The Uproar

The stall owner glanced up at Ning Wangshu, then casually pointed to a sign beside him and said flatly, "I only trade the items here. I don't sell them!"

Ning Wangshu paused and glanced at the sign he was pointing to. Only then did he notice what it said: All items at this stall are available for barter only. I accept spirit herbs, spiritual treasures, techniques, and Magic Artifacts in exchange!

Seeing this, Ning Wangshu smiled. That actually made things easier for him.

He had only a few tens of millions left. If the other party asked for too much, he might have to borrow money from Song Guowei again. The fact that the man only bartered was actually just what he wanted.

He had countless spirit pills, techniques, and Magic Artifacts on hand.

Any one of them would be a priceless treasure to the cultivators here on Earth—something they could only hope to encounter by chance.

After thinking briefly, Ning Wangshu reached into his pocket, using the motion to conceal the fact that he was taking a bottle of spirit pills from his Storage Ring. He then poured out two pills.

As soon as the pills came out, a rich, fragrant medicinal aroma spread through the air.

Some passersby and even the stall owners at nearby stalls were drawn by the scent. They stared over in surprise, sniffing eagerly as they quickly gathered around.

"Whoa... That medicinal aroma is so rich! What kind of spirit pill is that?"

"Yeah, the scent is incredibly strong. It must be something extraordinary!"

As the people gathered around and murmured among themselves, Ning Wangshu smiled at the stall owner. "Your Excellency, these are Zengyuan Pills. They can raise your cultivation by at least one level for a short time, and they work