The sole purpose of bamboo heart grass is to refine energy-accumulating pills, which are used during cultivation. However, energy-accumulating pills are at least grade three. Very few people can actually refine energy-accumulating pills.
Moreover, there are no more than a hundred alchemists in the four kingdoms, an astonishingly small number.
This further proves the rarity of alchemists. Qingluan, recalling Mo Shisheng's words, gently walked to her side and asked, "Yan'er, are you really going to refine pills with all these medicinal herbs?"
Mo Shisheng didn't even look up. "Mm."
Qingluan initially thought Mo Shisheng was just joking, but who knew she actually wanted to refine pills?
Seeing that Mo Shisheng's tone didn't seem to be joking, Qingluan suppressed her doubts and decided to ask her again when she got back.
"Miss, everything you requested is here."
Just as Mo Shisheng finished packing the medicinal herbs she had chosen, the shopkeeper also packed everything else she needed. She took a look, checked it, and, finding everything correct, asked, "How much is it in total?"
When the shopkeeper glanced at the medicinal herbs in Mo Shisheng's hand and discovered that Mo Shisheng had picked up an extremely ugly stone, the shock in the shopkeeper's eyes was impossible to hide.
Mo Shisheng frowned slightly, noticing her boss's reaction, and asked, "Is there a problem?"
"No...no, miss, did you take the wrong one?" The shopkeeper asked, just to confirm his suspicions.
“No,” Mo Shisheng said calmly, “help me calculate how much it costs.”
"Okay...okay..."
The shopkeeper nodded, wrapped up the items for Mo Shisheng, and said, "Five taels in total."
"good."
After handing the loose change to the shopkeeper, Mo Shisheng took the items and left with Qingluan.
The boss immediately ran up to the second floor after Mo Shisheng left.
"Your Highness, Your Highness!"
Just as the owner of the herbal medicine shop was about to rush into the room after shouting for a while without getting a response, a man in black blocked his way, saying, "Lin Hu, are you looking for death? You've disturbed your master's rest; can you take responsibility for that?"
"Han Chuan! The person Master is looking for just left! Don't stop me!" Lin Hu said irritably, preparing to push Han Chuan aside and walk inside.
A tall, slender figure slowly strolled to the window with lazy steps. Ming Qiancheng was dressed in black clothes with the collar wide open, revealing a patch of snow-white skin. His face was bewitching and wicked, and his red lips were as red as if stained with blood.
His eyes were dark and gloomy, like three feet of ice. He raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Lin Hu. "You're that masked woman?"
"Yes, Master! She just asked for that phoenix seed from the mausoleum!" Lin Hu nodded, meeting Ming Qiancheng's gaze, sweating profusely with nervousness, and answered meticulously.
"Interesting, it's not Shangguan Qi after all?" Ming Qiancheng's lips curled slightly, and he loosened his belt a little. "I'm in a good mood today, so find me two clean girls!"
"Yes, Master."
Han Chuan dared not delay and immediately responded, then left with Lin Hu.
Only Ming Qiancheng remained standing at the window, watching Mo Shisheng's slender figure slowly disappear into the distance. A breathtakingly alluring smile curled at the corner of his lips as he raised his hand and put on the silver mask.
If Mo Shisheng were standing here right now, she would definitely be surprised that Ming Qiancheng's mask had almost the same pattern as hers! She would also be surprised that Ming Qiancheng's appearance was five points similar to Ming Beiya's!
However, one is cold and aloof, while the other is sinister and alluring; they are completely different types.
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