Wang Lin faintly smiled and said, “Senior, we haven’t meet in seven years and you are still the same.”
The strange expression on the old man’s face became even stranger. He stared at Wang Lin for a long time before letting out a sigh. There was a hint of praise in his eyes as he said, “You turned into a mortal… you really turned into a mortal!”
Wang Lin picked up the jug from the stove, poured a cup, drank it, and said, “Junior is only struggling in the mortal. How could I be as relaxed as senior, who is enjoying playing in the mortal world?”
The old man took a deep breath. He took the wine jug, poured a cup, and said, “I have seen many Spirit Forming cultivators, but you are the first to be able to turn into a mortal in six years.”
Wang Lin didn’t speak. His heart didn’t waver as he let out a faint smile and watched the performance.
The old man stared at Wang Lin. After a long time, the praise in his eyes became even stronger. “It is not that the flesh and blood is similar, but the soul is. Young man, if you can experience a domain, then I can promise that you will reach the Soul Formation stage within 100 years,” said the old man.
Wang Lin turned his head, took a drink, and asked, “What is domain?”
The old man was about to speak when his eyes suddenly turned. He said, “Look, I’m already old. When I get hungry, I can’t remember anything.”
Wang Lin seriously looked at the old man and smiled. “Senior, you can take your time enjoying the performance. Junior will leave first.” With that, he stood up and left the inn.
The old man was startled. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he muttered, “Interesting.”
Wang Lin carried the jug and slowly walked down the street while stepping on leaves. He returned to the shop, opened the door, and walked in.
After he took one step inside, he heard the old man’s voice say, “Not bad. So you spent six years turning into a mortal here.”
The old man mysteriously appeared behind Wang Lin and entered the shop with him. He looked around and his eyes gradually revealed a look of surprise.
Wang Lin wasn’t surprised at the expression the old man made. He sat down and continued drinking wine while watching the old man.
“Dragon, Flame Spider, Heaven Noise Beast, Zhong Gu, Eight Claw Blade Beast, Ti Lun… tsk tsk. Not bad, young man. You managed to bring most of the beasts from the Sea of Devils here.” The more the old man looked, the more surprised his expression became. Finally, his gaze landed on a wooden box in the corner of the room. He waved his hand and all of the carvings inside that box flew out one by one.
These carving were all incomplete products.