Kunpeng walked forward shakily, looking at the three medicine bottles on the counter, which shone with red, blue and green light respectively, looking quite eerie.
"These three bottles contain a troll potion to unleash potential, a dragon potion to stimulate the body, and an ice potion to keep you calm! Want to try them out?" The monster looked at the Kunpeng and said in a sinister tone.
"Troll Potion, Dragon Potion, Frost Potion! Isn't this...?" Kunpeng murmured as he listened to the effects of the three potions, his gaze sweeping over them, and he indeed sensed the corresponding auras.
Troll potion does indeed have a stimulating effect, and when used on the battlefield, it can make soldiers fearless and charge forward!
Dragon Elixir can strengthen the body, repair wounds, and also greatly enhance one's own strength!
As for the Frost Potion, it truly works on the mind, allowing the user to remain rational, think calmly, and not let passion cloud their judgment!
Combining the three potions together—to stimulate potential, strengthen the body, and maintain composure—can indeed greatly enhance a person's combat power, making them a rare and valuable combination. However, Kunpeng shook his head after reading it.
"If that's all there is to it, then your potions are a bit lousy!" Kunpeng said with a hint of disdain, and the monster's expression immediately froze.
"Look! Dragon Tiger Power Pills!" A porcelain bottle was casually placed on the counter. The stopper was pulled out, and two black pills the size of marbles rolled out.
"This medicine?" The creature stared at the pill with its dead fish eyes, its face full of disbelief.
"It's aphrodisiac, long-lasting, and harmless, allowing you to fight all night without any side effects, keeping your virility undiminished! How about that? Excited! Strengthened! Staying awake! You get all three benefits!" Kunpeng said smugly.
That's right. On the Primordial Star, the Dragon Tiger Mighty Pill was a elixir he developed to enhance the interest of nightclubs. And just as he said, the three bottles of potions that the strange creature took out all worked, only the scenarios in which they were used were different. But everyone was fighting on the battlefield, wasn't they?
Of course, Kunpeng wasn't without other medicines. If one medicine could produce the effect of three medicines from the other, then he would definitely solve the problem in the simplest way. Moreover, this Dragon Tiger Mighty Pill used many precious medicinal materials and was indeed one of Kunpeng's masterpieces.
Living in the far north for years, Kunpeng, though timid and not having ventured out into battle, had learned quite a bit of these unorthodox and chaotic methods. Otherwise, he wouldn't have earned the title of Demon Master. Alchemy was just one of the skills he had learned, enough to deal with a pharmacy like this.
It should be noted that the three potions that the strange creature took out could only be effective on units of the fourth rank or below, while Kunpeng's Dragon Tiger Mighty Pill could be effective even on demigod-level units. The difference in strength was obvious.
"This? This? This?" A hint of panic flashed in the creature's eyes, but it quickly regained its composure and continued to look at Kunpeng. "What price are you planning to sell it for?"
However, although Kunpeng was timid, it didn't mean he was stupid. After all, he had lived for over a thousand years and was the leader of the Demon Emperor's Palace. He naturally noticed the fleeting panic on the other party's face.
"This? I'm not quite sure about the price either. Why don't you see how much you think is reasonable? If I think it's okay, I'll sell it to you. We're not in it for the money, just to make friends!" Kunpeng said, pretending to be generous. The other party, however, fell into deep thought, even showing a hint of anxiety on his face.
At this moment, Kunpeng gradually calmed down. It seemed that there were many rules and restrictions on the transactions in this pharmacy. These restrictions not only bound him, but also bound the strange creatures in the room.
The only difference between the two is that the strange creature knows what the rules are, while the person who walks in does not, and therefore often dies because of the rules.
However, Kunpeng's actions seemed to have inadvertently triggered the store's rules, and might even have a negative impact on the store's strange creatures, which is why the other party showed panic and anxiety.
After all, they were just low-level monsters. Without the protection of the rules, they were nothing more than ants that could be crushed with a single palm strike in front of Kunpeng.
"Exchange these three bottles of potions for them? No, no, no? Thirty bottles! Ten of each! This is all the stock I have in my shop!" the creature said urgently, its tone clearly showing panic.
Having figured out the key point, Kunpeng was no longer in a hurry. Instead, he looked at the other party with slight dissatisfaction and said, "Boss! That's not fair of you! When it comes to medicine, no amount of junk can compare to a good pill! Don't even mention thirty bottles, even if I had three hundred bottles of this potion, it wouldn't be of any use to me, would it?"
"No, no, no! I can add more, I can add other things..." Hearing Kunpeng's refusal, the monster became visibly flustered, its anxiety barely concealed. "Look, what else in this shop do you like? Anything is fine as long as you're willing to trade!"
After searching around and finding nothing else to trade, the strange creature stammered incoherently.
"This? It doesn't seem like there's anything to trade." Kunpeng looked around. Apart from the counter, the shop only had bottles and jars on the shelves on both sides, but they were all broken limbs and fragments, which were of no use to him.
"No, no, no! Look, there must be something! This, the devil's arm! And this, the devil's heart! Look at them all, there must be something you can use!" the monster said frantically, pointing to the shelves on both sides and pleading, as if he would be in great danger if there was nothing that Kunpeng could find.
Indeed, that was the case. Kunpeng thought to himself that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, trading was the rule of this shop: either sell or buy. Clearly, he had chosen to sell, so the shopkeeper had to offer him something that would satisfy him in order to complete the transaction.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be Kunpeng who would be punished by the rules, but rather the strange creature in front of him.
Thinking of this, Kunpeng felt much more at ease. Looking at the other party's panicked appearance, he realized that fear was indeed caused by the unknown. He was no longer afraid of himself; it was the other party who was afraid.
"This? Since you like it so much, how about you trade this shop with me? Then this shop will belong to me?" Kunpeng asked tentatively, suddenly very curious. If even this shop is gone, what will become of this strange creature?
"This shop?" Upon hearing Kunpeng's request, the creature breathed a sigh of relief, but soon found itself in a dilemma: If I sell you the shop, where will I go?
"If it doesn't work out, then forget it! It's not like I absolutely have to buy it!" Seeing the other party's hesitation, Kunpeng immediately said, and even turned to leave.
"Fine! That's settled! I'll use this shop to buy your medicine!" Seemingly sensing the terrifying rule about to befall it, the monster shouted in a panic, snatching the medicine bottle from the table.
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