The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

Surrounded by a large number of dwarves, a dwarf wrapped in a cloak, showing only a pair of clear big eyes, was sitting in front of her booth.

In the whole mechanical trading area, her business was doing the best. Since early in the morning, the arrival of customers in front of her booth had not broken off.

As soon as you stepped one foot forward, ten other feet would squeeze their way from your back.

This dwarf was selling something a little different from the other stalls. Most other dwarves sold alchemy products that could be seen as useful at a glance. However, here there were only small hollow iron balls, one after another.

Apart from these many small iron balls, a red furball was lying on the dwarf’s lap, enjoying the dwarf’s scratching.

“Me! I want a little fiery horse!” A dwarf, who was able to squeeze himself to the front with great difficulty, pointed to a small iron ball as he spoke.

The dwarf selling products stretched out her white little hand and picked up the small iron ball.

“Five hundred gold coins.” One sweet voice sounded amidst the noise. It was soft as the wind, stirring the hearts of people.

Five hundred gold coins, if replaced by humanoid machines, was not an expensive price, but for this small iron ball the size of a fist, it could be said that the price was sky high.

It was obviously a very high price, yet no buyer questioned its value.

The dwarf who wanted the iron ball, without saying a word, took out his purse and quickly counted five hundred gold coins, after which he gave it to the little dwarf. Then, with his buttocks jolting, he walked away with a smile carrying his little iron ball.

He could not wait to open the small iron ball. A kneeling metal horse was curled up inside. The moment the iron ball was opened, the metal horse seemed to have awakened; it spread its four limbs and stood up, then a cluster of fiery flames suddenly burned on the metal horse. After that, it galloped in the air within the iron ball, like a fire horse galloping on the vast prairie.

Everything in front of him was so lifelike!

“Hehe.” The dwarf took his little fiery horse and left with a wide grin.

That sight was no surprise to the dwarves around. In the process of waiting in line, they too had seen many magical scenes, such as galloping fire horses, soaring eagles, dancing butterflies, carps swimming in flames…

Here, there was nothing they couldn’t imagine — only things they couldn’t buy.

Originally, there were hundreds of iron balls in this booth, but now there were only ten or so left, and the dwarf who sold these things had no intention of continuing to take out more.

After selling all these, it was likely that it would be very difficult to buy them again.

“I want it! I want that…”

A group of dwarves roared over with their purses in their hands.

The dwarf selling the goods, however, did not show any joy; because of her daily struggle in doing alchemy, there was only calmness in her clear eyes.

Calmness…

How could she not remain calm!

In the short period of a month, she changed places each day. And after finding a new place for the day, she had to run for her life in the middle of the night. Whoever went through such experiences would surely remain calm when faced with such a lively scene.

The dwarf, who went to Puko’s bazaar and sold the magical alchemy products, was none other than Shen Yanxiao who had “abducted” the fire elemental spirit a month ago!

Since leaving from Kumu Mountain, Shen Yanxiao had officially embarked on the road of alchemy.

Sure enough, the fire that was about to become an elemental spirit was a thousand times better than the hundred smelting fire. After Shen Yanxiao experienced one failure, all the alchemy process afterwards became exceptionally smooth.