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Wu Chen shrugged. He was Supreme Pill God. It was the Spiritual Treasure Pavilion's honor that he was willing to sell the pills here. But they actually despised his pills.

A moment later, a bald old man came out in a hurry. They all recognized this old man. He was a Level 1 alchemist, Huang Le.

"Master Huang, why did you come here personally?"

Su Lan quickly went up to welcome him. Master Huang was an alchemist, and he had a high position in the Spiritual Treasure Pavilion.

"What about that senior?"

Huang Le scanned the hall, as if he was looking for something.

"Master Huang, what are you looking for?"

Everyone was stunned.

"I am looking for the senior who refined this pill. Where is he?"

Huang Le looked left and right, seeming to be extremely anxious. The others were becoming more and more confused. Wasn't this just a Qi Gathering Pill? What was so great about this? All alchemists knew how to refine Qi Gathering Pill.

"I'm here."

Huang Le's eyes fell on Wu Chen, his face full of doubt. Wu Chen was only fifteen or sixteen years old. Could he really refine a medicinal pill of that grade?

"That medicinal pill was refined by you?"

"If it wasn't me, could it be you?" Wu Chen asked back.

Huang Le really wanted to refine that grade of medicinal pill, but his alchemy level was limited, so he was unable to refine it.

Wu Chen saw that Huang Le did not seem to believe it, so Wu Chen took out another small box and handed it to Huang Le.

Huang Le took it over and impatiently opened the box. His body suddenly shook. His eyes were wide open, staring at the pill inside the box as if he had seen a ghost.

Seeing this, everyone began to whisper amongst themselves.

"Could it be that this medicinal pill was really refined by him?"

"That's absolutely impossible. Even we can't become alchemists. How could Wu Chen become an alchemist?"

"I also feel that it's impossible. After all, the requirements to become an alchemist are incomparably harsh. Only one out of a million people can become a true alchemist."

Su Lan was a little worried. She asked with concern, "Master Huang, what is wrong with you? Is there a problem with this pill? "

In fact, she wanted to remind Huang Le that this pill was stolen by Wu Chen from the Wu family. If Wu Zhan knew that his son had stolen the pill from his family and sold it, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood.

Huang Le's body shook. He suddenly closed the box and made a move that shocked everyone. Wu Chen said, "Senior, please forgive me."

In an instant, everyone widened their eyes.

What did Huang Le just say?

Everyone's mind went blank.

Huang Le was a Level 1 alchemist, and his status was incomparably noble. Even the shop owner was polite to him. Whenever he had any requests, the shop owner would try his best to satisfy them. However, he was now addressing Wu Chen as senior. This made them very shocked.

Wu Chen nodded. At least Huang Le had some knowledge.

"Senior, let's go to Internal Hall and talk."

Huang Le bowed and said. His attitude was extremely respectful.

Everyone was stunned. Their minds were in chaos.

"How is this possible?"

Qian Ningning forcefully shook her head. She did not believe what she saw. She was very clear about Wu Chen's talent. His talent was the worst in Yunfeng City!

Su Lan and Ying's eyes were wide open. Their minds were blank and they could not think straight.

"Master Huang, could you be mistaken? This person is just a piece of trash." Su Lan muttered.

"Shut up."

The one who could concoct the Supreme Pill was at least a Level 2 alchemist. Such a person was not someone the Spiritual Treasure Pavilion could offend. It could be said that as long as Wu Chen waved his hand, countless people would be willing to serve him. He only needed one thought to destroy the Spiritual Treasure Pavilion.

"No need, I'm only here to buy some things."

"I wonder what you want to buy?"

Wu Chen pointed to the tray on the side and said, "It is those things."

Huang Le looked at it. These things were all very valuable. At least they were worth One Hundred Thousand Silver Taels.

"Those two pills should be enough."

Hearing these words, everyone could not help but become cynical. This trash really thinks too highly of himself. He actually wanted to use these two pills to exchange for something worth 130,000. Even Level 2 pills cannot be exchanged for these things.

Su Lan and Ying fiercely stared at Wu Chen. He simply did not put Spiritual Treasure Pavilion in his eyes. He wanted to use two medicinal pills to exchange for something that was worth more than a hundred thousand. Was he daydreaming?

Only Huang Le was overjoyed. Only he knew the true value of those two pills. The market price of one Supreme Pill was usually seventy to eighty thousand silver. When medicinal pills were scarce, it would rise to One Hundred Thousand Silver Taels. Moreover, it had always been priceless. Two Supreme Pill could be sold for at least 150,000 silver. Therefore, this transaction was very worth it.

"Alright."

Just as he finished speaking, everyone was stunned once again. Could it be that this old fellow's mind wasn't clear? He actually agreed to exchange two medicinal pills for something worth over a hundred thousand silver.

Su Lan opened her mouth and wanted to persuade him. The thing worth more than a hundred thousand silver disappeared for no reason. If the shop owner were to hold her accountable, as the manager, she could not avoid responsibility.

"Shut up, I know what to do."

Huang Le shouted angrily. He held the box tightly with his right hand, afraid that Wu Chen would go back on his word and not give the pill to them. This was the Supreme Pill, the perfect pill that all alchemists dreamt of. He still wanted to take it back and study it to see what kind of charm this pill had. If possible, he even wanted to personally concoct this pill.

Wu Chen did not say much. He picked up those things and turned around to leave.

"Senior, take care."