It was hardly surprising that Chang Jie did not believe me. The Luomu Valley alchemy masters needed an entire mu of medicinal fields to refine these pills, while I only needed waste materials and alchemy crystals. The contrast was simply too bizarre to believe. To earn the woman's trust, I took out another dozen or so boxes without hiding anything and said, "I still have quite a few of these so-called Heaven-Mending Pills, Senior. However, there isn't much of a market for them here halfway up the mountain. Nobody knows what they're worth. To rebuild Luomu Valley, I need a massive amount of spirit crystals, so I have to rely on selling these Heaven-Mending Pills, then use the proceeds to exchange for materials and refine even more of them. That way, rebuilding Luomu Valley won't be difficult."
"Rebuilding Luomu Valley—what a grand goal. I really wonder where you came from. You're so young, yet you actually came up with such an idea? Still, as much as this old woman would like to help, I'm not particularly skilled at trading treasures. Do you have any ideas?" Chang Jie looked at me in astonishment.
"I do. I want Senior to take these pills to the upper levels. Whether it's an auction house or some major marketplace, attract people through bidding and spread the word far and wide. Then these pills will have a market. Once their reputation spreads, we won't need to sell them ourselves. People will come looking for them." As I spoke, I handed the dozen-plus boxes of Wood Spirit Pills to Chang Jie.
With a wave of her sleeve, the dozen or so boxes of pills entered Chang Jie's storage pouch. After thinking it over, she said, "I truly don't know whether you're simply generous, acting according to your