Pretending to Be Weak to Defeat the Strong?
"Are you two really not going to choose a few more portions of Spiritual Medicine?"
On the way to the alchemy chamber, the Shopkeeper of Qian Shan Fang could not help lowering his voice.
Naturally, he had seen the North Treasury Elder's intentions and attitude.
As the person in charge of guarding a place as crucial as the Northern Territory Treasury, the North Treasury Elder's attitude naturally represented the Main Family's current stance toward them.
In other words, so long as they, the parties involved, were willing, they could naturally take a greater share of the Spiritual Medicine. It was not necessarily about squeezing out more benefits, but the success rate for refining pills capable of breaking through to the Earthly Supreme realm was not particularly high to begin with. Preparing more Spiritual Medicine would at least raise the chances of success during the refinement process.
"There is no need for the shopkeeper to worry. Xiao Yan knows exactly how much Spiritual Medicine his pills are worth. I naturally will not take less than I deserve, but I have no use for anything extra."
Xiao Yan smiled faintly, but it made a trace of bitterness rise in the Shopkeeper of Qian Shan Fang's heart.
As expected of an alchemist who had reached such a level of cultivation at such a young age. His spirit truly differed from ordinary people.
After all, the special regard shown by the entire Continent of Merchants was not an honor just any alchemist could enjoy.
While most alchemists belonged to either the Dan God Clan or the Ancient Ten Thousand Grasslands, that did not prevent certain factions from offering lavish rewards and attracting alchemists who would rather lead a chicken than follow a phoenix, bringing them into