No one cared about the starting price. To them, Eternal Stones were just numbers, nothing more.
Compared to the effects of Saint Origin Pills, there was simply no comparison.
What they cared more about was the quantity. The more there were, the more people could get their hands on them.
Some people didn't just want one. They were aiming for two, or even three—the more, the better.
"Mr. Chen, I have a question. Are all twenty of these top-grade Saint Origin Pills?"
"Of course. Everything produced by the Miracle Treasure Pavilion is top quality."
"Mr. Chen, that's not what I meant. I absolutely believe that the Miracle Treasure Pavilion's auction items are the best of the best. What I mean is, if you have pills of other grades, those could be auctioned too. We really need them."
At those words, everyone's heart jolted. Right—why did they have to be top-grade Saint Origin Pills?
Since Chen Changan had so many top-grade Saint Origin Pills, surely he had Saint Origin Pills of other grades as well?
They'd never heard it recorded anywhere that alchemists only produced top-grade pills. Besides, many alchemists even failed when they were refining pills.
"Mr. Chen, we'd be happy with low-grade, mid-grade, or high-grade pills too."
"Mr. Chen, do you have many Saint Origin Pills of those grades? Could you auction those as well?"
"Exactly. We're not asking for a lot. You don't have to bring them all out—just some would be fine."
Seeing everyone so excited, Chen Changan smiled and shook his head. "Everyone, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you."
"It's not that I'm unwilling to bring them out. I... really don't have any."
"The pills I refine are all top-grade. I've never produced anything below top-grade."
"If you mean giving me time to find enough