A blink of an eye.
A day had passed.
In Qingshi Town, within an ancient and quaint courtyard in the Luo Family Ancestral Land,
Luo Changfeng, the Ancestor of the Luo Family,
was now sitting quietly under a stone pavilion.
In his hands, he held a trade item list from the Wan Dan Sect that he slowly perused.
"Spiritual Fire?"
"Beast Fire?"
"All sorts of rare and precious Spiritual Medicines?"
"A storage ring with a hundred cubic meters of space that can remain stable and undamaged for a hundred years?"
"Damn, does this Wan Dan Sect internal trading list actually include Mortal Transcendence Realm slaves?"
"One can freely choose between male and female slaves?"
Under the stone pavilion,
the more Luo Changfeng read, the more shocked he became.
Spiritual Fire, Beast Fire, and all sorts of rare and precious Spiritual Medicines were one thing.
After all, the vast majority of people in the Wan Dan Sect were Alchemists.
