The straw-chewing man didn't even lift an eyelid at Yu Mao'er's words. He quoted his price: "Ten pills to a bottle, one thousand superior spirit stones!"
As soon as this price was named, Yu Mao'er's face immediately darkened. Ten pills for one thousand superior spirit stones meant each pill cost one hundred superior spirit stones—equivalent to ten thousand intermediate spirit stones or one million inferior spirit stones. Such a price was by no means cheap. Even though Yu Mao'er was hardly short of spirit stones, she wasn't foolish enough to spend a fortune on something she knew was junk.
The straw-chewing man was adept at reading expressions. Seeing Yu Mao'er's reaction, it was obvious she either looked down on his pills or thought they weren't worth that much. But only he knew the true value of his elixirs. Although he was merely an intermediate alchemist, he had a peculiar quirk: he disliked following established recipes and preferred to research and innovate on his own. He studied new formulations based on the properties of various herbs and spirit medicines, making his concoctions entirely unique. That uniqueness alone was worth an untold number of spirit stones. If an ordinary alchemist bought his pills to study, they might even achieve a major breakthrough.
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