However, at the thought of the methods of the person inside the house, greed flashed in everyone's eyes before swiftly being reined in.
No one dared make a move here, fearing that one wrong step might enrage the other party and leave them with the same fate as the slightly plump, round-faced cultivator from before.
Yet the pairs of rolling eyes were enough to show that the thoughts in everyone's hearts had not been completely extinguished.
Inside the thatched hut, the Misty Figure did not speak again.
After handing out the Medicinal Pills and seeing someone explain the use of the Azure Yellow Millet Pill, the figure immediately raised a hand and swept a sleeve.
The door of the thatched hut then closed.
Mist rose within the hut, and in the blink of an eye, the figure had vanished without a trace.
"Hmm? Disappeared again?"
Su Shi'er had been watching the thatched hut all along. Seeing it turn empty once more, his pupils contracted as he fell into thought.
Granny Yun came without a trace and went without a shadow. With his divine sense unable to leave his body, even he could not discern any clue.
"With such methods, and with the ability to produce an ancient spirit pill like the Azure Yellow Millet Pill, this person's cultivation must be at least at the Nascent Soul Stage."
"However, there was not the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power from beginning to end. That is truly puzzling!"
As the thought flashed through his mind, Su Shi'er did not remain where he was. He immediately strode toward the thatched hut where the other party had disappeared.
The Azure Yellow Millet Pill was certainly precious, but it held little attraction for him.
On the path of cultivation, Su Shi'er's resolve had always been firm,