the purple-robed man's words was that no matter who it was, they could come to him to exchange for anything. One sentence pushed Wang Lin to the edge of danger.
Although he couldn't see the gazes of the others, he felt as if there were needles on his back. It was obvious that someone was secretly watching him.
However, ever since Wang Lin decided to take out the Spiritual Energy spring water, he had already calculated the possible problems that could occur. He didn't panic and calmly looked around.
Everyone continued to trade for a bit until the trade fair ended. Some people were happy that they had traded for something they liked, while others were depressed that they didn't. Everyone had different thoughts and left.
Wang Lin didn't leave with Wang Hao. Instead, he secretly stuck dozens of Immortal talismans on his legs. Like a sharp sword, he shot out and disappeared without a trace.
Wang Hao was a quick-witted person. Seeing Wang Lin act like this, how could he not understand? He immediately followed suit, sticking Immortal talismans on his legs and flying away.
Looking at the other disciples who had revealed their treasures at the trade fair, they all did the same. Without a word, they hurriedly left.
There were a few Inner Sect disciples who had bad intentions towards the mysterious liquid that Wang Lin had revealed. However, they were startled by Wang Lin's sudden speed. They wanted to chase after him, but they couldn't see his shadow. They all cursed and left.
Some of the disciples with high cultivation bases couldn't openly chase after him. After all, this was a trade fair between Inner Sect disciples. If someone killed someone and stole something, once the other party's master found out, they wouldn't let it go easily.
As Wang Lin ran, he constantly stuck Immortal talismans on his legs. The speed increased by the Immortal talismans could be stacked. With dozens of Immortal talismans, his speed was extremely fast. Not long after, he returned to the Sect.
What he feared the most was the purple-robed man. After returning to the Sect, he didn't immediately go to the Chore Department. Instead, he carefully hid in an empty room.
When the sky gradually brightened, the Transformation and Voice Transformation Pill lost its effect and revealed its true appearance. Only then did he carefully walk out. Luckily, he didn't find anything strange along the way. After returning to the Chore Department, Wang Lin immediately went into seclusion to cultivate, no longer caring about anything else.