Chapter 251 Lee Fei Mangs worry (1/2)

For Bei Ming to actually lose his composure, everyone looked at him in shock.

Bei Ming noticed his error and immediately sat on his chair, coughing a few times as he spoke: ”Three million spirit stones.”

Elder Zi chuckles, after all, he was in a similar position earlier, he stood frozen for an entire hour looking at the pill without moving an inch.

One of the merchants with great achievements bids: ”Four million!”

”Five!”

”Five million five hundred thousand spirit stones!”

”Five million and three pieces of immortal grade herbs!”

One Immortal grade herbs would cost around one million to five million spirit stones depending on their effect.

Mo Xie couldn't help but be a shock; 'These crazy people!'

He had only used resources that could be purchased with a hundred spirit stones, but now, it's being fought over like some sort of treasure.

The bid ended with Bei Ming winning the bid, although all of his Immortal grade herbs were taken by Mo Xie already, he has a pocket as deep as even the Emperor himself.

A full twenty million spirit stones!

Mo Xie sighed, to think that his talent is awe so inspiring, he couldn't help but copy one of those self-centered young masters, brushing his hair and flung his sleeves, with a shake of his head he spoke; ”It's a little lonely to be at the peak…”

”…” Yan Meng is beside him and felt speechless; 'Master might really be affected by some sort of decease…'

Mo Xie's pills were divided into segments, first, middle, and last to be auctioned, after all, it's something that happened the first time within the alchemy association.

Although the effect of the pill is useless to them, but then, as research material, a lot of alchemists would do everything to get at least one.

Mo Xie seeing this had the sudden urge to make his own shop and sell stupidly useless pills with pinnacle grade at skyrocket price.

But then, he forced himself down, after all, the more materials for research, the greater for the alchemists, and one day, it will definitely be a common thing.

Still, Mo Xie felt that the level of alchemy within this plain is too low, although the martial prowess of the experts is good, the alchemy is just too sad to the point that Mo Xie wanted to give it an annual flower burial gift.

Mo Xie then had another thought, if alchemists can produce a pinnacle grade pill, maybe, this plain will start to soar, for some reasons, Immortal grade herbs are worth nothing but shiit here. It's like, it became another form of currency.

Another item was immediately displayed at the stage, Mo Xie found no interest in it, hence, he looked at Yan Meng.

”How far had the alchemist within the Myriad Earth Abyss come in refining Immortal grade herbs?”

Yan Meng nodded and started: ”Master, the time I was there, there were five experts within the Alchemy Dao that can refine Immortal grade pills.”

”Why is that?” Mo Xie asked with a frown.

Yan Meng smiled: ”Master, pill recipes with Immortal ranked herbs are extremely rare, only those five Alchemy Pill kings possess them.”

Mo Xie faced palm himself, he opened one of his eyes: ”How about smiths?”

Yan Meng nods his head: ”There are eight 10-star soul smiths that can create 10-star soul weapons.”

At least, for the smiths, it's many folds better: ”How about beast tamers and potion crafters?”

Yan Meng tilts his head: ”Master, what are those?”

Mo Xie looked at the ceiling (since there are no skies to look at) as he heaved a long sigh: ”Ah, why here…”

Yan Meng felt bewildered at Mo Xie's words, but somehow, had come to terms in accepting such actions.

But as he's feeling peaceful, someone sent him a message through a flying paper, he caught it and spread it wide open.