Several special guests came to Thousand Mountain Workshop today.
They were not here to pawn treasures, nor to seek cultivation methods or Divine Skills, but to sell pills.
That was truly rather rare.
The manager of Thousand Mountain Workshop instinctively glanced at the Supreme experts who had already been arranged to be received, and his eyelids could not help twitching slightly. Only after taking a sip of tea did he look toward the three people before him who clearly held more say.
"Although the Great Thousand World has countless inheritances, freelance alchemists really are becoming fewer and fewer these days."
The manager of Thousand Mountain Workshop gave a dry laugh, but there was something implied in his words.
The Medicine Emperor smiled faintly. "Naturally. I imagine most of the alchemists are with the Pill God Clan and the Ancient Myriad Grassland, are they not? Other powerful factions all cultivate their own alchemists and would never let them flow out. Although the Pill God Clan and the Ancient Myriad Grassland do release pills to the outside world, whether in terms of supply or price, they are probably not so easy to accept, are they?"
The manager of Thousand Mountain Workshop immediately raised his brows. This was not something ordinary people could know. Even his waist, which had been leaning back against the chair, unconsciously straightened at this moment.
"It seems our guests know quite a lot."
"Just some stale old matters. There is no need to show off too much. It is only that saying them aloud makes conversation easier for everyone."
The Medicine Emperor smiled faintly, then signaled to Xiao Yan and Yao Wan with his eyes while saying, "My young master and young lady do know a thing or two about the Dao of alchemy."
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