As Yin Yuanming appeared, he laughed, "Brother Qin, I was just looking for you!"
Qin Feiyang was startled and asked, "What do you need me for?"
"You see, a month has passed, and the elixirs you gave me have long been auctioned off. Now, is it possible…" Yin Yuanming chuckled, the very epitome of an old fox.
Qin Feiyang's face twitched, and he sighed reluctantly, "You're not ignorant of the principle that rarity enhances value. If we auction them every month, they'll lose their worth."
"Right, right, right."
"Therefore, we are now planning to auction one Vermilion Glazed Pill and one Potential Elixir every half month," Yin Yuanming said with a smile.
Qin Feiyang pondered, then asked, "What was the final auction price for the last Potential Elixir?"
"Around two hundred billion." Yin Yuanming held up two fingers, his face beaming.
Qin Feiyang was astounded. Compared to a Potential Elixir with one elixir pattern, its price has doubled?
