Chapter 33: Incantation

Wang Lin had no interest in the Fortune Pill. Seeing that the price had been bid up extremely high, he couldn't help but feel sorry for Wang Hao. It seemed Wang Hao wouldn't get this Fortune Pill.

As he was thinking, Wang Hao suddenly shouted beside him, "Spirit Seizing Pill, 230 pills! This is my limit. Any more, and I'm not trading!"

The scene quieted down for a moment. 230 Spirit Seizing Pills was already an extremely high price, and few would exceed it. However, the Fortune Pill was simply too rare, and many people were quite unwilling to give up.

Just then, the person who brought out the Fortune Pill suddenly laughed. He said arrogantly, "You think 230 pills are enough to trade for my Fortune Pill? Dream on! I won't trade for anything less than 2,000 Spirit Seizing Pills!"

Listening to the other party's tone, Wang Lin felt it was very familiar. After carefully observing, he secretly thought that this person was most likely Wang Zhuo, but he couldn't be certain. After all, the other party's figure, voice, and appearance were all hidden in a thick black mist.

Wang Hao hung his head, not uttering a sound for a long time. Everyone at the trade fair was stunned by the other party's arrogant words, and no one inquired further.

The person hosting the trade fair cleared his throat and said, "Alright, since no one wants to trade for the Fortune Pill, let's move on. We'll continue with the transactions."

Not long after, someone else brought out an item and started calling out. Before long, it was Wang Lin's turn. He took out a small bottle and said, "One drop of this mysterious liquid is comparable to one Spirit Seizing Pill. There are about 100 drops here, and I'm only trading for Incantations for Qi Condensation stage 3 and above." After speaking, he opened the bottle cap, and a light, ethereal Qi immediately wafted out.

Many people were quite moved. Spirit Seizing Pills were finished Medicinal Pills, and although they contained Spiritual Qi, they could only be taken orally. This liquid, however, was different; it had many uses. If used in refining Medicinal Pills, it would surely produce miraculous effects.

It could even increase the spirituality when refining Magic Treasures and Flying Swords.

Immediately, someone shouted, "Qi Condensation stage 4 Incantation, I'll trade with you!"

Wang Lin raised an eyebrow and said, "Only the fourth stage?"

"I'll use the Incantations for stages 4, 5, and 6 to trade for your mysterious liquid, how about it?" someone else shouted from the side.

Wang Lin pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I want all Incantations from stages 3 to 15."

"Junior Brother, aren't you making things difficult for us? Among the School's Disciples, even Senior Brother Zhang Kuang, who was the strongest in last year's competition, only reached Qi Condensation stage six. He only possesses the Incantations for stages 7, 8, and 9. As for the Incantations for stages 10 to 15, besides some Junior Martial Uncles, no one has them," that person immediately chuckled.

Wang Lin was startled and hesitated for a moment. Just then, 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 man in purple clothes walking from a small path. He was about twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old, with a cold demeanor. He hadn't used a Shape-Shifting Voice-Changing Pill. After arriving, he swept his gaze around, and everyone immediately trembled in awe, respectfully saying:

"Greetings, Second Senior Brother!"

The purple-clothed man ignored them and stared at Wang Lin, saying, "Do you have 200 drops?"

Wang Lin's heart tightened, and his pupils suddenly contracted. The aura emanating from the other party gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, far exceeding anyone he had ever seen in the Hengyue School.

Neither Master Sun Dazhu nor Senior Brother Zhang could compare to the person in front of him.

"I obtained this liquid by chance. Besides these 100 drops, I have a few dozen more that I plan to take myself, so I don't have that much," Wang Lin said respectfully.

The purple-clothed man pondered for a moment, then flicked his right hand, throwing out a Jade Slip, and said, "Never mind, give me all the remaining liquid, and these Incantations are yours!"

Wang Lin took it, swept his Divine Sense over it, and after confirming it was correct, immediately took out another small bottle from his Storage Pouch. He gently placed it on the ground along with the previous bottle, not approaching the other party.

The purple-clothed man glanced at Wang Lin, then, without a word, beckoned with one hand, grabbing the two bottles from a distance and putting them into his bosom. After a quick scan with his Divine Sense, he nodded and said, "If you get more of this liquid, you can come find me in the back mountain. Whether it's Fortune Pills, Flying Swords, Jade Talismans, or even Incantations for Qi Condensation stage ten and beyond, I have ways to get them." With that, he flicked his sleeve and turned to leave the place.

Wang Lin's eyes narrowed, a cold glint flashing. The other party's words before leaving were truly malicious. Another person might not have immediately caught the hidden meaning, but he had been exceptionally intelligent since childhood, understanding many things clearly in his heart, though he didn't voice them.

The underlying meaning of the other party's words was that anyone who obtained this liquid could exchange it with him for any item, effectively pushing Wang Lin to an extremely dangerous edge with a single sentence.

Although he couldn't see the gazes of others, he felt a prickling sensation on his back, indicating that some people were secretly paying attention to him.

However, ever since Wang Lin decided to take out the Spiritual Qi Spring Water, he had already anticipated potential problems, so he wasn't flustered and calmly surveyed his surroundings.

Everyone continued with the transactions for a while, and eventually the trade fair ended. Those who exchanged for satisfactory items were joyful, while those who didn't were disappointed. With varying thoughts, they all left.

Wang Lin did not leave with Wang Hao. Instead, he secretly affixed dozens of Immortal Talismans to his legs, shooting out like a sharp sword and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Wang Hao was already a clever person. Seeing Wang Lin act this way, how could he not understand? He immediately followed suit, affixing Immortal Talismans and quickly leaving.

The other Disciples who had revealed treasures at the trade fair also did the same, quickly fleeing without a word.

Several Inner Sect Disciples who had harbored ill intentions towards the mysterious liquid Wang Lin revealed were startled by Wang Lin's sudden speed. By the time they wanted to chase, they could no longer see his shadow, so they cursed a few times and left.

Some Disciples with profound cultivation were also not convenient to pursue openly. After all, this was a trade fair among the School's Inner Sect Disciples. If a murder or robbery occurred, once the victim's Master found out, they would certainly not let it go easily.

While running, Wang Lin continuously affixed Immortal Talismans to his legs. The speed enhancement from these Immortal Talismans could be stacked. With dozens of Immortal Talismans applied, his speed was already extremely fast, and he quickly returned to the School.

What he feared most was the purple-clothed man. After returning to the School, he did not immediately go to the Miscellaneous Duties Office. Instead, he cautiously hid in an unoccupied room.

He waited until the sky gradually brightened and the Shape-Shifting Voice-Changing Pill lost its effect, revealing his true appearance, before cautiously stepping out. Fortunately, he didn't find any abnormalities along the way. After returning to the Miscellaneous Duties Office, Wang Lin immediately entered seclusion to Cultivate, no longer bothering with any mundane affairs.