Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant - Chapter 226

Chapter 226: Chapter 38: The Quota for the Third layer of the Ghost Market_1

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“A spot on the third layer?”

Wang Ba was slightly taken aback.

He soon remembered what Liu Yaodong had said before, that above the second layer of the Linglong Ghost Market, there existed a third layer. It attracted cultivators from all the regional Linglong Ghost Markets, making it extraordinarily lively.

Just thinking about it made him wonder- – if the second layer could gather all of Yan State’s Linglong Ghost Markets, how many countries could the third layer gather?

Just a brief consideration made him realize the unfathomable depth of the Linglong Ghost Market, a colossal entity that ordinary sects could not match!

Thinking about his second Dantian Dharma, which he had heard nothing about for so long, Wang Ba instantly wanted to ascend to the third layer.

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There, perhaps they would have what he needed.

Just then, he prepared to bid Tang Ji farewell and close his stall to see if he could get a spot on the third layer.

However, when he turned his head, he realized that the area in front of his stall was crowded with people, so much so that the cultivator who was calmly alone was nowhere to be seen.

“The great ones are always elusive.”

Even though he did not completely understand the other party’s realm, Wang Ba could vaguely feel that the other’s temperament was extraordinary, surpassing ordinary people.

After a sigh, he hurriedly gathered “The Scroll of Beast Controlling: Volume One” and his stall and rushed towards the palace.

He also wanted to be like Tang Ji, strolling freely through this world, indulging in the joy of cultivation.

Unfortunately, the world doesn’t revolve as one wishes. Out of ten wishes, perhaps one or two will come true while the others don’t, and even cultivators are not exempt from this.

The crowd was bustling.

Upon reaching the front of the palace, he just happened to see Zhao Feng.

The two immediately combined forces.

In front of the palace, the manager of the second layer of the Ghost Market, an elder in brocade robes, looked down on the crowd with a gloomy face, saying:

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“If you all continue to crowd like this, we will have to forfeit this round of spots!”

The voice was not loud, but it could just so happen to be heard by everyone present.

The crowd immediately quieted down.

However, at the same time, it seemed that some cultivator was provoked by the elder’s words and instantly sneered:

“Such audacity from the younger generation!”

Upon hearing this, the elder’s face went cold.

His gaze immediately shifted to one person in the crowd.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

The man was unfazed and boldly walked out.

The aura was vast and deep.

“Golden Core!”

“It’s a Golden Core Master!”

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Even Wang Ba couldn’t help but glance at the side. Seeing that everyone else was also surprised, he took the opportunity to openly stare intensely. The chance to see a Golden Core Master so closely normally did not come often.

This Golden Core Master emitted an aura of loftiness, surrounded by a halo, and though his physical form appeared thin and weak, his demeanor was, at this moment, exceptionally among the crowd.

However, his face changed quickly.

In the sky, an invisible spiritual mind suddenly descended!

Just like an ancient beast, a pair of icy eyes filled with a chilling aura fixing their gaze on him!

“The Immortal Master of Nascent Soul!”

The Golden Core Master was shaken to his core!

The angry expression on his face was instantly replaced by a forced, wide smile:

“Hehe, it was a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding, fellow Daoist, please carry on, carry on.”

The spiritual mind gradually dispersed.

Only then did the Golden Core Master heave a sigh of relief.

Only other Golden Core craftsmen among the bystanders could see through this change, while the majority of their Foundation Establishment Competitor peers were left confused, thinking the Golden Core Master’s actions were inconsistent and unfounded.

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They anticipated a spectacle but were left disappointed.

Wang Ba, however, did not think so. He was quite close to the Golden Core Master and could see that the Master was genuinely prepared to make a scene.

“Once you’re at the market, you have to follow our rules. Line up and take your turn.”

“There are ten spots this time, so you all have a chance.”

Facing a Golden Core Master earlier, the elder in brocade robes remained unperturbed and spoke indifferently.

Seeing that even a Golden Core Master was unable to question his authority, naturally, nobody from the crowd dared to dispute anymore. They all became more polite to each other, worried about causing any trouble.

Wang Ba was unclear about the how the eligibility for the spots was determined, so he simply followed along.

However, he faintly heard some people talking about how Golden Core cultivators could directly obtain a spot. Only the remaining spots were up for grabs.

Wang Ba was instantly intrigued and scanned the crowd. Sure enough, he saw three figures in the crowd, around whom everybody stood at a distance.

“Three Golden Cores…”

“So, that means there are only seven spots left for everyone.”

Wang Ba couldn’t help but glance at the cultivators lined up; about seventy or eighty people!

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And each of them exuded powerful auras, indicating that their cultivation level was not low.

Feeling disheartened, Wang Ba, however, had no choice but to continue lining up.

He saw one cultivator after another enter the palace.

Soon enough, it was his turn.

The elder in brocade robes, who was managing the Ghost Market, cast a quick glance at Wang Ba, and with an indifferent expression, said:

“You do not meet the requirements, next.”

Wang Ba was instantly taken aback.

Just one glance, and he was told he didn’t meet the requirements?

Upon hearing the elder’s words, Zhao Feng behind him also spoke:

“May I ask, Daoist friend, what are the required criteria?”

On hearing Zhao Feng’s words, the elder in brocade robes glanced at him, a sudden flash of spiritual light in his eyes.

Quickly, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and unexpectedly, his attitude became friendly, patiently explaining to Zhao Feng:

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“To enter the third layer, the minimum requirement is to reach the late-stage Foundation Establishment. He has not even reached the middle-stage Foundation Establishment, so naturally, he does not meet the requirements.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Feng had nothing to say.

Although Wang Ba felt somewhat unwilling upon hearing this requirement, he was also helpless.