At the staircase leading to the third floor, Xu Changqing and the other two met up with Su Jinli's group.
The moment they gathered, Zhao Ziyue could not help complaining, "There wasn't even a fishing manual on the second floor. If there's still nothing on the third floor, then this Myriad-Treasure Giant Ship is really living up to neither its name nor its reputation."
Hu Bugui chuckled. "If I remember correctly, the third floor specializes in selling pills."
Zhao Ziyue refused to accept that. "Maybe someone has refined a pill specifically for fishing!"
Hearing this, every single one of them shook their heads.
Too lazy to pay him any attention, they headed up the stairs.
As soon as they reached the third floor, a dense, choking scent of medicinal herbs rushed over them.
It was bitter and cloying, making their nostrils tighten at the mere smell.
This floor was much livelier, with people everywhere before the counters.
The cultivators were either holding sample pills up to the light for inspection.
Or squatting on the ground, rummaging through all kinds of medicinal ingredients as though pawing through dry grass.
Some were even placing two pill furnaces side by side for comparison.
Thanks to the special nature of the Hands-Off Region, the goods here were exceptionally abundant. Things unavailable elsewhere could almost always be found here.
The entire third floor was divided into sections displaying finished spiritual pills, medicinal ingredients, pill formulas, and pill furnaces.
"We've got a long journey ahead of us, so we definitely need to buy recovery pills!"
"The pills here are a little expensive!"
"Resources in the Hands-Off Region are relatively scarce in this regard!"
Compared with the spiritual weapons and magical artifacts on the first floor, the pills on the third floor were far more expensive. Some