Although the Alpha Centauri hadn't come, the Bai Family had still sent out a key figure.
Qin Shaofeng recognized this person. It was Bai Yifan.
When he saw Qin Shaofeng again, Bai Yifan sighed emotionally. "Young Master Qin, you are indeed extraordinary!"
There were actually two meanings behind Bai Yifan's sigh.
The first was that Qin Shaofeng was able to survive that kind of bombardment without any injuries. This made him sigh with emotion.
After all, if Bai Yifan had been subjected to such a bombardment, he would have only been able to watch helplessly as death awaited him.
The second was that Qin Shaofeng had actually been able to persuade his third grandfather to make a deal with him.
The Alpha Centauri was known to be difficult to deal with in the Bai Family. Even when dealing with outsiders, they had an eccentric temperament.
Therefore, Bai Yifan was very surprised that Qin Shaofeng had made such a deal with his third grandfather.
However, after considering the effects of martialist spirit pills, Bai Yifan still approved of this deal.
"Mr. Bai, you must be joking. Compared to you, I, Qin Shaofeng, am far inferior!" Qin Shaofeng said with a smile.
Then, he motioned for Black Tiger to take out the items.
Bai Yifan, who had originally wanted to say something, widened his eyes when he saw Black Tiger take out a password-protected box.
"Young Master Qin, don't tell me that these are all martialist spirit pills?" Bai Yifan was a little surprised.
In Bai Yifan's opinion, even if Qin Shaofeng had made a deal with the Bai Family, there would have been at most 60 to 70 martialist spirit pills in the beginning, or even less.
After all, Qin Shaofeng had only taken out 30 martialist spirit pills during the trade fair on the Sea King.
However, the other party had actually taken out a password-protected box?
Although it was a portable box, this was still far beyond Bai Yifan's expectations.
"Take a look and you'll know!" Qin Shaofeng smiled faintly.
It shouldn't be!
His third grandfather had said that martialist spirit pills were pure pills. It was impossible for so many of them to appear at once!
Bai Yifan guessed in his heart. However, in the next moment, when Black Tiger opened the password-protected box, he was stunned.
Inside the password-protected box, there were thirty identical jade bottles neatly arranged.
Bai Yifan couldn't help but step forward. He took out a jade bottle and opened it to take a look.
10 pills!
There were 10 martialist spirit pills in one bottle..
Bai Yifan had seen a Martial Artist Spirit Pill before, so he had already memorized the smell of the Martial Artist Spirit Pill.
The 10 martialist spirit pills were the same as before.
They were all martialist spirit pills!
After a few minutes, he finally confirmed that there were 10 martialist spirit pills in each of the 30 jade bottles. After confirming that there were a total of 300 martialist spirit pills, Bai Yifan took a deep look at Qin Shaofeng.
"Young Master Qin, you're really amazing!"
Qin Shaofeng smiled and said, "Mr. Bai, you're too polite. I still need to rely on you to sell my pills!"
Bai Yifan's eyes flashed as he calculated in his heart.
Then, Bai Yifan raised his head and looked at Qin Shaofeng. He asked in a deep voice, "Young Master Qin, may I ask if you can refine this Cultivator Spirit Pill if you have enough Spirit Herbs?"
Before coming here, Bai Yifan learned from his third grandfather that these martialist spirit pills were refined by Qin Shaofeng.
At first, Bai Yifan was surprised, but now he thought of more.
"Yes!" Qin Shaofeng nodded, "As long as there are enough spiritual herbs, there won't be a problem."
"Let me tell you this. Basically, a 100-year-old low-grade spiritual herb can be refined into three martialist spirit pills." Qin Shaofeng explained.
Of course, the real situation was not like this.
With a 100-year-old low-grade spiritual herb and some ordinary herbs, Qin Shaofeng could refine dozens of martialist spirit pills.
After all, these so-called martialist spirit pills were actually inferior low-grade spirit pills.
However, Qin Shaofeng could only say this to Bai Yifan.
Even so, Bai Yifan was still startled by this.
A single low-grade spiritual herb could be refined into three martialist spirit pills?
A martialist spirit pill could be sold for the price of a middle-grade spiritual herb!
In other words, the value of a single low-grade spiritual herb refined into a martialist spirit pill increased by more than 30 times.
Bai Yifan also knew that Qin Shaofeng must have underestimated the number.
However, even if Bai Yifan tried to overestimate the martialist spirit pill, according to Qin Shaofeng's words, he believed that a single low-grade spiritual herb could be refined into five martialist spirit pills.
It had to be said that this was the case when one's alchemy skills fell behind.
In fact, if a single low-grade spiritual herb was used well, it could allow a Xiantian martial artist to advance from the first stage to the tenth stage. If one was lucky, it was not impossible to break through to the Xiantian Martial Master realm.
Unfortunately, this was only for martialists. It was very difficult for martialists to achieve this.
However, if it was refined into pills, martialists could fully utilize the value of a single low-grade spiritual herb.
However, it was a pity that the alchemy on Earth was really too backward.
Bai Yifan did not know this, but in his opinion, this was already incredible.
However, Bai Yifan thought of something else at this moment.
After a moment of silence, Bai Yifan looked at Qin Shaofeng and suddenly asked, "Young Master Qin, can you refine even more powerful martialist spirit pills?"
"That's right!"
Qin Shaofeng did not deny this point. He nodded and said, "What you see now is only a low-grade martialist spirit pill. If it's just a middle-grade spiritual herb and some special herbs, I can refine a middle-grade martialist spirit pill! "
Middle-grade martialist spirit pill?
Bai Yifan's eyes flashed and he asked, "How is the effect of a middle-grade martialist spirit pill?"
"The effect is the same as a low-grade martialist spirit pill!" Qin Shaofeng pointed at the pills in front of Bai Yifan. "It's just a middle-grade martialist spirit pill, which corresponds to the improvement of the Xiantian Master realm."
After a pause, Qin Shaofeng seemed to have thought of something. He looked at Bai Yifan and said meaningfully, "If you have five middle-grade martialist spirit pills, with your current realm, there is a certain chance that you will advance further!"
Advance further?
Bai Yifan's heart skipped a beat. He immediately understood the meaning of Qin Shaofeng's words.
He was already a ninth level Xiantian Master, and he was in the late stage.
According to Qin Shaofeng, with five middle-grade martialist spirit pills, he could break through to the Xiantian Master realm?
Even Bai Yifan, who had experienced a lot, was excited at this moment.
Xiantian Master!
If nothing unexpected happened, with Bai Yifan's talent, he would definitely be able to enter the Xiantian Master realm. However, it would take at least three years.
Now, he only needed five pills to shorten the time by three years?
How could he not be excited?
At this moment, Bai Yifan's mind was filled with even more thoughts.
"Young Master Qin, since there are low-grade and middle-grade martialist spirit pills, there should also be high-grade martialist spirit pills, right?" Bai Yifan suddenly asked.
"Yes!" Qin Shaofeng nodded.
"Then, does this high-grade martialist spirit pill correspond to the improvement of the Xiantian Master realm?" After asking this question, Bai Yifan's breathing became a little hurried.
"That's right, but …"
Qin Shaofeng paused and looked at Bai Yifan with a smile. "The ingredients to refine this high-grade martialist spirit pill require high-grade spirit herbs. At least three high-grade spirit herbs and 30 middle-grade spirit herbs are needed to refine a high-grade martialist spirit pill."
Three high-grade spirit herbs?
Bai Yifan frowned slightly. He didn't care about the number Qin Shaofeng had mentioned and the 30 stalks of Medium Grade Spiritual Herbs.
However …
If it was a high grade spirit herb, it would be a different story!
It should be known that the price of a high-grade Spirit Herb was extremely high. Furthermore, according to Qin Shaofeng, it was not worth it to refine three middle-grade Spirit Herbs into a high-grade Cultivator Spirit Pill.
This was because a high-grade spirit herb could allow a Xiantian Master to improve a lot after completely absorbing it.
If three high-grade spirit herbs were used, even a fifth or sixth stage Xiantian Master would be able to improve by at least one stage after absorbing them.
According to this calculation, it was not worth it to refine a high-grade martialist spirit pill.
But in the next moment, Qin Shaofeng's words made Bai Yifan excited again.
"Oh, right!" Qin Shaofeng seemed to have thought of something and said.
"I forgot to tell you. If a peak-level Xiantian Master takes this high-grade martialist spirit pill, the chances of breaking through to the Xiantian Master realm will increase by at least fifty to sixty percent."
What?
This time, Bai Yifan could not help but ask.
A high-grade martialist spirit pill could help a peak-level Xiantian Master break through to the Xiantian Master realm?
"Young Master Qin, are you serious? Can a high-grade martialist spirit pill really help a person break through to the Xiantian Master realm? "
"Oh, do you think I'll get any benefits from lying to you?"
"…"
…
An hour later, Bai Yifan left in a hurry.
After an hour, Bai Yifan and Qin Shaofeng had already discussed some things.
According to the price given by Qin Shaofeng, one low-grade Spirit Herb was the cost of three low-grade Spirit Herbs for these 300 low-grade Spirit Pills.
However, a low-grade martialist spirit pill could be sold for the price of ten low-grade spirit herbs.
This meant that a low-grade martialist spirit pill refined from a low-grade spirit herb could be sold for the price of thirty low-grade spirit herbs.
This was thirty times the price!
And these three hundred low-grade martialist spirit pills could be sold for the price of three thousand spirit herbs, and this price was not low.
This was because Bai Yifan had told Qin Shaofeng that he would hold an auction to auction these martialist spirit pills.
In fact, before this, Qin Shaofeng was still a little worried.
Because if the price was set at ten low-grade spirit herbs for one low-grade martialist spirit pill, would there really be so many spirit herbs?
For this reason, Qin Shaofeng deliberately tested Bai Yifan once, saying that all the low-grade martialist spirit pills could be bought with spirit herbs.
In the end, Bai Yifan's expression did not change at all. It should be known that these three hundred martialist spirit pills were worth at least three thousand low-grade spirit herbs. If they were to be auctioned, the final price would only be high, not low.
But Bai Yifan did not care about this, which suddenly made Qin Shaofeng feel different.
Obviously, Bai Yifan's attitude showed that spirit herbs were not as rare on Earth as he had thought before.
At least low-grade spirit herbs were like this. There were probably some martialist families that had the means to grow spirit herbs and had a lot of spirit herbs in their hands.
At the very least, Bai Yifan had hinted to him that he could help the Bai Family refine a batch of middle-grade martialist spirit pills or even high-grade martialist spirit pills.
In this regard, Qin Shaofeng did not refuse, but he said that it would take some time.
Bai Yifan thought that Qin Shaofeng was going to wait until the low-grade martialist spirit pills were auctioned and see the price of martialist spirit pills before deciding to help him refine middle-grade or even high-grade martialist spirit pills.
Therefore, he was not in a hurry and only discussed with Qin Shaofeng about the auction of the low-grade martialist spirit pills before leaving directly.
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