An hour later, Xiao Yao, Xiao Yan, and the others arrived at a bustling auction house. Its scale was only slightly inferior to the auction house in the Imperial Capital, yet the goods it offered were not inferior in the slightest.
Xiao Yao stopped before a pharmacy called the Spirit Medicine Hall. Before even stepping inside, he could smell the rich medicinal fragrance within, mingled from countless herbs.
Zi Yan's eyes widened, a gleam flashing within them as though she had discovered some peerless treasure.
She desperately inhaled the rich medicinal scent, her little face brimming with excitement. She looked so eager to move that it seemed she would rush into the pharmacy the next moment and claim every herb for herself.
Xiao Yao led the group into the Spirit Medicine Hall. Once inside, they found an incomparably spacious hall lined with numerous transparent counters, each containing all manner of medicinal ingredients.
At the very back stood a tall wooden shelf holding rows upon rows of neatly arranged Jade Bottles. The shelf was enclosed by counters, behind which stood an elderly man in plain clothes. From the faint aura he emitted, he was a Dou Wang. No wonder they could leave so many costly pills displayed so casually.
At that moment, a middle-aged man dressed in plain yet elegant robes approached Xiao Yao's group with a faint smile on his face.
"Esteemed guests, are you looking to purchase medicinal ingredients or pills? Our stock of herbs is abundant, and we have quite a few rare ingredients as well. Our prices are fair, and we will certainly leave you satisfied and make you feel right at home."
Xiao Yao took out two sheets of white paper he had prepared beforehand from his Storage Ring. They were densely covered in writing, listing