"Haha, I have my own reasons for doing this. Let's talk about this later."
Yang Jidao.
The ghost alchemist still doesn't know that Yang Ji has borrowed 2,000 Xingxiu Pills from Wan Guan Lou. Otherwise, he would have been stunned and would never have been able to say this.
2000 Star Pills. The ghost alchemist has been refining pills for decades, but I am afraid that he has never made so much money until now. This is simply an astronomical figure.
However, Yang Ji was not worried. The greater the reputation of the Pure Demon-Subduing Pill and the more people it cured, the more he could afford to sell it to Wanguanlou.
Moreover, the ghost elixir master may be very good at protecting treasures and purifying demon-conquering elixirs, but to Yang Ji, this is definitely not a profound elixir. Yang Ji also has absolutely no intention of making money by making low-level elixirs like this all the time.
The ghost alchemist looked disappointed. He still maintained the old idea that the alchemist should keep all the alchemy recipes in his own hands and not let others know.
However, if Yang Ji is determined, there is nothing the ghost alchemist can do. After all, the elixir does not belong to him.
"Nephew of Zi Mansion"
While we were chatting, suddenly, an extremely exaggerated, wailing sound came from a distance. This sound made people crawl all over.
Both of them felt uncomfortable and turned their heads to look in the direction where the sound came from.
"Da da da!"
There was a burst of chaos, exaggerated footsteps came from a distance, smoke billowed, and a woman with a head full of pearls and green hair was seen. She looked like she was crying, but there was no cry or tears, and she was carrying a handful of
Yahuan, servants, old ladies and the guards from the aristocratic family came here in great force. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!