Chapter 335. Soul Formation Cultivator of the Treasure Refining Pavilion (1/2)

Disciples of the Treasure Refining Pavilion brought fruit especially produced in the Sea of Devils to the room on the third floor, but no one touched them.

When sitting in this room, one only needed to look down to see the giant stage where the auction will take place.

Wang Lin and Li Muwan quietly chatted with each other. Li Muwan would occasionally smile, revealing a look of tenderness and satisfaction

Lu Fei and Tie Tan sat cross-legged at the door, both cultivating.

At some point, Wang Lin gave the two of them some pointers, inspiring them to cultivate even more enthusiastically. They had been cultivating almost the entire time they had been here. According to Wang Lin, only after sorting out all the chaos in their spiritual energy could they start comprehending the Soul Formation stage.

Although the two of them had been late stage Nascent Soul cultivators for a long time, they still hadn’t reached the peak of the late stage of Nascent Soul.

Unless they gain some special understanding, the only way was to reach peak of late stage Nascent Soul step by step and then try to break through to the Soul Formation stage.

Ever since they started following Wang Lin, they felt extremely confident about reaching the Soul Formation stage. Although the two of them had lived longer than Li Muwan, it was not by much. If they couldn’t reach the Soul Formation stage in 100 years, they would die.

This was one of the main reasons why they were determined to follow Wang Lin.

Just at this moment, a divine sense came from the room to the left. Lu Fei and Tie Yan suddenly opened their eyes. Lu Fei spread out his divine sense to slam into the incoming divine sense.

A miserable scream came from the room to the left, and the divine sense quickly dissipated.

Wang Lin didn’t pay any attention to this at all. He continued to talk with Li Muwan. This was because he had barely ever spent any time with her.

Even more so than tenderness, Wang Lin felt like he owed her too much.

A divine sense came from the room to the left again, but this time it was multiple divine senses intertwined together. Tie Yan’s eyes lit up, and along with Lu Fei, they both spread out their divine senses and slammed into the incoming divine sense.

“So bold! I want to see who dares to be this arrogant!” a cold voice from the room to the left said. Lu Fei and Tie Yan’s divine senses lost, but they weren’t injured. Instead, they sneered.

“Sect master, this person isn’t a Soul Formation cultivator. He only has been in the late stage of Nascent Soul longer than the two of us. He must be at the peak of the late stage of Nascent Soul.”

The moment Lu Fei finished speaking, a person walked out of the room to the left. This person was wearing purple and had a head of white hair. He made his way toward Wang Lin’s room.

He was very angry. Originally, his disciple was just curious because he saw the Treasure Refining Pavilion’s Xu Luo personally lead someone in and wanted to see who they were.

However, he didn’t expect that person to shatter his disciple’s divine sense and injure him, so he angrily walked out.

After arriving outside the room, the old man opened the curtain and looked inside. However, all he was met with Wang Lin’s cold stare.

The old man’s eyes met Wang Lin’s, and then he suddenly took several steps back. His forehead was covered in sweat, and his Nascent Soul was almost shattered. He immediately realized that the young man must’ve been a Soul Formation cultivator.

The old man secretly complained. He didn’t want to cause trouble with a Soul Formation cultivator.

But he was too afraid to move. He could only let out a bitter smile and say, “Junior didn’t know that senior was here. I was rash and hope senior can forgive me.”

Wang Lin began to ponder. When he laid his eyes on this old man in purple, he felt a sense of familiarity. It must’ve been someone he knew.

However, it had been too long and he couldn’t remember right away.

At this moment, a laugh suddenly came from outside as the old man from the Treasure Refining Pavilion walked up to the third floor. He didn’t even look at the purple-robed old man when he arrived outside the door. With a smile on his face, he said, “I, cultivator Hu, heard that there was a fellow Soul Formation cultivator at the auction this time. I came to see, but I didn’t expect to meet someone I knew.”

As he spoke, the curtain to the room opened on its own and the old man walked in.

Lu Fei and Tie Yan’s expressions changed. They quickly backed up and stood behind Wang Lin.

“Sit!” Wang Lin faintly smiled.

The old man looked at Li Muwan and smiled. “Looks like fellow cultivator made it. I wonder how many flame threads you managed to obtain.”

Wang Lin was shocked. When they met back then, he was wearing the straw hat and didn’t allow the old man to see his true identity. The old man must’ve had his own special method to be able to recognize Wang Lin at a glance. Wang Lin smiled and said, “The hole was too small, so I didn’t get many.”

The old man nodded before saying, “I was also limited by the hole and didn’t get many. However, when I went there a few years ago, I found an ancestral thread that had grown quite a bit.”

After he finished speaking, he looked toward Wang Lin. He was very wary of Wang Lin. If it wasn’t for the fact he cultivated a secret technique that allowed him to identify someone by their physical body, he wouldn’t have known that Wang Lin was that Soul Formation cultivator with the straw hat.