Ordinary warriors are sad

"Alright, this is the final trade. I assume you all have plenty of things you want to exchange. It's getting late, and the Secret Realm will close soon, so let's get on with it!" Looking at everyone around him eager to trade, Qin Ming said with a smile.

The Fifth Prince said: "Yes, yes, we really should trade quickly. I can't wait anymore."

Still in the same room as before, Qin Ming sat inside as everyone came in one by one to trade with him, and each of them left feeling very satisfied.

"Calculating the time, it should be about time to leave now!" After finishing the trades, Qin Ming made a casual calculation and knew that he would soon be ejected from the Secret Realm.

"Someone come here."

"My lord, what are your instructions?" A maid walked in and asked respectfully; this maid had been provided for him by the Fifth Prince.

Qin Ming said: "Help me fetch Yang Quan and tell him I have something to discuss with him."

"Yes." The maid received the order and left.

Soon, Yang Quan pushed the door open and entered.

"Brother Qing, you wanted to see me?" Yang Quan asked in confusion. They were about to leave, and he was still packing his things. Qin Ming should have known he was busy at this time, so why would he call for him?

Qin Ming pointed to the chair in front and gestured for him to sit down.

Yang Quan walked over, sat down, and asked: "This trade must have been satisfactory for you, right?"

"Satisfactory." Qin Ming touched his space ring and smiled, "I am satisfied with every trade."

Exchanging his useless perfect elixir for useful spirit plants—how could he not be satisfied?

Yang Quan thought for a moment and said: "Brother Qing, can I still trade with you after we leave? Not like the trades before, but on a large scale."

In the past, the Qingya Pill Workshop did not trade seventh-grade elixir in the perfect stage, and did not even trade sixth-grade perfect elixir.

Moreover, there were limits on the quantity of trades. Every time they traded Medicinal Pill with the Qingya Pill Workshop, it was only a small amount, which could not satisfy the needs of his Family at all.

If Qin Ming were willing to trade large quantities of perfect elixir with his Family, he could completely sell them in other cities.

The profit from perfect elixir was terrifying just to think about.

Do not assume that because the people in the Secret Realm obtained a lot of perfect elixir, there is no shortage of perfect elixir outside.

Although they obtained a lot from Qin Ming, compared to the base number of Martial Artists in the outside world, it was nothing at all.

Furthermore, no Family would complain about having too much perfect elixir. Many Families treated perfect elixir as a reserve for their Family foundation, only bringing it out during moments of life and death.

In history, there has never been anyone like Qin Ming who sold perfect elixir on such a large scale. He very much wanted to monopolize this profit.

Qin Ming shook his head: "I don't have much perfect elixir left; I've already exchanged what I needed to."

Although he would change his appearance after leaving, Qin Ming still hoped to minimize the influence of the perfect elixir as much as possible.

"No more perfect elixir?" Yang Quan said, shocked. "Then what will happen to the Qingya Pill Workshop?"

Qin Ming said indifferently: "I already plan to close the Qingya Pill Workshop anyway. Since there is no more perfect elixir now, I will consider reopening it when I manage to acquire more perfect elixir."

"That is such a pity. You don't know how many Ordinary Martial Artists are lining up waiting for your Medicinal Pill. If they find out you aren't selling anymore, they will be heartbroken." Yang Quan forced a smile.

For Ordinary Martial Artists to be heartbroken—that was completely impossible.

Perhaps for the first period of time, the Martial Artists lining up were Ordinary Martial Artists, but after the Major Power received the news, how could there possibly be any share left for Ordinary Martial Artists?