This Xiao Yan Was Absolutely Worth Befriending!

"Someone."

A servant immediately came in from outside.

"President, what are your orders?"

"Go and find all these medicinal ingredients." Mite'er Tengshan handed him the list.

The servant took the list and glanced at it, his expression changing.

"President, these ingredients—"

"I know they're hard to find." Mite'er Tengshan cut him off. "They must be found within a day."

"But—"

"No buts," Mite'er Tengshan said. "Check with the Alchemist Guild and see if they have any in stock."

"If they do, buy them at a high price."

The servant nodded and turned to leave.

"Wait." Mite'er Tengshan called him back.

The servant stopped and looked at him.

"Price is no object," Mite'er Tengshan said. "No matter how expensive they are, we have to get them."

"Yes."

The servant turned and left.

Mite'er Tengshan leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

Xiao Yan's words from earlier still echoed in his mind.

"The Imperial Extreme Pill I refine can be taken multiple times."

"There's no limit to how many times."

If this kind of pill could really be refined, its value would be beyond measure.

A Dou Huang expert could originally take only one Imperial Extreme Pill, increasing their strength by one or two stars.

But if Xiao Yan's enhanced version was real, then a Dou Huang expert could take two, three, or even more.

Rising from a One-Star Dou Emperor to the Peak Nine-Star Dou Emperor would no longer be a dream.

Mite'er Tengshan opened his eyes, a glint flashing in them.

He absolutely couldn't afford to offend Xiao Yan.

Not only must he avoid offending him, he had to do everything he could to befriend him.

A person like that had limitless potential.

The Alchemist Guild.

A servant hurried in and found the person in charge of the guild.

"We need some medicinal ingredients. Our president asked me to see if you have any in stock."

The person in charge took the list and glanced at it, frowning.

"These medicinal ingredients are high-grade. Why do you need so many?"

"Our clan leader didn't say," the servant replied. "He only said that no matter how expensive they are, we must get them."

The person in charge fell silent for a moment. "We have a few of these ingredients, but they won't come cheap."

"Price is no object," the servant said.

"All right, I'll check the storeroom."

The person in charge turned and left.

The servant stood where he was, full of confusion.

He didn't understand why Clan Leader Mittel was willing to pay such a steep price to find these ingredients.

The Miteer Auction House.

Mite'er Tengshan stood by the window, looking out at the street.

His thoughts were still on Xiao Yan.

A fifteen-year-old boy who could defeat a Dou Huang expert.

Who could alter the Imperial Extreme Pill's formula.

Either of those feats alone would be enough to shake the entire Jia Ma Empire.

Together, they were almost unimaginable.

"Clan leader." The servant pushed the door open and came in.

Mite'er Tengshan turned around. "Did you find them?"

"The Alchemist Guild had three of the ingredients, and we found a few more in the storeroom," the servant said. "One ingredient still needs to be brought in from elsewhere."

"How long will it take?"

"By tomorrow morning at the latest."

Mite'er Tengshan nodded. "Go take care of it."

"Yes."

The servant turned and left.

Mite'er Tengshan sat back down and took a sip of tea.

The tea had gone cold, but he didn't care.

His mind was still on what Xiao Yan had said.

"The Imperial Extreme Pill I refine can be taken multiple times.

If this is true—

Mite'er Tengshan set down his teacup, a glint flashing in his eyes.

Xiao Yan was someone the Miteer Auction House had to do everything possible to befriend.