The three of them slowly shuttled through the human flow on the street. Due to Xiao Ming being at the front, the area around Xiao Yan's group was quite spacious. They did not have to squeeze among the crowd with great difficulty like the others.
Along the way, Xiao Yan looked at the stalls on both sides, which were gradually filling up with items. The corners of his mouth curled into an interested smile, and a hopeful look appeared on his face.
Although these stalls did not appear to be popular, it was difficult to guarantee that there would not be any rare treasures hidden within them. After all, there were quite a number of good things on him that he had obtained from these inconspicuous stalls. Therefore, each time he saw them, Xiao Yan would not tire of them even though there was rarely anything that caught his eye.
In the end, these stalls were a competition of luck.
As the crowd headed towards the center of the city, Xiao Yan could clearly sense that the number of powerhouses around them was increasing.
Unlike other places, at the border of the Middle Region and even under the three great clans, the experts from the Source Zong could be considered the cornerstone of the clans. However, such a strength was merely ordinary in the current Liu Li City. Xiao Yan's Spiritual Perception even sensed that there were at least three auras of the Source Zun class around the street they were currently on.
The Pill Tower was indeed worthy of being called the number one faction in the continent. A Pill Gathering in an ordinary city could attract such a large number of Source Venerates. It was hard to imagine how many powerhouses of such strength would be gathered at the Pill Tower's headquarters.
As they passed through the street, Xiao Yan was surprised by the various powerhouses in the city. His gaze swept across the surrounding stalls one by one, but unfortunately, he did not find any special treasures.
Xiao Yan had no choice but to quicken his pace. Instead of wasting time on these worthless stalls, it was better to hurry to the final destination of this trip, Pill City. He believed that they would be able to see even more rare items there.
However …
While Xiao Yan's group was moving quickly, a rather unusual stall suddenly attracted Xiao Yan's attention.
There was only a pitch-black metal scroll placed on top of the huge stall made of bluestone. Other than that, there was nothing else. The owner of this stall was currently sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. He did not seem to care about the few people who were examining the metal scroll in front of the stall.
This action caused quite a number of passersby on the street to cast curious gazes in succession. Some of the people who were familiar with them had a mocking smile on their faces. Immediately, they shook their heads and left.
The old man was well known in Veluriyam City. He only bought one item every day until he sold it. Only then would he change to another item. For some unknown reason, the iron scroll on the stone platform had been there for almost a month. During this period, many people had come forward to inquire about it, but the final result was not satisfactory.
"Old man, you actually dare to demand such an exorbitant price for a Soul Skill with an unknown background. Aren't you a little too greedy?"
At this moment, the few people in front of the stall revealed impatient expressions on their faces after inspecting the black metal scroll in front of them. Their disdainful gazes landed on the old man with his eyes closed.
However, the old man acted as if he did not hear these disdainful words. The expressions on the faces of the few people turned gloomy when they saw the old man's attitude. Clearly, they were quite interested in this metal scroll. However, the seller's price and attitude were really unacceptable.
"Get lost!"
The old man appeared to have become a little impatient in the face of the endless chatter of the few people in front of the stall. He suddenly opened his mouth and a threatening voice that contained a spiritual pressure was suddenly emitted. Those few people immediately became absent-minded for a couple of seconds under this cry. Their expressions had changed drastically by the time they recovered. They immediately snorted coldly and swiftly left.
After that, Xiao Yan stepped forward with interest. Xiao Siyu frowned as she watched Xiao Yan's actions. Her cautious gaze also landed on the old man.
However, Xiao Ming's eyes were fixed on the black metal scroll when he saw it. He frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
"Old man, may I take a look at this metal scroll?"
Xiao Yan stepped forward and asked the old man politely with a smile.
However, the old man ignored him. Seeing this, Xiao Yan immediately felt a little embarrassed. He smiled embarrassedly. Then, with a thought, Spiritual Strength gathered and slowly approached the metal scroll on the stone platform.
However, when that old man sensed the Spiritual Strength in Xiao Yan's body, a pair of tightly shut old eyes were immediately opened. His expression was somewhat surprised as he looked at Xiao Yan. He sized him up, but was unable to find any younger generation alchemist who was comparable to Xiao Yan from his memories.
At the same time, Xiao Yan's Spiritual Strength was poured into the metal scroll in front of him. After a short period of continuous pouring, there was indeed a Soul Technique hidden deep within this metal scroll. However, just as Xiao Yan was attempting to probe it, he sensed that there was a layer of restriction that had been added by an external force. Xiao Yan immediately frowned when he sensed this. It was likely that no one would do such a foolish thing if they were to bid for it without even knowing the tier of this Soul Technique.
A long while later, Xiao Yan could only withdraw his Spiritual Strength in disappointment after confirming that there was indeed nothing else within this metal scroll. Immediately, he sighed softly. In the end, he still adopted a curious attitude as he asked the old man.
"Senior, how much do you intend to pay for this metal scroll?"
Hearing this, the old man raised his eyelids and nodded slightly.
"Two high-grade Class 7 pill recipes."
"Uh …"
Xiao Yan was immediately at a loss when these words were uttered. His face immediately revealed a bitter smile as he shook his head and said,
"Senior, there is indeed only one Soul Skill in this metal scroll. If you want to exchange it for such a price, it is a little too high."
"Hmph, I thought that you are also a Class 7 alchemist, but you are actually such a mediocre person. This old man has overestimated you. Let's go."
The old man sneered. His tone was full of mockery. These words caused Xiao Siyu's face to darken. She was about to step forward to argue when Xiao Ming suddenly reached out and stopped her. His lips parted slightly, and his words were quietly transmitted into Xiao Yan's ears.
"Soul Stone Metal Scroll …"
After hearing Xiao Ming's voice transmission, Xiao Yan's face, which had just revealed a disappointed expression, was suddenly stunned. A moment later, he nodded silently. His pitch-black eyes, which were staring at the metal scroll in front of him, gradually became fiery.
… …
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