Five days passed in the blink of an eye.
In a secluded small courtyard with blue-tiled roofs, Wang Yingjie was reporting the situation to Wang Qingling.
Wang Qingling had asked Wang Yingjie to keep an eye out for Spirit Pills and wondrous medicines that could help a dragon advance. Wang Yingjie had attended all kinds of gatherings, made connections with Core Formation Cultivators from major factions, and traded treasures with them. Regrettably, no one had been able to produce any Spirit Pills or wondrous medicines that could assist a dragon's advancement, much less a Demon Core from a Fourth-Order ice-attribute dragon.
"Ancestor, your grandson is incompetent. I failed to trade for any Spirit Pills or wondrous medicines that could help a dragon advance."
Wang Yingjie's face was full of self-reproach. He had wanted to use this opportunity to prove himself, hoping to be promoted to one of the Twin Heroes.
"Forget it. It's enough that you did your best. This was never something that could be forced."
Wang Qingling spoke gently. With Ao Qing's Inner Core and some ice-attribute spiritual materials, the Icewind Dragon had a good chance of advancing to the Fourth Order. If they had something specifically meant to aid a dragon's advancement, or the Inner Core of a Fourth-Order ice-attribute dragon, the Icewind Dragon's chances would be even greater.
"Today is the day of the Auction. Come with me. Hopefully, we'll gain something from it."
Wang Qingling rose to her feet and walked outside, with Wang Yingjie hurriedly following after her.
There were more than twice as many cultivators on the streets as there had been several days ago, and Core Formation Cultivators could be seen everywhere.
Half an hour later, Wang Qingling and Wang Yingjie arrived at an enormous Bluestone Plaza. A magnificent palace floated above