Feng Siyue waved his hand.
Several people kowtowed and thanked him quickly, then ran out like happy rabbits.
Feng Wanqing's teeth were almost broken. Now this woman left everyone with the impression of being kind, which was not what she wanted to see.
Manager Bai was all smiles and praised Feng Siyue several times, then asked someone to count the treasures on the ground.
Soon the number was counted.
There are dozens of different levels of skills, nearly a hundred different magic weapons, hundreds of pills, and some spiritual medicines, etc.
In the end, Manager Bai offered a price of 10 million for a low-quality product.
Feng Wanqing took a deep breath in her heart. She knew that the price offered by Manager Bai must be not low, but this price was too high!
In the eyes of Manager Bai, is this woman so important
She was extremely jealous. If she had known the masked man before, she might have become the guest of honor of the Wandao Chamber of Commerce today, and it would not have been Hanyue's turn!
"Thank you, Manager Bai, but 10 million is a bit high. I'll give you a few more pills."
Feng Siyue had a small jade bottle in her hand and handed it to Manager Bai.
Jiang Lintao sneered: "What spiritual stones can a few medicinal pills be worth? You got a great bargain today!"
“Brother, don’t say that. Maybe Miss Hanyue took out an eighth-level elixir worth tens of millions of spirit stones.”
Feng Wanqing said deliberately.
Jiang Lintao laughed loudly: "Junior sister, you are so naive. How could she possibly produce an eighth-level elixir? Since the death of the Alchemy King of the Tianqi Alchemy Sect a hundred years ago, there have been no eighth-level alchemists in the world!"
However, at this moment, the sarcastic smile on his face suddenly froze at the corner of his mouth.
Because Manager Bai opened the small jade bottle and poured out two purple pills!
As soon as the pill came out, the extremely rich medicinal fragrance immediately filled the entire hall, and everyone felt refreshed and invigorated.
"Eighth-level elixir!"
Feng Wanqing was stunned, and her voice unconsciously became higher and sharp.
"How is this possible!?"
Jiang Lintao rubbed his eyes hard, wondering if there was something wrong with his eyes.
Pills are divided into different levels according to their colors. White, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, and gold correspond to pills of level one to nine respectively.
The highest-level alchemist that has ever appeared in the Abyss Continent is the eighth-level alchemist, which is the Alchemy King that Jiang Lintao just mentioned, and the leader of the Apocalypse Alchemy Sect.
However, the Pill King has been dead for a hundred years, and the eighth-level pills left on the continent have long been eaten up. How is it possible that some are left today
So when people saw these two purple pills, their first reaction was to find it unbelievable.
But the extremely strong medicinal fragrance in the air cannot deceive people, and the pure purple and crystal clear elixir cannot deceive people either, this is definitely an eighth-level elixir!
Even though Manager Bai was well-informed, his hands couldn't help but tremble.
"Miss Hanyue, you should keep these precious pills for yourself. These two pills alone are worth 50 million!"
Scarcity makes things valuable. A few years ago, the Chamber of Commerce auctioned an eighth-grade elixir that the Pill King had refined a hundred years ago. It was sold at a high price of nearly 20 million.
As each eighth-grade pill is used, one less is left, and the price will only be higher now.
"Is this medicine so valuable?"
Feng Siyue didn't know much about the market for elixirs. In the past few years in Shura Domain, the masters hardly gave her and her two babies any elixirs. She was very talented in all aspects and didn't need to take elixirs to improve anything.
If she had known that Third Master's elixir was so valuable, she would not have stayed up all night to rob. What a mistake.
"Of course, the highest-level alchemist on the continent right now is level seven. Before the appearance of an eighth-level alchemist, the price of eighth-level pills will only go up higher and higher."
Manager Bai put the pill back into the pill bottle and returned it to Feng Siyue.
Feng Siyue didn't answer: "Then I'll sell it to you for 40 million. I can't use it anyway."
"Ah... they are definitely worth more than 40 million. If you want to sell them, you can put them up for auction here..."
"No need, just return the favor. You bought a bunch of stuff from me at a premium of 10 million, and you can make the difference in the price of the pills."
Feng Siyue said without hesitation. After all, she still had a lot of eighth-level elixirs in her hands.
Seeing Feng Siyue so calm and composed, Feng Wanqing was going crazy with jealousy.
Where did this woman get the eighth-level elixir, and why does she have such good luck
She took a deep breath, showed a hypocritical smile, and said to Feng Siyue:
"Miss Hanyue, excuse me for asking, where did you get these two eighth-level pills?"
Feng Siyue glanced at her and said expressionlessly:
"Since you know that this is presumptuous, why are you still asking? Do you know me well?"
Feng Wanqing watched Feng Siyue ignore her, then leave with the Purple Crystal Spirit Stone Card given by Wandao Chamber of Commerce. She was so angry that her lungs were about to explode.
She spoke to the other party in a nice and gentle manner, but he didn't give her any face at all and humiliated her in front of so many people, making her lose face.
"Junior Sister Feng, let's go."
Jiang Lintao took Feng Wanqing away, found a secluded place, and said to her:
"Junior sister, this woman is too arrogant. She dares not take you seriously. Senior brother must teach her a lesson!"
Feng Wanqing was delighted, but a look of grievance appeared on her face: "Forget it, Senior Brother, her identity is mysterious, and she can even produce an eighth-level elixir. Maybe she has a strong background. It's not worth it for you to offend her for me."
“Humph!” Jiang Lintao snorted coldly, “Maybe she just got lucky and got some treasures by accident. Does she think that she is the descendant of the Sword God just because she has the Tianxuan Sword? Junior Sister, I tell you, she can’t protect the Tianmen Sword Sect at all!”
Feng Wanqing looked at him in surprise: "Brother, what do you mean?"
"I heard about the monks' alliance from my father and the vice-president yesterday." He whispered in Feng Wanqing's ear:
"The Monk Alliance has just set a rule that all the sects in our Northern Territory must send people to participate in the sect competition. If they do not participate, their sect will not be recognized and must be disbanded!"
Feng Wanqing's eyes flashed with joy, but then she frowned and said, "But she is from the Tianmen Sword Sect, can't she just come to participate in the sect competition?"
Jiang Lintao laughed coldly:
"We want her to participate in the sect competition. Once she's on the field, we'll have plenty of ways to kill her! Her Tianxuan sword is still stuck in the sword tomb. If she doesn't have a magic weapon, what abilities can she have?"
She was ecstatic in her heart. Yes, in the sect competition, she was definitely one of the best. What would that woman be
"Wait, Brother, that masked man is very strong. His cultivation is even higher than that of the Vice Dean!"
Speaking of this, she felt even more regretful. If she had known this man earlier, what would other women have to do with him