Tong Meng'er glanced at the enormous white tiger, frowning.
She was not an idiot. Why would she give more when she could give less?
If this white tiger found Spiritual Medicine, she could refine pills for it free of charge.
"I'll listen to Xu Zhiming."
"..."
"One every three days?!"
Bai Xuan paced back and forth. Once he had tasted those pills, there was no going back.
In the Mirage Realm where the Evil-Eyed White Tigers lived, some white tigers who had once gone out to follow powerful humans had returned and spoken of the many strange and wondrous things among humanity.
Pills, Fake Tiger Dolls that could be made to scale and fashioned into whatever shape one wanted.
And plenty of delicious food.
Even though their Evil-Eyed White Tiger clan had gone to Great Xia to study, they did not have a single alchemist.
Otherwise, he would not have come here.
"One of those candies like the one I just ate every day!"
"If you don't give them to me, King Bai Xuan has the right to terminate our cooperation on the spot!"
Yan Chixun and Pang Shan exchanged a glance beside them.
For the first time, they witnessed the tyranny of a pharmacist.
Sure enough, when it came to luring in races lacking pills, pharmacists naturally held the upper hand.
If it were people like them, even Xu Zhiming could only rely on force and beat the other side into submission.
"One every three days. If you don't agree, forget it."
Xu Zhiming rubbed his wrist. This white tiger was indeed strong.
It would do well enough for protecting Tong Meng'er.
"Fine, but that one just now doesn't count!"
Bai Xuan thought it over and ultimately agreed.
At worst, he could use Spiritual Medicine to trade with that