That white-robed man casually put those incredibly valuable Shattered Soul Crystals on the floor. It was obvious that they did not know the value of the Shattered Soul Crystals at all. Even so, he could still feel the energy flowing within.
He knew that they were valuable, which is why he had them on display. Fane raised an eyebrow as he suppressed the excitement in his heart. No matter what, he had to get those Shattered Soul Crystals.
He could not be reckless, because that would cause the white-robed man to realize how much Fane wanted those crystals. Then he would increase the precise, which Fane would have to suffer in silence.
Thinking about it, Fane picked up the pill request by the side. Almost every stall owner would have the pills he wanted written down on the stall. After that, they would specify the rewards.
If the alchemists feel like the rewards were enough, they would take up the business. The white-robed man opened his eyes, measuring Fane. His gaze stopped at the sixth-rank alchemist badge on Fane's chest.
The badge was too eye catching. When the white-robed man saw it, there was a glint of disappointment in his eyes, suddenly losing all interest.
The white-robed man frowned, saying in a cold tone,¹ If you can't do it, just put it down. I don't need any sixth-grade pills."
Fane raised an eyebrow before sighing. He had not really cared about the badge on his chest initially. After all, he had actual skill.
Fane knew better about his own skill than anyone else, but after arriving at the Whirling World, Fane started to regret not getting the sixth-grade alchemist badge back then. He would not have needed to waste so much time in the Whirling World otherwise.
If not for the Shattered Soul Crystal, he might not have bothered explaining. However, he was forced to calm himself for the crystals. He smiled and said, "I can refine the Soul Nurturing Pills!"
Each stall owner would write down all the pills they needed on pieces of paper. Fane was holding the request for Soul Nurturing Pills.
The white-robed man needed ten Soul Nurturing Pills. He would provide the materials as well as a reward of five thousand spirit crystals per pill. The price was not that high, but not low either. The ten pills would get Fane fifty thousand spirit crystals.
The white-robed man looked at the sixth-grade alchemist badge on Fane's chest in disdain at those words.
"I hate wasting time on others. You should look at the badge on your chest before you say anything. The Soul
Nurturing Pill is a middle-tier seventh-grade pill. I need to provide the alchemist with seventh-grade snake grass, pink grass, phoenix claw herbs and seventh-grade follower, the silver silk flower.
"Just those materials alone are worth a lot. Do you think I'll take the risk and offer this business to a sixth -grade alchemist?"
Fane's lips twitched helplessly. At that moment, he wanted to rip the badge on his chest off. That badge constantly caused him problems. Ever since he had the badge, he was constantly looked down on.
The badge was not indicative of his actual skill, so how could Fane be happy with getting looked down on like that? However, he could not just leave at that moment. After all, the Shattered Soul Crystals were there, and he had to have them.
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