133: The secret fifth-grade technique

“Then, at that time, we will only need to spend a bit more money to buy train exclusive water from them, instead of having to wake up early to snatch it.”

“And who knows, by then, we might not even need to snatch water anymore.”

After Ge Yunying finished speaking, she herself felt enlightened, her eyes lighting up.

“If that’s really the case, then it’s indeed feasible.” Wang Yi nodded, agreeing with Ge Yunying’s point of view.

“I think so too. But it’s not possible yet; it will probably take at least half a month or a month.” Feng Zhi said.

“Let’s not talk about that for now. Come on, let’s go take the train.”

Just then, the green train arrived, right at the boundary between the Outer and Inner Circle.

“Wait, we want to get on!”

Wang Yi and the others quickly chased after it, afraid that the green train would drive away too quickly and they wouldn’t be able to get on.

The train’s speed was getting faster and faster now; previously, the tin train was relatively slow, but if no one called out for the green train to wait, it might quickly drive off for a hundred or two hundred meters.

This was still under the condition that Lin Feng had already controlled the speed.

Because Lin Feng preferred to travel leisurely rather than rushing off a long distance at once.

After all, the forest was only so big; it would be boring to finish exploring it too quickly.

“Welcome aboard this train. Please sit tight and hold on. Please purchase a ticket to board. The fare is one hundred and fifty low-grade spirit stones.”

Wang Yi didn’t need to buy a ticket this time, so he went straight in and found a seat.

Anyway, he had deposited money.

Ge Yunying and Feng Zhi each took out spirit stones to buy tickets. Feng Zhi used to think that Wang Yi depositing spirit stones on the train in advance was a foolish act, but now he had changed his mind.

Since they took the train every day, as long as the train didn’t fall apart, the money deposited in advance wouldn’t be swallowed.

On the other side, Tong Changshan also arrived. Because he woke up too late today, he completely forgot about eating lunch and went straight to the forest.

It wasn’t until he felt hungry that he remembered he had actually “forgotten food and sleep” for the sake of taking the train.

No, it should be just forgotten to eat, not forgotten to sleep.

Sleeping from last night until noon today… it seemed to be about twelve hours.

If he slept a few more hours, he could catch up to a pig’s sleep time.

“Wait, wait, I want to get on!”

When Tong Changshan saw the green train, Wang Yi and the others had already been cultivating on it for five minutes.

“Welcome aboard this train. Please sit tight and hold on. Please purchase a ticket to board. The fare is one hundred and fifty low-grade spirit stones.”

Tong Changshan took out spirit stones and got on the train, but when he saw that the train exclusive water, which should have been on the table by the door, was sold out, he felt particularly indignant.

No, he didn’t get the water, but he couldn’t go back without buying something else.

So, after getting his ticket, he didn’t immediately go to find a seat to cultivate. Instead, he stood there and asked loudly, “Are there any Tier 3 Cultivation Methods left? How much is one? Give me one!”

Lin Feng: !!!

Tong Changshan really did bring him surprises from time to time!

He was worried that the Skills on the train weren’t selling.

One cost twenty thousand spirit stones, which made them difficult to sell.

In all these days, only one had been sold, which was the Grade 3 wood-attribute Skill, “Seven-Colored Divine Wood Skill,” that Zhuang Sanming and the others were cultivating.

“There are currently three Grade 3 attribute Skills remaining, twenty thousand low-grade spirit stones each. The attributes are fire, water, and earth.”

This price might be a bit expensive for others, but for Tong Changshan, who didn’t even have to spend his own money to eat steamed buns, it was just a number.

“Oh, then give me a fire-attribute Skill. Are there any side effects?” Tong Changshan took off his storage bag from his waist, readily found a spirit stone voucher for twenty thousand low-grade spirit stones, and asked.

“There are no side effects; please rest assured.”

To prevent Tong Changshan from backing out, Lin Feng directly placed the Grade 3 fire-attribute Skill into Tong Changshan’s hand.

As for the spirit stone voucher in Tong Changshan’s hand, he accepted it all.

“Here is your Grade 3 fire-attribute Skill. Please take good care of it.”

“Hmm, not bad.” Tong Changshan flipped through the Skill in his hand, thinking, ‘I’m also someone who cultivates Skills now.’

It was pitiful that he was now a dignified Level 5 Martial Artist, yet he hadn’t even cultivated a Skill before this.

Now with this fire-attribute Skill, it was not only Grade 3 but also had no side effects. As expected, products from the train were always high-quality.

Skills from outside always had some side effects, especially those of Grade 3 and below. The lower the grade, the more side effects there were.

For example, Xiong Mao’s “Blood Tiger Evil Qi Skill” was a typical Skill with extremely strong side effects; most people wouldn’t dare to cultivate it.

One could only say that Xiong Mao was also a ruthless person to some extent.

Tong Changshan put away the Skill with satisfaction and then went to his seat to cultivate.

Because Wang Yi and the other two had drunk the train exclusive water, even while cultivating, they could hear what Tong Changshan said. When they learned that he had grandly spent twenty thousand low-grade spirit stones to buy a Grade 3 fire-attribute Skill, they were all incredibly surprised.

Feng Zhi was almost dying of envy. He still didn’t have a Skill to cultivate; Skills were not cheap, and he spent money to cultivate on the train every day, so he truly couldn’t spare any extra.

Ge Yunying, like Feng Zhi, hadn’t cultivated any Skill; the high price simply made it unaffordable for her.

Grade 1 ones could be bought for a few thousand spirit stones, but any Martial Artist with a bit of ambition and a desire to improve themselves wouldn’t cultivate a Grade 1 Skill.

Like Su Duo’s family, her water-attribute Skill was Grade 2 and had been passed down from Su Mother.

For ordinary families, a Grade 2 Skill could indeed be treated as a family heirloom.

Although Wang Yi was also surprised by this, he wasn’t envious, because he already had a Skill he was cultivating a long time ago.

That Skill was passed down to him by his master. It was a Tier 3 Cultivation Method. His master said to cultivate that one until he broke through to Level 10 Beast Tamer, and then, at Level 10, he would be given the best Grade 4 Skill for Beast Tamers to cultivate.

Don’t think that there was only one grade difference between Grade 3 and Grade 4. In reality, for Skills, Grade 1 to Grade 3 could only be considered low-grade, Grade 4 to Grade 7 were mid-grade, and Grade 8 to Grade 10 were high-grade.

Grade 4 Skills were the highest cultivation Skills they could access at their level.

There was a rumor that in the City Lord’s Mansion, one of the Three Great Powers in 155 Fortress, there was a Grade 5 Skill not shown to outsiders, and it was said that only the City Lord and the Young City Lord were qualified to cultivate it.

But this was just a rumor; whether it was true or false remained to be investigated.

What Wang Yi was currently looking forward to was hoping to quickly advance to Level 10 and then cultivate the Grade 4 Skill his master mentioned.