Chapter 3973 Three Treasures Pulse Building Pill

Ye Bufan completely ignored the Middle-aged Man's reaction and happily put away the misty cloud stone.

Just then, two figures appeared before everyone, wearing the robes of a Cold Valley Immortal City Steward.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly; the Stewards of the Void Market had arrived.

However, it was normal. Fighting was forbidden within Cold Valley Immortal City, and the Void Market had to ensure fair and just transactions. The Grand Alchemist's powerful display just now made it hard not to attract attention.

Everyone guessed correctly; it was indeed the two great Stewards of the Void Market.

The two of them actually knew the bitterness in their hearts. They were only Immortal Venerable level powerhouses, and after feeling the Aura of an Immortal Emperor just now, they didn't appear immediately.

Although Cold Valley Immortal City stood behind them, even an Immortal Emperor wouldn't dare to do anything to them here.

But they themselves were Immortals after all; who knew when they would go outside the city, or when they would encounter this Immortal Emperor level powerhouse again?

Having provoked the other party now, they could be slapped to death with one palm.

However, due to their duty, they had to inquire, so they chose a compromise: arriving a step late.

After the two finished speaking, the surrounding crowd fell silent. This was not something they could participate in.

Even Big Beard, who liked to stick his neck out, closed his mouth and stood there without a sound.

The leading Steward said, "Was there a fight here just now?"

As his voice fell, everyone's gaze gathered on the Middle-aged Man, wondering if he would take the opportunity to retaliate against the Grand Alchemist.

"No, everything is fine here."

The Middle-aged Man was all smiles, his reaction surprising many.

"I came to ask the Grand Alchemist to perform Alchemy. She just saw a bruise on my chest and helped me clear it so I could take the Medicinal Pill.

This wasn't a fight, just treating an old illness."

"So that's how it is. Treating illness is fine.

You must remember, no one is allowed to fight here, or you will be punished by Cold Valley Immortal City."

As the saying goes, 'both ends fear the pole.' Since the Middle-aged Man deliberately concealed it, the Steward naturally wouldn't pursue it.

After all, they were facing two Immortal Emperors, one of whom was an Eleventh-Order Celestial Alchemist. It was best not to provoke them if possible.

The Middle-aged Man smiled slightly, "Adults, rest assured, we will conduct fair transactions here, abide by the rules of the Void Market, and will not engage in any outrageous behavior."

"That's good!"

The two Stewards took the hint. Since the other party said it wasn't a fight, they would no longer pursue it and turned to disappear from everyone's sight.

As soon as the two of them left, the smile on the Middle-aged Man's face instantly vanished.

He had naturally not lied to protect the Grand Alchemist just now; he did it for himself.

After all, the matter of the fiery shadow grass was unclear, and what was most emphasized in the Void Market was fair trade. Once it was known that he intended to extort, such a matter would be impossible to clarify, and it would likely end in a lose-lose situation.

It was out of this consideration that he chose to hide it and not have Cold Valley Immortal City handle it.

And the Grand Alchemist, who had remained silent, also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She had also acted in anger just now, without thinking too much.

If she were deemed to have injured someone, she would at least be expelled from Cold Valley Immortal City.

For others, it might not matter much, but as an Eleventh-Order Celestial Alchemist, she valued her reputation and face, and naturally didn't want such a thing to happen.

This outcome was a happy one for all. The Alchemy matter had a result, and she was not pursued by the Void Market.

The Grand Alchemist looked at the Middle-aged Man: "You may leave!"

"Why should I leave?"

A cold smile appeared on the Middle-aged Man's face, "I came for Alchemy. I waited in line for so long before, how can I waste such a good opportunity now?"

The Grand Alchemist frowned, knowing that this guy definitely had no good intentions.

"Haven't I already given you the Medicinal Pill? Our transaction was completed before."

"Who said I only wanted one batch of Medicinal Pills?"

The Middle-aged Man said, "I want to refine a second batch."

Shen Qiyun whispered in Ye Bufan's ear, "Senior Brother, what exactly does this guy want to do?"

"It's hard to say right now, but it's certainly nothing good."

Although he didn't know what this person wanted to do, Ye Bufan was certain it wasn't as simple as Alchemy.

The Grand Alchemist frowned slightly; she also felt this person had no good intentions.

However, according to the rules of the Void Market, since she had set up a stall, she had to accept this business.

"Alchemy is fine, but it must be according to my rules."

The Middle-aged Man chuckled, "Of course, I'm a very rule-abiding person. That was just an accident.

I have no other requests, just want to refine a small Three Treasures Meridian Building Pill."

As he spoke, everyone's expressions changed greatly.

Three Treasures Meridian Building Pill, although many had never seen it, was a name that resonated. This was a Twelfth-Order Medicinal Pill.

Its three main ingredients were Xuanji Grass, Earth Core Vine, and Dragon Beard Flower, each of which was a Twelfth-Order immortal spirit grass, worth a fortune.

The greatest use of this Medicinal Pill was to help Immortal Emperors sort out their Meridians. Immortals who could Cultivate to the Immortal Emperor stage had generally lived for tens of thousands of years or more, and after countless battles, big and small, over so many years, their Meridians were bound to be damaged.

The Three Treasures Meridian Building Pill was to repair these damages, laying a good foundation for the next step of improvement.

Although it couldn't help improve cultivation, it was still a rare Spirit Medicine.

The problem now was that the Grand Alchemist before them was only an Eleventh-Order Celestial Alchemist, and the other party proposed to refine a Twelfth-Order Immortal Pill, which clearly exceeded her capabilities.

At this moment, Big Beard, the Immortal Venerable who liked to stick his neck out, stood up: "The Grand Alchemist is only an Eleventh-Order Celestial Alchemist, yet you want her to refine a Twelfth-Order Medicinal Pill. Isn't this making things difficult?"

"Is it?"

The Middle-aged Man put on an extremely innocent expression, pointing to the sign next to the stall and saying, "It only says Alchemy here, it doesn't say that Twelfth-Order Immortal Pills cannot be refined.

I waited in line for so long before, precisely to refine the Three Treasures Meridian Building Pill. If she doesn't have the ability, then what Alchemy is she doing? She should just get out of Cold Valley Immortal City!"

After he finished speaking, everyone understood. It turned out this guy was retaliating in a roundabout way, just wanting to make things difficult for the Grand Alchemist through this Medicinal Pill.

Normally, with an Eleventh-Order Celestial Alchemist badge on her chest, her identity was already clear, and there was no need to specifically state that she couldn't refine Twelfth-Order Immortal Pills.

Shen Qiyun also understood the other party's intentions and said, "The Grand Alchemist's rules are there; you must provide three portions of the medicinal ingredients for any Medicinal Pill you want to refine. Do you have them?"

She was also using a strategy of 'besieging Wei to rescue Zhao,' indirectly trying to help the Grand Alchemist. If the other party couldn't produce so many medicinal ingredients, this situation would naturally be resolved.

But unexpectedly, the Middle-aged Man smiled coldly, raised his hand, and a large pile of immortal spirit grass appeared before everyone's eyes.

Xuanji Grass, Earth Core Vine, Dragon Beard Flower—each of these three main ingredients was present in three portions, and the remaining auxiliary medicinal ingredients were even more than three portions.

"This…"

Shen Qiyun had no choice but to look at the Grand Alchemist with a troubled expression.

The Middle-aged Man was full of cold smiles; this was the effect he wanted. As long as the other party couldn't refine this Medicinal Pill, he could drive the Grand Alchemist out of Cold Valley Immortal City.

For ordinary people, this might not be a big deal, but the other party was a high and mighty Immortal Pill Master, with her own pride.

Once she experienced such humiliation, that thorn would probably never be removed from her heart for the rest of her life. With such a Heart Demon, her Alchemy skills would be difficult to advance further, and she would never be able to step into the Twelfth-Order Celestial Alchemist realm in this lifetime, thus avenging his previous kick.