The Purple Soul Pill
Before long, Jin'er's face had gone pale, and she had no choice but to stop and rest.
The golden lightning arcs faded, revealing Shi Bai.
His skin was charred black, and his clothes were in tatters. His aura was much stronger than before.
Every so often, Jin'er released lightning to strike Shi Bai, helping him cultivate.
Time flowed incredibly fast in Palm Heaven Space. Half a year in the outside world was already more than a century inside. Shi Bai had advanced through two minor realms, reaching the late Core Formation stage.
Shi Yue left them undisturbed and went into the Training Room in the Exquisite House. After setting up a Spirit Gathering Array, he began cultivating.
Soon, a layer of Five-Colored Spirit Light appeared around him.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
Early that morning, a long line had already formed outside Sleeping Dragon Building, where the auction was being held.
The auction was intended for Nascent Soul Cultivators. Those at the Nascent Soul Realm or above could attend without paying any fee, while Core Formation Cultivators had to pay an entrance fee of a thousand Spirit Stones.
Shi Yue had taken a Demon Visage Pill, giving off the Spiritual Pressure of a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator. The guards made no attempt to stop him.
Led by a young maid, Shi Yue arrived at a Stone Room more than ten zhang across. A huge Silver Mirror stood along one wall. Inside were a wooden table and several chairs, with two plates of spirit fruit on the table.
Shi Yue closed the Stone Room door and sat down.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the Silver Mirror blurred, and the image of a ruddy Green-robed Old Man appeared.
The Green-robed Old