Chapter 74: A Bluffing Magic Treasure

"I, Wang, am Cultivating here. I am unwilling to harm anyone unless absolutely necessary. If you retreat now and no longer disturb my cultivation, today's matter will be put to rest." Wang Lin's eyes flickered with a cold light as he spoke coldly.

The Strange Man's face showed confusion. He opened his mouth and uttered a few sharp-sounding words. Wang Lin frowned, unable to understand a single word. The other party clearly couldn't understand what he was saying either.

Wang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly moved a few steps to the side, arriving beneath a broken wall. When the Strange Man saw Wang Lin move, he immediately became wary.

Wang Lin waved his right hand, quickly drawing on the broken wall. The Strange Man was stunned, staring at Wang Lin's fingers without blinking, a look of understanding gradually appearing on his face.

Wang Lin's fingers moved swiftly, sketching a crude map representing the ruins on the wall. Then, he stared at the Strange Man, drawing a line through the middle of the sketch, dividing it into two halves.

Afterward, Wang Lin pointed at the Strange Man, his finger landing on the right half. Then he pointed at himself, his finger landing on the left side. After doing all this, Wang Lin's finger slowly moved from right to left, leaving a mark on the wall. At this point, he stared at the Strange Man, his eyes filled with a chilling killing intent, the meaning self-evident.

"If you come here again, I, Wang, will risk expending all my spiritual power to eliminate you."

The Strange Man's face showed enlightenment. He hesitated, touched his chest, and a look of lingering fear appeared in his eyes. He glanced warily at the Scabbard and Flying Sword floating in front of Wang Lin, then opened his mouth and let out a series of strange, sharp sounds.

Wang Lin frowned. Seeing that Wang Lin didn't understand him, the Strange Man immediately grew anxious. He gesticulated wildly with his large hands for a long time, then finally slapped his head, jumped to a nearby spot, and punched a broken wall. The moment his fist struck the wall, the symbols all over his body flashed fiercely, and the wall crumbled into pieces with a boom.

The Strange Man picked up a few碎石 (Broken Stones), a look of recollection on his face. He arranged the stones around, and after doing so, he looked expectantly at Wang Lin, letting out a few more strange shouts.

Wang Lin's brows relaxed slightly. With a grab in the air with his right hand, all the stones around the Strange Man immediately floated up and were arranged according to a certain pattern. Then, he performed Hand Seals with his right hand and sent out a white light, and a mist instantly appeared, covering the area of the stones.

"Are you talking about this Formation?" Wang Lin stared at the Strange Man and said unhurriedly.

The Strange Man immediately gesticulated wildly, looking quite excited. He slapped his chest, and the symbols on his body flashed. He let out a low shout, spread his hands, and suddenly the ground shook. The ground where the Small Maze Formation was located slowly rose, revealing a huge deep pit.

The Small Maze Formation, floating in mid-air, was like a small mountain, held above the Strange Man's head. He nodded at Wang Lin, then turned and left in a hurry. He hadn't gone far when he stopped, looked back at Wang Lin deeply, shouted loudly, and at the same time, held the small mountain with one hand and made gestures to Wang Lin with the other, then quickly disappeared into the city.

Wang Lin stared at the retreating figure. It wasn't that he hadn't considered killing the other party, but the yellow paper on the Strange Man was too peculiar. Unless absolutely necessary, Wang Lin was unwilling to engage in a life-and-death struggle with him, so he chose to communicate.

As he was pondering, his expression suddenly changed, and killing intent instantly appeared in his eyes. The Flying Sword hummed, emitting a chilling Aura. The Strange Man had returned!

"You're courting death!" Wang Lin looked at the figure that suddenly appeared in the distance, his voice cold and drawn out.

The Strange Man quickly stopped, holding a round object and waving it repeatedly in front of him, his face showing an explanatory expression. Seeing that Wang Lin's eyes were still cold, he threw the object in his hand towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin unhurriedly retreated several steps. The Strange Man hadn't thrown it with much force, so the round object rolled to a stop not far in front of Wang Lin.

After throwing the item, the Strange Man grinned at Wang Lin, then immediately turned and disappeared into the chilling Aura.

By this time, the sky was gradually brightening. Wang Lin cautiously watched the direction the Strange Man had left. After a long while, he finally withdrew his gaze and slowly walked to where the round object lay, looking down.

It was a round bead only one-tenth the size of a fist, covered in dust, with even some fine cracks along its edges. As he looked, Wang Lin's expression suddenly shifted. He picked up a stone nearby and gently tapped the bead. The bead immediately rolled backward.

Faint spiritual energy fluctuations emanated from the bead.

"Is this a Magic Treasure?" He was startled. With a grab in the air with his right hand, the bead floated up. He cautiously observed it for a long time, finally his eyes flickered, and he unhesitatingly grabbed it in his hand, sweeping it with his Divine Sense and activating his spiritual power.

Immediately, a wisp of white smoke emerged from the round bead. This dense white smoke floated in mid-air, transforming in a blink of an eye into an ancient old man in white robes. This old man had white hair and wrinkled skin, a hooked nose and hawk-like eyes, and exuded a dangerous Aura. He seemingly casually glanced at Wang Lin, revealing a look of mockery, and slowly spoke: "Do you dare to fight this old man?"

Wang Lin was startled, retreating a few steps. Upon closer inspection, the opponent's cultivation seemed to be around the fifteenth layer of the Qi Condensation stage. He touched his nose, his eyes flickering, and increased the flow of spiritual power.

As the spiritual power flowed, the old man's Aura rapidly climbed, finally stopping at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage. His white hair moved without wind, and the old man's body floated up, his eyes filled with towering Battle Intent, muttering: "Do you dare to fight this old man?"

Wang Lin was completely dumbfounded. He couldn't quite grasp the function of this round bead Magic Treasure. After a brief contemplation, he once again increased the flow of spiritual power.

Extremely bright light flashed in the old man's eyes, and his Aura suddenly surged dramatically. Every movement caused gusts of wind and thunder, eventually reaching a level where Wang Lin couldn't discern his cultivation and felt a shock in his heart with just a glance. At this moment, the old man let out a deep breath, and with the demeanor of an peerless expert looking down upon the world, he clasped his hands behind his back, a look of loneliness on his face, and said indifferently: "Those below the Core Formation stage are not worthy to fight this old man. Scram!"

Wang Lin's heart stirred, and he withdrew his spiritual power. The old man immediately disappeared, transforming back into white smoke and shrinking into the round bead. With a 'crack' sound, another crack appeared on the round bead.

Wang Lin stared at the round bead in his hand, speechless for a long time. He was thoroughly convinced by the function of this Magic Treasure! This was an illusion Magic Treasure, so realistic that it was almost indistinguishable from reality. The old man it conjured, in terms of expression, temperament, speech, and actions, possessed the demeanor of a true "master," especially that last line: "Those below the Core Formation stage are not worthy to fight this old man. Scram."

His Aura and expression had reached the Peak. Wang Lin admitted that even if he himself encountered it, he would find it difficult to discern the illusion, as the Aura emanating from the old man, in the eyes of most people, was that of a genuine peerless expert!

Moreover, as his cultivation increased, the more spiritual power flowed into the bead, the stronger the old man conjured would be. It was truly the best choice for scaring people!

"This blue-skinned Strange Man is quite interesting. Taking the Small Maze Formation, he must have felt apologetic, so he sent me such a treasure," Wang Lin muttered with a light chuckle as he put away the Magic Treasure.

From this incident, he immediately deduced that the Strange Man likely couldn't use Magic Treasures, and also that there must be other treasures hidden within this ruined city.

Now, this ruined city had become a mysterious Treasure Trove in Wang Lin's eyes.

"Possessing light that can heal any injury, illusionary Magic Treasures, and a mysterious Strange Man, just how many secrets are hidden here?" Wang Lin rubbed his chin. By this time, the sky was completely bright. He rearranged the Formation around his cultivation area, then sat inside, drank a mouthful of Yin Cold Dew, and began to breathe and absorb.

Time flew by, and two months passed.

On this day, Wang Lin sat cross-legged in his room. After two months of absorbing Yin Cold Qi, a dense Yin Cold Qi Mass had formed within his body. With this, he prepared for his first aperture冲窍 (冲窍) of the Yellow Springs Ascending Aperture Art.

Wang Lin's eyes flickered. He had thoroughly researched the Yellow Springs Ascending Aperture Art and was well-acquainted with the three major apertures described in the Cultivation Technique.

The locations of the three major apertures are the Dantian in the lower abdomen, the Qi Sea in the chest, and the Ancestral Aperture in the head.

These three positions each require being shattered and established three times, cycling in this manner to form a Cold Core. Simply put, for example, the Dantian, according to the Yellow Springs Ascending Aperture Art's description, after the first layer reaches Major Achievement, the Dantian opens. But to Cultivate the second layer of the Cultivation Technique, the Dantian must first shatter and then open again.

The Yellow Springs Ascending Aperture Art emphasizes the principle of 'no breaking, no establishing; first breaking, then establishing'.

Wang Lin pondered for a moment, then, following the method in the Cultivation Technique, he mobilized the Yin Cold Qi Mass in his lower abdomen and began the first aperture-冲窍 (冲窍).

Under his control, the Yin Cold Qi Mass spun faster and faster, and waves of intense pain emanated from his lower abdomen. Wang Lin remembered the Cultivation Technique well and knew that this was a normal reaction before the aperture opened. The more intense the pain, the closer the opening of the aperture.

This kind of pain was unbearable for ordinary people. It was like a sharp knife piercing his lower abdomen, constantly twisting and tearing. Beads of sweat dripped from Wang Lin's forehead, and in just a few seconds, his entire body was drenched in sweat.

The Qi mass, under rapid rotation, formed a Vortex. The Yin Cold Qi quickly spread around, and from the outside, Wang Lin's abdomen turned blue, with frost gradually appearing.

Wang Lin clenched his teeth, the pain grew more intense, and the Yin Cold Qi immediately swept through his entire body.

At this very moment, as the Qi mass rotated, a deep, dark black hole appeared. The moment it appeared, the Yin Cold Qi Mass, like a stone ox entering water, rapidly sank into it.

Immediately afterward, the spiritual power within his body also seemed to be devoured, frantically gushing out from various parts of his body and being sucked into the black hole.

A strange change occurred within the black hole. The spiritual power flowing into it, which had previously coexisted with the Yin Cold Qi without interference, now, upon entering, immediately seemed to contend for territory, clashing violently with each other.

Gradually, the Yin Cold Qi and spiritual power began to mutually devour and undergo Fusion, ultimately forming a unique, mutated spiritual power that slowly rotated within the black hole.