With that thought in mind, Yi Chen swept up the Mountain Lord's skeletal remains from the ground with a wave of his sleeve and stored them in his storage ring.
This item was useless to him, but for the ordinary landlords who couldn't cultivate, it was a treasure; just soak it in some strong liquor, and it would be a great tonic.
Soon enough, each jar would be priced at one hundred taels, and don't you dare haggle.
The bones of a late-stage Qi Refinement Realm tiger demon were a rare find; a bone-soaked liquor sold to you for one hundred taels wasn't expensive, not at all.
If you didn't buy it, there were plenty of others who would.
He would even have to set different prices based on the different parts of the tiger brother's bones.
As he mulled over this, Yi Chen had a sudden inspiration and also collected the leftover bone trimmings on the ground into the storage ring.
He had almost forgotten about the down-market.
These were the people who had some money, but not much.
