"It seems these pills are all hot potatoes. They can neither be refined nor consumed—utterly tasteless to eat, yet too precious to throw away." Xia Ping rubbed his chin, feeling somewhat regretful. He had worked so hard to obtain so many pills, only for them to be flowers in a mirror and moons in the water—visible but forever out of reach. All that effort had been wasted.
"No, that's not right. Just because the pills are poisonous doesn't mean they can't bring benefits. I can't consume them, but that doesn't mean others can't. Perhaps I can auction these pills off."
At that thought, his eyes suddenly lit up.
After all, he was the only one who knew there was a problem with the pills from the Map of Heavens' Creation. No one else knew about it, and Creation Pills were Saint-grade medicinal pills coveted by countless Lightning Tribulation Realm mighty figures.
If he auctioned them off, they would surely spark a frenzied scramble among innumerable mighty figures.
Then, he could use these pills to trade for vast amounts of cultivation resources. That could be considered making use of waste.
"Right, that's what I'll do. I'll hold an auction in the Virtual Universe later and auction off all these pills." Xia Ping immediately made his decision.
Before that, however, he took out the Saint artifacts he had just acquired: the Saha Prayer Beads and the Glory Scepter. Both treasures had been seized from that group of enemies, making them a tremendous haul.
After all, Saint artifacts were extraordinary treasures that ordinary people could never obtain. If they were put up for auction, their price was unimaginable—enough to frighten people to death.
Naturally, he had no intention of auctioning off these two Saint artifacts.
"System, can you help me completely refine these