The black-robed man's aura was deep and powerful. His cultivation was somewhat higher than Liu Yu's, having reached the eighth layer of Qi Refining.
He approached the stall without a word. Only after glancing at the wooden sign standing beside it did he ask:
"Fellow Daoist, may I examine the pills?"
The black-robed man had a rich, resonant voice with a weathered quality, as though he had endured many storms.
"Of course. Please examine them as you wish."
Strength reigned supreme in the cultivation world. Since the black-robed man's cultivation surpassed his own, Liu Yu's tone became more courteous, and his attitude naturally changed.
Judging by what he had learned from the Essentials of Demonic Cultivation, this man was likely quite wealthy, far more so than the rogue cultivator from earlier. He might even be a major customer.
With Liu Yu's permission, the black-robed man crouched down, picked up a jade bottle, and poured out a Pure Spirit Pill. He held it between his fingers and examined it.
After examining it for a while, the black-robed man's eyes lit up. Both the color and medicinal fragrance of this Pure Spirit Pill were somewhat better than those sold in the Market Ward, suggesting that the person who refined it was quite skilled. At that thought, a flicker of greed passed through his eyes, and he said:
"This alchemy technique is truly superb. You are an alchemist, aren't you, Fellow Daoist?"
Having said that, he merely looked at Liu Yu without saying whether he intended to buy anything. Instead, he began fishing for information, probing into Liu Yu's background.
Beneath his veil, Liu Yu frowned. Although the black-robed man had been looking down and Liu Yu had not noticed the look in his eyes, he remained highly wary of such attempts to