"I have a friend who's a junior alchemist. I believe she's doing temporary work at the Dongyang Alchemy Workshop. Her name is Yu Yan. I can't enter the alchemy area, so I'd like to ask someone to pass along a message and have her come out to meet me," Lu Xiaotian said. The name Yu Yan was formed from the homophones of the first and third characters of Yan Xiaoyu's name, making it a sort of code.
"That's easy. Please take a seat over there, honored guest. I'll send someone to notify your friend right away." Du Juan immediately nodded in agreement. She'd thought he would make some kind of demand, but this was a mere trifle.
Lu Xiaotian handed Du Juan a storage pouch containing low- and mid-grade Spirit Stones. "Just send someone to notify my friend. Once you've counted the Spirit Stones, bring me the pills. I'll have a look around the Hall of Pills myself."
"Very well. Please look around as you please, honored guest. If you need anything, just let me know." Du Juan nodded, feeling a little more favorably toward the silver-haired cultivator before her. Someone as generous as him showed not a trace of extravagance or arrogance, nor did he bark orders with the imperiousness of a superior. He put people at ease. She'd received so many customers that she'd lost count, but this man was one of the most unusual.
Lu Xiaotian strolled around the Hall of Pills on his own. It stocked quite a few uncommon elixirs, such as Softening Pills, which made a woman's body more supple, and Deathfeigning Pills. The latter seemed rather useless to Lu Xiaotian. The enemies he killed were either dismembered or burned to ashes afterward with spirit fire. At least where he was concerned, pretending to