"Oh? Is that so? But I'm used to freedom; I don't want to join any forces. I wish to find a place to sell my pills in exchange for some rare medicinal herbs. However, this place has changed too much; the cities I remembered have all disappeared."
Ye Mo said.
Some experts indeed retreat for long periods, even thousands or tens of thousands of years, but someone like Ye Mo, closed for such ages, is simply impossible. Moreover, Ye Mo is an alchemist; continuously secluded for alchemy, he'd hardly have enough materials.
"Oh? May I ask what kind of pills are you selling, sir? Perhaps I have quite an interest?"
The Twelfth Prince asked enthusiastically.
"I have Supreme Ascension Soul Pills here, but due to material constraints, there are only a hundred pieces. Are you interested?"
Ye Mo said indifferently.
"Supreme Ascension Soul Pills!"
