The auction of pills had not affected the Yu Family's banquet. If anything, it had made the occasion even more memorable.
Chen Changan's arrival had not only brought the Yu Family plenty of benefits, but had also raised the quality of the banquet.
It had made the guests feel that their trip had been well worth it.
Though only a few had managed to buy pills, the others were just as glad they had come. If they had stayed away, how would they have learned that alchemists even existed?
Most importantly, they had gotten to meet the alchemist Chen Changan before anyone else. They might not have had much of a connection, but at least they knew each other now.
The banquet ended perfectly, but the other guests did not leave.
The Yu Family knew they were keeping an eye on Chen Changan, hoping to learn what he would do next—or, more precisely, what his plans were.
Would he continue refining pills? Would he hold another auction?
"I know what you're all thinking right now."
"However, refining pills requires a great deal of heavenly treasures and earthly treasures. You all know that the Eternal Land is short on those, too."
"That's why pills are so precious. Even though I'm an alchemist, I can't refine them whenever I please."
"But rest assured. If I ever refine pills and decide to auction them, I'll be sure to notify you all."
Hearing Chen Changan's words, the crowd felt he had a point. It wasn't that Chen Changan couldn't do it; the Eternal Land was simply too poor.
For the first time, they even found themselves resenting the place. If the Eternal Land weren't so poor and short on heavenly treasures and earthly treasures, how could things have come to this? Even with an