Locke accepted the challenge, obtaining the formula for the Luck Potion along with enough materials for ten doses, and placed them in his Astral Ring.
Locke said to the Red Dragon half-dragon, "I want to sell these seven doses of Grass Aging Potion."
Because of the Forest Sanctuary, he was currently penniless, so he could only make some quick money by selling potions. Otherwise, he did not even have enough to pay for a boat ticket to another Wizard Land.
The Red Dragon half-dragon replied, "Certainly. The market price of Grass Aging Potion is twenty thousand Magic Stones per bottle. There are seven bottles here, so I need to pay you one hundred forty thousand Magic Stones. Here are fourteen Magic Crystal Cards."
Seeing the Red Dragon half-dragon take away the seven doses of Grass Aging Potion he had painstakingly concocted over the past year, Locke felt a mixture of emotions. He could only comfort himself with the thought that learning new things was the most important part.
He really was short of money. After studying for a year, the seven potions he had concocted represented nearly all of his output as a Potion Master over the past year, yet they had only earned him one hundred forty thousand Magic Stones.
However, this was also because he had devoted all his energy to the Cloud Marsh Cup last year, without spending much thought on other fields.
Otherwise, if he had developed himself properly as he had in the Southeastern Corner Region and established a Potion Laboratory, he should have earned far more Magic Stones than this.
Moreover, the formula for Powder of Mammon he had improved, along with the improved One-Horned Rhino bloodline formula, had officially gone on sale in the Land of Six Towers.
That would also bring him