Hearing the late Golden Core man's words, Chen Lin immediately became interested.
But rather than asking further questions, he turned to the white-haired elder behind him. "Does Guangming City need this item? Would you like to exercise your priority trading rights?"
True Lord Wanmeng was passionate about the Nightmare Realm, and Chen Lin was on his territory. It was better to ask first than have the other party swoop in and snatch the deal after he had finished negotiating.
The white-haired elder glanced at True Lord Chiguang. Seeing no reaction from him, he said, "Lord Wanmeng has no plans to explore the Nightmare Realm again for the time being. If you like it, True Lord Chen, feel free to make an offer."
Chen Lin nodded thoughtfully. It seemed True Lord Wanmeng really was preparing to attempt Spirit Transformation and force his way into ascension.
Yet he had spent all these years searching for a way to slip out of this world. What had made him decide to risk everything on this gamble? Was another great upheaval about to occur, or was his lifespan nearing its end?
Unable to reach any conclusion, Chen Lin stopped dwelling on it and turned back.
He then noticed that some of the cultivators near the front had retreated all the way to the rear, staring at the box on the table in terror.
Most of them, however, had not moved.
After a moment's thought, he understood. These people all carried Xianji Stones.
Cultivators living in a city under True Lord Wanmeng's control had some knowledge of the Nightmare Realm. Nearly all of them would find a way to obtain a Xianji Stone to wear.
This not only prevented accidents from inadvertently touching Nightmare Realm items, but also kept others from using their aura to harm