Liu Wuxie’s bold claim left Master Mao and Elder Wen nearly toppling over in disbelief. Elder Wen, inflamed like a provoked bull, laughed mockingly. “I’ve never seen such arrogance. This is truly an eye-opener,” he sneered, itching to eject Liu Wuxie from the warehouse. He had reached his limit, unable to tolerate Liu Wuxie’s audacious claims, especially when he was exploiting the medal given by Mu Yueying.0

“Wuxie, you mustn’t make such reckless statements!” Master Mao cautioned anxiously, reminding him that the Treasure Pill Pavilion could withstand a loss of 20,000 spirit stones.1

Dismissing them with a wave of his hand, Liu Wuxie exited the warehouse, unwilling to waste any more time arguing. Without fifth-grade pills, he had to abandon the idea of refining them, which meant his advancement to the seventh level of the Spirit Cleansing Realm would be delayed.0

As Liu Wuxie’s Ghost Eye swept over the herbal shelves, his gaze narrowed when it landed on the area storing third-grade herbs. He quickened his pace, bypassing the fourth-grade herb section to reach the larger area housing the third-grade herbs, where over a hundred thousand herbs were stacked like a moun...1