"Do you have Spirit-Gathering Pills?"
As He Pingsheng spoke, he looked around the Alchemy Shop.
The Alchemy Shop was small, less than a hundred feet across, with only a few shelves and some formations inside.
That was understandable, of course.
After all, cultivators in the Cultivation World commonly used only a handful of pills. They hardly took up any space, so there was no need for a large shop.
"We do!" the boy told He Pingsheng. "But you'll have to wait a moment. I'm not allowed to sell Second-Grade Pills. I need to call my master!"
He Pingsheng nodded. "Go ahead!"
The youth picked up a Heartbond Talisman and sent a signal. Before long, a tall, powerfully built old man walked out, his posture remarkably straight. His hair and beard were white, but beneath that crane-white hair was a youthful face.
He Pingsheng swept his divine sense over the man.
There was nothing impolite about a customer checking a shopkeeper's cultivation.
But he actually couldn't discern it?
He Pingsheng was inwardly shocked. This fellow is either at Foundation Establishment Realm Peak or already at the Golden Core Stage.
"Heh heh... welcome, fellow Daoist!" the white-haired elder said. "I am Xuanyuan Chang Geng. You're looking for Spirit-Gathering Pills?"
With that, He Pingsheng could make an educated guess. The man's cultivation should be at Foundation Establishment Realm Peak—the tenth, Eleventh Layer, or twelfth layer.
If he had been at the ninth layer of Foundation Establishment, He Pingsheng would have been able to tell. Anything above the ninth layer was beyond his perception.
The man had just called him a fellow Daoist, which meant he was in the Foundation Establishment Realm.
"Yes!" He Pingsheng said. "I came to ask about the price!"
"Of course, of course... please..." Xuanyuan Chang Geng ushered He Pingsheng