I Just Want to Cultivate Quietly and Farm

Chapter 315: Chapter 201: Treasure-Seeking Spirit Pearl

That’s right, it is indeed this person.

Li Mu confirmed the identity of the other party, and he began to have doubts about his previous speculations.

This person seems to be named Wan Ling Daoist, and he has been secretly observing me because we are acquaintances?

If that is really the case, then there is no danger.

Just as Li Mu was frowning in thought, Wan Ling Daoist stood up, smilingly approaching, ”Fellow Daoist, do you remember me?”

Li Mu put down the teacup, showing a faint smile, and responded with cupped hands, ”Fellow Daoist Wan Ling, it’s unexpected to meet here after parting in Bihai City.”

”Haha, it’s fate. I also did not expect to meet you here,” Wan Ling Daoist said, and as he spoke, he took out a pot of spirit wine from a stored magical treasure, opened the bottle, and the fragrance of wine filled the air as he poured a cup for Li Mu, then sat down in front of him.

Seeing Wan Ling Daoist so enthusiastic, Li Mu’s mind was uncertain, yet he still drank a cup with him, feeling the spirit wine rich and fragrant.

Li Mu lowered his head, glanced at the spirit wine, and casually complimented, ”Good wine!”

”If Fellow Daoist likes it, let’s drink a few more cups. This auction won’t start for a while, as there are many powerhouses who haven’t arrived yet!” Wan Ling Daoist familiarly introduced, obviously having attended the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion’s auction more than once and being very familiar with the process.

People gradually entered, and seeing Wan Ling Daoist, they approached familiarly, three men and two women together, making it quite lively.

Four Nascent Soul Peaks and one Mid-Stage Nascent Soul; their strengths seem good. This Wan Ling Daoist appears to have wide connections!

As a ’Gou Cultivator, Home Cultivator,’ Li Mu felt admiration for such sociable and well-connected people.

”Wan Ling, who is this fellow Daoist?”

A man dressed in a black cloak, with a bamboo flute at his waist, looked at Li Mu curiously and asked.

The others were also curious, glancing at Li Mu for a few moments, but seeing that he was only at the Early Stage of Nascent Soul, they didn’t pay much attention.

Wan Ling Daoist looked slightly embarrassed, as he had forgotten to ask this fellow Daoist’s surname and momentarily had no answer.

Li Mu slightly stood up, cupped his hands, and introduced himself, ”My surname is Zhang!”

Upon learning Li Mu’s surname, the group only smiled politely and did not engage in further conversation.

Though Li Mu was a Nascent Soul True Monarch, he was only at the Early Stage of Nascent Soul, appearing already quite elderly and frail. Clearly, his talent was just that; he likely couldn’t even reach Mid-Stage Nascent Soul, let alone hope to step into Divinity Transformation. Moreover, he was silent and not sociable, so they wouldn’t make efforts to form ties with him.

Li Mu wasn’t taken seriously, and the group sat down, chatting and laughing with Wan Ling Daoist, completely ignoring him.

On the contrary, Wan Ling Daoist occasionally chatted with Li Mu, displaying friendliness.

Li Mu casually responded a few times, reacting indifferently, and was wary of Wan Ling Daoist’s deliberate closeness, hence didn’t actively engage.

Unconsciously, the topic of the group’s idle chatter gradually shifted to the ancient ruins appearing in the Star Gazing Sea.

”Water Mansion ruins?” Li Mu slightly raised his eyes, asking curiously.

Listening to their conversation, Li Mu slowly became intrigued by exploration as Wan Ling Daoist narrated that it could very well be the ancient mansion of a cultivator beyond the Integration Stage.

However, he only sought the Two-Horned Cyan Moon Flood Dragon and wasn’t interested in this Ancient Cultivator Prefect, but now he was gradually becoming a bit interested.

Seeing Li Mu’s focused attention, Wan Ling Daoist, sitting beside him, smilingly refilled his cup and continued detailing, ”The ancient ruins were already forcefully entered by strong forces from Divinity Transformation and Refining Void realms sent by major powers who learned the news some time ago. Its treasures have long been scavenged, but this Ancient Cultivator’s Mansion belonged to a being in the Integration Realm, and there are plenty of treasures inside.”

”Unfortunately, we are too weak and can only pick up scraps behind them, but those scraps are treasures for us, and it’s worth the trip,” Wan Ling Daoist spoke joyfully.

The group sitting at the same table were also the teammates who entered those ancient ruins with Wan Ling Daoist, and upon hearing his words, their expressions varied.

Some appeared satisfied with their gains, while others seemed unsatisfied with the little they acquired.

But all this had nothing to do with Li Mu.

Just then, as they chatted briefly, the Cloud Ladder ascended and descended dozens of times, and many powerhouses arrived.

Then, a Cloud Ladder ascended, and Lin Baoqing emerged with a friendly smile, flanked by four Mid to Late Stage Divinity Transformation powerhouses, who escorted him off the Cloud Ladder.

These four Divinity Transformation powerhouses watched their surroundings vigilantly, with their Divine Senses enveloping the entire floor, evidently guarding some crucial treasure Lin Baoqing carried.

The position where Li Mu sat happened to allow a view of the Cloud Ladder’s movement, and upon Lin Baoqing’s appearance, he knew the auction’s commencement was imminent.

However, at that moment, as Li Mu was drinking, he unintentionally noticed the string of Buddha beads in Wan Ling Daoist’s hand. Just then, the Buddhist script on those beads shone with golden light, and the beads shook, pointing in the direction where Lin Baoqing stood.

The next second, Wan Ling Daoist pressed it down with a lift of his hand, infusing spiritual power, causing the Buddha Light to disappear.

The entire process took less than a breath’s time, as if Wan Ling Daoist was deliberately concealing something.

”Wan Ling, you should either put this magical artifact away and refine it again; it’s rather conspicuous with all that jumping,” another companion in the earlier conversation, whom Li Mu learned was named Qing He True Monarch, reminded humorously.

The others echoed this sentiment, some even teasingly.

Wan Ling Daoist only laughed heartily without answering and didn’t store the Buddha beads in his magical storage.

The appearance of these Buddha beads seemed no different from ordinary ones, except the aura they emitted was robust, clearly indicating a magical artifact of decent grade.