Chapter 10: Two Hundred and Ten Mid-Grade Spirit Stone

What is worth shouting about? It seems your mental fortitude is not up to par; you still need to strengthen your mental training! A middle-aged man walked out in a relaxed manner.

He was a legitimate Alchemist, capable of refining Medium Grade qi refining pill, an Alchemist of the Alchemist Realm.

What? Steward Li saw the Medicinal Pill gripped in the maid's hand and let out a sound even louder than the maid, exclaiming, high-grade qi gathering pill!

Oh my, why are you holding it in your hands? I've told you so many times that Medicinal Pill are very delicate treasures and need to be stored in a high-quality jade bottle. Steward Li pulled a jade bottle from his robes and carefully stored the seven-grade qi gathering pill inside.

What did you just say? A guest wants to sell Medicinal Pill?

Yes. The maid nodded and said, These Medicinal Pill were brought by these two people; they are the ones who want to sell them.

These precious Medicinal Pill were brought by these two Young Man? Steward Li realized he was being impolite and quickly added:

Guests, are all these Medicinal Pill for sale?

We brought you these Medicinal Pill, so of course we want to sell them. Otherwise, why would we need you to appraise them?

Qin Qing said proudly. Being able to make the high-and-mighty Steward of Jue Ming Pavilion so polite made her feel like she had a lot of Face.

May I ask, where did such precious Medicinal Pill come from? Steward Li asked with a smile, his expression tinged with flattery.

Qin Ming snorted coldly, his expression turning icy, and shouted:

What is this? Does Jue Ming Pavilion intend to inquire about the origin of the Medicinal Pill? Your Excellency has likely already noticed that these Medicinal Pill were just refined. Could such Medicinal Pill possibly have an improper origin?

No, no, absolutely not! Steward Li quickly waved his hands and apologized: Young Man, I didn't mean that. It is just that the Medicinal Pill are so precious that I couldn't help but speak out of turn.

Jue Ming Pavilion absolutely has no such rule, so please rest assured.

Brother, let it go. You know how remote Liu City is, and Advanced Medicinal Pill are rarely seen here, so it is normal for Steward Li to be curious. Her younger sister, Qin Qing, tugged at her brother's arm and said softly.

Hearing his sister's words, Qin Ming's expression improved significantly, and he waved his hand, saying:

Steward Li, name your price. For these twenty Medicinal Pill, how many Spirit Stone do you think it is worth in total?

Thank you for your understanding. Steward Li was silent for a moment, then said, How about this? These twenty Medicinal Pill are very precious. According to our firm's rules, I will give you the highest price: two hundred and ten Mid-Grade Spirit Stone. Does that work for you?

Qin Ming nodded; the price was very fair.

Steward Li was likely offering this price because he wanted to befriend him.

Fine, let's do that! Qin Ming said directly, waving his hand.

It was just a few Medicinal Pill; he could refine them at will. To him, Spirit Stone were like dirt.

Ever since he became a Pill Saint, he had never lacked Spirit Stone.

Moreover, he was now a Pill God, and a Pill God with Divine Rank Talent at that.

As for these Medicinal Pill, if he wanted to, he could refine hundreds of them in a single day—and they wouldn't be seven-pattern garbage Medicinal Pill like these.

For a Pill God of Qin Ming's caliber, seven-pattern Medicinal Pill were nothing but garbage.

Why haven't you brought the Spirit Stone for the guests! Steward Li looked at the stunned maid nearby and couldn't help but shout softly.

Only then did the maid snap out of her stupor from the massive Spirit Stone transaction and hurry toward the back room.