For ordinary alchemists, they are grateful if they can achieve a 40% to 50% success rate in making pills, because sometimes the furnace will explode and nothing will be left.
Yun Zheng thought that she had made a huge profit by exchanging one seventh-grade spiritual herb for two eighth-grade spiritual herbs.
The young vendor felt a little nervous when he saw the two of them looking down at the spiritual herbs and medicines.
Suddenly, the girl in red raised her head, her brows bright and proud, and she said, "I want all of these!"
"All...all?"
The young vendor widened his eyes in surprise.
There are at least forty magical herbs and medicines in his stall.
She wanted them all, which meant she had to pay with about twenty pills.
Does she have that many?
She just nodded seriously.
The young vendor looked skeptical and asked cautiously again, "Girl, do you really want them all?"
"Yes." Yun Zheng nodded naturally.
After she finished speaking, she took out three medicinal jade bottles from her storage space and placed them on the table. She looked up at him and said, "I just counted and you have forty-three eighth-grade spiritual herbs and medicinal herbs here. I will give you twenty-two medicinal pills."
"There are three kinds of elixirs in here: the Evil Breaking Pill, the Soul Fusion Pill, and the Blood Qi Pill."
"You can take a look first. If there's no problem with the quality and grade, all the spiritual herbs and medicines on this stall will belong to me."
The young vendor was stunned when he heard these words.
After being stunned for a few seconds, he reacted and leaned over to pick up the three jade bottles with a half-believing and half-doubting heart.
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