This time, because of the appearance of the Martial Artist Pill, all attention at the Sea King's Trading Fair was focused on it.
Only after more than an hour did the trading of the Martial Artist Pills finally come to an end.
It was hard to believe that an item at the Sea King's Trading Fair could be traded for an entire hour.
Yet no one present had any complaints about this.
Although Bai Lao San had directly taken a third of the Martial Artist Pills, it was precisely because of that that the remaining twenty pills had been fought over fiercely!
However, not everyone present was as wealthy and extravagant as Bai Lao San, buying one Martial Artist Pill for the price of one mid-grade spiritual herb.
Even the final twenty defective low-grade spirit pills had mostly been traded for low-grade spiritual herbs. Only two deals had been made at the price of a mid-grade spiritual herb.
In the end, including Bai Lao San's ten mid-grade spiritual herbs, the thirty defective low-grade spirit pills Qin Shaofeng had refined sold for a total of twelve mid-grade spiritual herbs and two hundred forty-two low-grade spiritual herbs.
In principle, one defective low-grade spirit pill was worth ten low-grade spiritual herbs.
But because of the bidding, the final price of nearly every defective low-grade spirit pill had reached at least thirteen low-grade spiritual herbs.
Twelve mid-grade spiritual herbs, two hundred twelve low-grade spiritual herbs!
Honestly, even Qin Shaofeng had not expected them to sell for such a price.
In Qin Shaofeng's eyes, it would already have been quite good if those thirty defective low-grade spirit pills sold for a hundred low-grade spiritual herbs.
Yet the final outcome had completely exceeded his expectations.
After this, Qin Shaofeng finally understood something.
In Earth's Martial Artist