Chapter 2539
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Feng Wuyin tugged at Ye Qingtang's sleeve and stared at her with her big, watery eyes. "Sister Ye Yue … I-I'm seeing a finished elixir for the first time!"
Ye Qingtang frowned slightly as she looked at the middle-aged man and Feng Wuyin. She felt a little strange. One had never seen an elixir before, and the other had only seen it once in his life.
Was this necessary?
"Wuyin, you've never seen an elixir before?" Ye Qingtang blurted out.
Feng Wuyin shook her head and said, "Sister Ye Yue, I haven't. The Great Immortal Temple only invented elixirs in recent years."
Ye Qingtang was taken aback by Feng Wuyin's words.
What Feng Wuyin meant was that in this era … elixirs had just been invented, and no one knew the concept of elixirs before that.
Ye Qingtang completely understood after he said that.
No wonder Feng Jiuyou would take such a huge risk to look for herbs in the Zhong Mountain instead of looking for elixirs directly …
All of this was because in this era, elixirs had just been developed, and it was still the most traditional way of alchemy. There was no so-called high-grade Palm Flame, and there was no perfect quality elixir. Everything was the original appearance of elixirs. The earliest stage of elixirs was also the lowest quality elixirs.
Ye Qingtang quickly gathered her thoughts and looked at the middle-aged man. "How about it? Do you want to trade?"
The middle-aged man nodded and looked around carefully. When he realized that no one had noticed his elixir, he kept it carefully like a family heirloom. He looked at Ye Qingtang and said hurriedly, "Of course … it's a great trade. Miss, I've already said that you're definitely not an ordinary person. Although your finished elixirs are extremely precious … this is my grandfather's grandpa's grandpa's ultimate Dharma treasure. You won't lose out. Don't worry!"
Ye Qingtang didn't say anything else. She took the small wooden box and threw it into her space ring.
"Let's go."
After keeping the small wooden box, Ye Qingtang looked at Feng Wuyin and said with a smile.
"Yes!"
Feng Wuyin nodded and tugged at the corner of Ye Qingtang's clothes as they walked forward.
…
At the same time.
Somewhere in the market.
The two men wrapped in black robes never shifted their gazes away from Feng Wuyin.
"That young man is extraordinary," one of the black-robed men said.
"Indeed, it has divine aura and is very suitable as an offering."
"He should be a young man from the Feng Family."
…
At that moment, Ye Qingtang's eyes flickered, and she looked behind her. The two men in black robes disappeared in a flash, and no one knew where they went.
"Sister Ye Yue, what's wrong?" Feng Wuyin asked when she saw that Ye Qingtang had steadied herself.
Ye Qingtang smiled at Feng Wuyin. "It's nothing. Wuyin, are you done shopping? Let's go home early."
"Sister Ye Yue, I'm done shopping. Sister Ye Yue, don't you want to shop a little longer?" Feng Wuyin asked.
"Mm, I'm a little tired today. Let's go back." Ye Qingtang smiled.
"Alright!" Feng Wuyin nodded and pulled Ye Qingtang to the back. On the way, he bought two sticks of candied hawthorns and handed one to Ye Qingtang.
Ye Qingtang's emotions became increasingly complicated as she took over the candied fruit.
Was history going to repeat itself?
But she was just a passerby in this era …
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