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Wei Yang walked forward and arrived at the staircase leading to the top floor.
Here, two old men stood guard.
Both of them wore kindly smiles on their faces, but their robes showed that they were staff members of this trading conference.
On their chests, there were no alchemist badges, but from the faint yet majestic Dou Qi that leaked from their bodies, it was clear that both were powerful high-level Dou Zong experts.
When the two old men saw Wei Yang approaching, their gazes swept over his young face, and both were slightly startled.
Immediately after, their eyes quickly shifted to Wei Yang's chest. That dazzling Tier 7 badge caused a trace of astonishment to flash in their eyes.
Such a young Tier 7 alchemist, even in the Holy Pill City, was not common.
"Hehe, honored guest, are you heading to the top floor?" One of the yellow-robed elders stepped forward, cupped his hands, and asked with a polite smile.
"Mn." Wei Yang nodded slightly and returned the gesture.
"Honored guest looks rather unfamiliar, it should be your first time attending the Alchemist Trade Fair, correct?" the yellow-robed elder continued with a smile.
"Yes, the first time. What, is the top floor only open to regulars?" Wei Yang casually joked.
"Hehe, honored guest jests. I was only asking out of curiosity. If you wish to go to the top floor, you may proceed." As he spoke, the yellow-robed elder shifted slightly to the side, making a gesture of invitation.
Wei Yang nodded and walked slowly up the stairs.
It wasn't a long staircase, only about twenty meters. But in this short distance, Wei Yang noticed no fewer than five subtle gazes shooting out from hidden spots, sweeping across his body.
"Quite strict." Wei Yang raised an eyebrow, but didn't mind.
His steps carried him up the final step, and the most mysterious top floor of this trading conference came into his sight.
A glance.
Compared to the two levels below, the top floor wasn't particularly spacious. But the decoration was extremely refined, one could even call it luxurious to the extreme.
On the surface, it didn't seem as dazzling as the second floor, but the floor beneath his feet was paved with pale green warm jade.
As his soles stepped upon it, a faint warmth seeped into the bottom of his feet, making his entire body feel extraordinarily comfortable. On this jade-paved top floor, the number of people was very few, only a few dozen at most.
But though few in number, each one was a top figure.
Any single person here, if placed outside, would be enough to cause a stir — whether they were an alchemy master or a super powerhouse.
Naturally, Wei Yang's appearance drew the attention of some on the top floor, and several gazes shifted toward him.
When they saw the badge on his chest and his youthful face, traces of surprise flickered across their eyes.
It wasn't merely the appearance of youth, but a sense of vitality. Whether someone was truly young, in the eyes of the strong, could usually be judged at a glance.
Of course, while some were inwardly surprised, their gazes only paused for a moment before moving on, without lingering.
In Holy Pill City, while young Tier 7 alchemists were rare, they weren't nonexistent.
Strolling through the top floor, Wei Yang's gaze lingered over various precious items, and he silently nodded to himself.
As expected of the top floor. Any one of these items, if placed in the outside world, would be enough to stir great waves.
If placed in some city auction house, they would absolutely serve as the grand finale.
There were several medicinal herbs that even made Wei Yang feel tempted, unable to resist the urge to snatch them up. But thinking of his limited purse, he could only suppress the desire and keep looking.
There were simply too many treasures here. He couldn't possibly take them all, even bankruptcy wouldn't be enough. Therefore, he could only try to select a few most suitable ones for himself.
At this moment.
Suddenly, a strange sense of unease surged in his heart, causing Wei Yang to halt abruptly.
"Death Life, what's wrong?" he asked inwardly.
This inexplicable sense of unease was transmitted from the Extinguishing Flame of Life in his dantian.
Buzz buzz buzz~
However, the flame only trembled slightly, as if hesitating, unable to express clearly. Soon after, it fell back into silence.
Wei Yang couldn't help but frown slightly.
His gaze swept across the area, and there in the western corner of the top floor, he spotted a cold jade platform. Wisps of chilling air drifted up from the platform, spreading outward and lowering the temperature in this part of the room.
On top of the cold jade platform, scattered about were various medicinal ingredients, scrolls, jade bottles, jade boxes, and other items. A single glance was enough to tell they were far from ordinary.
At this moment, more than a dozen people had gathered around the cold jade platform, seemingly quite interested in the items placed upon it.
Seeing this, Wei Yang also stepped forward, moving closer to the cold jade platform. His eyes shifted to the man seated behind it.
There sat an elderly man with white hair and beard, face ruddy with health, draped in a green robe. He was sitting there with a lazy air, lids half open and half shut, as though he was dozing off.
He gave off an impression of indolence, ignoring the curious buyers standing around him. He didn't bother greeting anyone, in fact, he couldn't even be bothered to lift his eyelids.
Wei Yang's gaze dropped to the old man's chest, but it was completely bare, no badge pinned there.
Yet judging from the attitude of those around him, the fact that no one showed the slightest trace of displeasure, and some even seemed faintly eager to curry favor, it was obvious that this was a heavyweight figure.
At this moment, a black-robed old man came over, greeting him warmly with a chuckle, "Hehe, Elder Qing, business going well today?"
Wei Yang's eyes quickly swept across this black-robed elder, and his heart tightened slightly. This was someone he couldn't see through at all.
That aura of his seemed as deep as an abyss, yet at the same time plain and unremarkable. But the faint sense of danger Wei Yang felt made it very clear.
This was a Dou Zun-level powerhouse, one of those he definitely couldn't kill even with his full strength!
"Hmph, good my ass."
Behind the cold jade platform, the green-robed elder addressed as Elder Qing twitched his eyelids, then lazily let them drop again. He sounded as if he was rolling his eyes as he muttered irritably, "These people, all they do is look without buying, just standing here complaining about the price. If it's too expensive then scram already, annoying."
As soon as those words landed, some of the people nearby looked embarrassed, yet not a single one showed dissatisfaction. A few forced chuckles, quietly shuffling away.
Seeing this, Wei Yang raised an eyebrow.
This green-robed elder had some real status.
He could directly curse at a group of Dou Zun, even drive them off, and those normally aloof Dou Zun didn't show a trace of anger, instead forcing smiles.
Such treatment, without question, only a Tier 8 alchemist could command. Because a Tier 7, even Peak Tier 7, while Dou Zun might show courtesy, they wouldn't go so far as to flatter.
But to have Dou Zun crowding around, eager to please, only those exceedingly rare Tier 8 could inspire that.
As Wei Yang's thoughts flowed, his eyes turned back to the cold jade platform, scanning over the many items. Before long, his gaze stopped on a jade box.
Inside the jade box lay a ginseng that was pure white from root to tip, as though carved from jade-like bone, quietly resting within.
Looking at this snowy-white jade ginseng, his thumb couldn't help brushing the storage ring on his finger. Inside his ring, he too possessed one just like it.
Snow Bone Ginseng!
One of the three main ingredients required to refine the Bone Growing Blood Fusing Pill. And this particular Snow Bone Ginseng, whether in color, texture, or quality, was far superior to the one in his ring.
This stirred Wei Yang's heart. The Bone Growing Blood Fusing Pill, strictly speaking, was merely a Peak Tier 7 pill.
But if the pill quality was exceptional, it could ascend to the Tier 8, even enough to summon the five-colored Pill Lightning. Thus, he softly asked, "Old sir, how much for this Snow Bone Ginseng?"
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