Ye Fang thrust his hand into his old, dusty pocket. To the onlookers, it seemed as though he was merely fumbling for an empty wallet or a few stray coins, but in reality, his hand was within the invisible dimension of the System's Inventory, where the universe's rarest treasures were kept. A single thought ran through Ye Fang's mind: 'If I pull this directly out of thin air, these cultivators won't leave me alive. Everyone will think I possess some space-controlling magical technique. Pretense is the safest way.'
His fingers brushed against the vial, and he concealed a God-Demon Rebirth Pill within his fist. As he withdrew his hand from his pocket and began to slowly open it before the two sisters and the shopkeeper, the atmosphere of the entire street shifted in an instant.
As his palm fully opened, the purple and golden glowing pill resting upon it blazed like a miniature sun. The waves of energy radiating from the pill were so intense that the air in the market became heavy. The pill wasn't just emitting light; it was releasing an aura that shook the very foundations of existence.
Every cultivator present gasped for breath. Seeing such an incredible and powerful pill in the hands of a mere 'Qi Refining' stage boy, the shopkeeper's eyes widened in shock. His hands began to tremble violently, and he nearly tumbled from his seat.
"This... what is this?" the shopkeeper stammered. His cunning smirk had turned into pure dread. "This aura... it feels incredibly expensive! Its price... it is priceless!"
Wang Mei and Wang Ling were also stunned by the pill's power. Wang Ling, who until now had considered him poor and helpless, could not believe her eyes.
Suddenly, madness gripped the market. The greed within the cultivators awakened, and they began to jostle one another. A cultivator in the crowd gripped the hilt of his sword, stepped forward, and shouted, "Boy! Give that pill to me! I will give you 10 Spiritual Stones for it!"
Then another man pushed him aside and yelled, "Wait! 10 stones are nothing. I will give you far more; give that pill to me! It's mine!"
People lunged toward Ye Fang like madmen. Everyone wanted to capture that divine power in their own hands. The market was turning into a battlefield. Wang Mei placed her hand on the hilt of her sword and shouted at the crowd to back off, "Everyone, stay back! Can't you see how rare this pill is? The prices you are quoting—this is worth thousands of times more! Don't even dare to touch it!"