Forsaken Immortals

It did not take long before the alchemist appeared in the room. It was a middle-aged man who seemed to be very stern. His face was emotionless, but there was a frown on his face.

"What have you called me for?" he asked the old man, there was a bit of impatience in his voice, but the old man acted as if he did not see it.

"This hero has brought a marrow-cleansing pill made from an ancient recipe without any impurities," the old man said, and the alchemist finally had a crack in his expression.

He hurried to the table, took the pill bottle, opened it, and poured it out. He sniffed the herbal scent and looked at the color before he found an instrument that was made for testing the purity of a pill.

He was entirely focused on the reaction from the instrument, and when it showed that it was indeed a pill with ninety-five percent purity, his heart began throbbing. How could anyone with their right mind bring such a precious pill to sell it at their auction house?

Although it was a Marrow-Cleansing Pill, the alchemist felt that it would be a shame to eat it, that it ought to be used for examining and learning the formula.

He forgot that since this person could refine one, they could refine two and likely owned the ancient formula. Hence they didn't need to examine the pill.

Bai Rouyun patiently waited for the examination to be done, and the old man and the young appraiser looked at the alchemist with shining eyes. He did not even have to speak; his actions had already proved that what Bai Rouyun had claimed was true.

"Young hero, this pill, what do you plan on doing with it?" The alchemist finally placed the pill back in the pill bottle and turned to look at Bai Rouyun with shining eyes.

He hoped that Bai Rouyun was a bit unintelligent and would sell it to him for examination, but she just smiled and leaned back in the chair.

"I intend to put it up for auction," she said, her voice was languid and carefree, it was as if she was a lazy cat, never working a day in her life. It was infuriating to listen to her words.

But no matter how much the alchemist detested Bai Rouyun's attitude, he had to keep a flattering smile on his face, and he tried convincing Bai Rouyun to sell it to him.

"Young hero, you see, such an extraordinary pill as this one is important to the whole world," he began. "We can examine it and learn how to create pills of the same caliber, and soon these useless pills we know today will be forgotten, and we can use much more efficient pills."

Bai Rouyun looked at the man and snorted. She could sense that he did not like her, but he was still trying to trick her into selling it. Clearly, if she sold it to him, she would lose a tremendous amount of wealth.

"I was the one who refined the pill," she suddenly said. "I have the ancient formula, and I have no interest in sharing it with the world. I want to sell the pill at an auction to the highest bidder, if you want to purchase it, you just have to bring enough wealth."

The old man and the young appraiser were quite embarrassed by the alchemist who tried to trick the young man into selling the pill at a low price, but they dared not interfere with the conversation. Neither of these figures was good to trouble; one was the alchemist that the entire Thousand Treasure Pavilion branch revered; the other was a mysterious and strong expert who could produce even such a rare pill.

"You said that you were the one who refined it?" The alchemist was stunned when he heard Bai Rouyun's words and looked at her in disbelief. Bai Rouyun nodded her head. "It was indeed me," she said, with a smile on her face.

The alchemist narrowed his eyes. If he could get his hands on the formula, then there was no need for him to get the pill, but how to convince this youngster to hand it over?

The truth was that to an alchemist, one's formulas were even more important than one's life, and it was impossible to get it unless he provided something outstanding.

But Bai Rouyun had no intention of selling the formula. She had given it to Li Moyun, and apart from earning a little gold here and there by selling a few pills, she wanted him to benefit from the ancient recipes most so that the Eternal Shadow Palace could grow faster than the other factions.

"Young hero, the formula is ancient. You should not keep it to yourself. Sharing is caring, and the more people who can get their hands on an ancient marrow-cleansing pill will make them stronger.

"Our continent needs heroes like yourself, and by donating the formula to me, we will be able to create more heroes, and safeguard our continent."

Bai Rouyun looked at the alchemist as if he was an idiot. She had thought that he would offer a lot of wealth and resources in return for the formula, but he was actually using such words, and tried to make her give it over for free! Did he take her to be an idiot?

Bai Rouyun sneered, picked up the teacup, and sipped the tea. "I am sorry, I don't care about the continent's wellbeing," she said. Her voice was slightly cold, and it was clear that she was getting impatient and annoyed. "I want to sell the pill at your next auction, and if you cannot accept this, then I will look for someone else to deal with."