Alchemy Department's Thirty-sixth Pavilion.
This was the largest Medicine Pavilion in the Alchemy Department. It occupied a large area and had seven floors. Just the first floor alone occupied an area of three acres. The space on this floor was very large. The pavilions on the upper floors were smaller. Such a large pavilion was quite rare.
Even as the dean of the Alchemy Department, Old Zui could only stay on the fourth floor. The first three floors were only open when the Alliance Master and Vice Alliance Master were present. The items on the third floor were all divine-grade items, and were sealed with powerful seals. Even an Ingress Realm expert would die if they tried to force their way in.
Now, Old Man Zui was sitting on the fourth floor. There were very few pills on this floor, and even fewer herbs. However, every single one of them was a top Saint Tier item. Every single one of them was priceless. It was difficult to find them outside.
This floor was also open to ordinary people. Only the Alliance's Holy Elders or Big Shots could come here.
At this moment, other than Old Man Zui, there was another old man on this floor. This old man had a tall and sturdy figure with well-developed muscles and a full beard. He looked very much like a powerful general on the battlefield. He only wore a thin vest and there were many scars on his body. It was a shocking sight. He was the Pavilion Master of the Thirty-sixth Pavilion, Xuanyuan Badao.
This name was very domineering. Just like his name, he had an extremely fiery temper. After staying here for so many years, he had slightly restrained himself.
As early as a thousand years ago, Xuanyuan Badao's name had spread throughout the Transcendent World. His talent was powerful and his battle prowess was abnormal. He had never blinked when killing people. Whoever provoked him would die. It was common for him to fight people above his level.
With such a famous character and the Xuanyuan Clan as his backing, no one dared to go against him. He had once stepped into the first place of the bounty list. Many forces had joined forces to pay a high price for his life. At that time, he was almost killed. In the end, he didn't die, but the people who chased after him died.
However, no one knew how he was expelled from the Xuanyuan Clan and became one of the Pavilion Masters of the Alchemy Department.
It was rumored that he had a lot to do with the scandal of the Xuanyuan Clan eight hundred years ago. However, not many people knew about this scandal. Not many people knew about the inside story.
"Badao, you drink Heart Nourishing Tea every day. Don't you feel bored? Come, try the 'Eight Drunken Immortals' that I got from a little guy. The wine is quite strong." Old Man Zui said casually to Xuanyuan Badao and handed the wine jug to him.
Xuanyuan Badao sat cross-legged on the praying mat and slowly boiled the tea. He did not even look at the drunk old man's wine as he replied, "You are still the dean of the Alchemy Department. Don't you feel ashamed to be drunk all day long?"
"I've been addicted to this since I was young. I'm afraid I won't be able to quit in this lifetime." After a short pause, he asked, "So many years have passed, but you still haven't taken that half a step?"
"Badao 'Badao.." Xuanyuan Badao replied indifferently. "You didn't come back today to ask me about this right?"
"Of course not. I haven't come back for two years. I want to see if you've taken that step. I also want to see the situation of the Alchemy Department. That girl Ji Fei is really amazing. She managed this place so well that I'm embarrassed to say that I'm the Head."
"Then give the Head's position to that girl. You don't care about it anyway."
"Care? Why wouldn't I care? That girl actually dared to talk about me in the main hall. She has no respect for her elders."
"It's not like you don't know that girl's personality. She always acts for the public. She will never act selfishly. Why do you need to lower yourself to her level?"
"I don't have time to lower myself to her level. This time, I brought back an interesting boy. I want to recommend him to Senior Brother. That's why I came to ask if you know Senior Brother's whereabouts. Don't tell me you don't know. Senior Brother has always trusted you."
"Is it that boy called Yang Wu?"
"Yes. You've heard about him right? What do you think?"
"When did such an excellent alchemist appear in the Yang Clan?"
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Yang Wu followed Cao Jifei to the 33 Medicine Pavilions. There were pills recommended by Cao Jifei here, such as the Arhat Golden Pill, Nirvana Pill, Colored Glaze Saint Pill … These were all pills that were unique to various forces. Some alliances did not even have the pill formulas. They could only cooperate with the other party and ask the other party to provide them for trade. Only the Alchemist Alliance was qualified to ask them to do so. Other forces could forget about it.
Yang Wu's alchemy skills were not bad, but some of the pills here were not something he could refine. Without the pill formulas, no matter how skilled an alchemist was, it would be useless.
Cao Jifei brought him here not only to see these pills, but also because Yang Wu wanted to trade the Saint Pills in his hands.
Just now, at the 28 Medicine Pavilions, he did not have enough Saint Stones to buy the Blood Mustering Vine.
As a matter of fact, he quickly asked Cao Jifei where he could buy pills here. So, he came to the 33 Medicine Pavilions.
The Pavilion Master of the 33 Medicine Pavilions was responsible for collecting Saint Pills.
This Pavilion Master was a very senior Saint Elder. Although he was only a Copper Alchemist, his alchemy skills were top-notch. He knew the value of every Saint Pill and rarely made mistakes. It was because of this that the 33 Medicine Pavilions were overseen by him.
Yang Wu had been refining pills for two months in the family. Ten of them were Saint Pills. Aside from leaving most of them for the family, he also had some on him. Adding the Star Vein Pills he refined the day before yesterday, he had a total of 30 Saint Pills on hand.
This number was enough to crush many Saint Alchemists.
Others could only refine two or three Saint Pills at most, but he could refine five or six Saint Pills. This was twice as many as others. This was why he was better than others.
Yang Wu took out ten Saint Pills and placed them in front of the Pavilion Master. "Pavilion Master, I want to sell these pills. Please give me a price."
"Yang Wu, don't call me that. Just call me Old Yan. In two days, your position will be above mine. Calling me Pavilion Master is too much for this old man. "The sparsely haired old man in front of him said with a smile.
The Pavilion Master of the 33 Medicine Pavilions, Old Yan, was an honest person. He was just like his name. He had been honest his whole life and pursued the belief that "suffering losses is a blessing". He had suffered many losses since he was young. The ugliest time was when his woman was slept with by his best brother. At that time, some people thought that he wouldn't have much of a future in this life and could only be a third-rate alchemist. He would stay in a small place and live a life where he wouldn't starve to death.
However, honest people had their own good fortune. He gave his most precious herbs to an injured person and helped him get better. Then, his luck changed.
That injured person became his benefactor and helped him grow smoothly. Even after that person died, he received a lot of attention. That was how he went from a third-rate alchemist to a high and mighty Saint Alchemist.
"Elder Yan, his rank is higher than yours, but you have more experience than him. Don't be modest." Cao Jifei had a good relationship with Old Yan, so she spoke more casually.
"Little girl, the Alliance's rules can't be ignored." Old Yan said with a kind smile.
"Alright, hurry up and take a look at his pills. Estimate the price and directly convert them to Saint Stones." Cao Jifei said.
"En, en, I'll take a look at these Saint Pills. The quality must be very good." Old Yan replied and then wiped his eyes. He opened the jade bottle and began to examine the Saint Pills.
Old Yan looked for a while and then muttered, "These seven pills are clearly refined at the same time. They are all first tribulation Saint Pills and the quality is not bad. The flaw is that these pills didn't merge very well. If you look closely, there are some small cracks and spots. This should be because the cooling step wasn't done well enough. It is a pity. If it was done better, it could at least become a second tribulation Saint Pill. These three Star Mark Pills are different. There are no flaws in the body of the pills and they are larger than normal Saint Pills. This proves that the pills have a lot of weight. After going through three tribulations, they can be called perfect Saint Pills."
Old Yan looked at the three Star Mark Pills and praised them. Among the three tribulation Saint Pills, these were definitely the best of the best.
"These are all pills that you refined. How long has it been since you refined them? Why don't I see any second tribulation Saint Pills? "Old Yan turned and asked Yang Wu.
Yang Wu scratched his head and said, "I refined the first tribulation Saint Pill three months ago and the Star Mark Pill the day before yesterday. I am ashamed that I don't have any second tribulation Saint Pills."
"You mean to say that you could only refine one tribulation Saint Pills three months ago and then three tribulation Saint Pills the day before yesterday?" Old Yan asked with wide eyes.
Yang Wu said honestly, "Something like that."
Suddenly, Old Yan, Cao Jifei, Zhu Guanzhou, and Chen Zhiying were all stunned.
If Yang Wu was ashamed like this, how could others live?
"Now I find that other than the Alliance Master and this girl, there is another genius, and that is you, Yang Wu." Old Yan exclaimed.
Cao Jifei said from the side, "I'm not as good as him."
Yang Wu was a little embarrassed by the praise, he said, "This pill can be refined seriously, I can't control it."
"Yes, this is the highest realm of pill refining. As you refine, you will understand and understand how to refine pills. Many people don't understand this principle in their entire lives." Old Yan agreed.
He didn't dwell on this problem. Everyone had their own opportunities, and it was something that others couldn't get. He gave the price of the ten saint pills. The seven first tribulation Saint Pills were worth a million mid grade saint stones, and each one was worth a hundred thousand mid grade saint stones. The price was quite fair. And the three third tribulation Saint Pills were worth fifty thousand high grade saint stones each, which was equivalent to five hundred thousand mid grade saint stones. In total, they were worth two million and five hundred thousand mid grade saint stones.
When Old Yan reported this price, Qing Feng, who was beside Yang Wu, was completely stunned.
She had earned fifty thousand high grade saint stones with great difficulty and felt that she was already very rich, but it was only worth one third tribulation Star Mark Pill. The gap between rich and poor was too big.
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