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Shen Mo continued to wait with his eyes closed, hoping to find another "destined person." Several more people came to inquire, but were deterred by the exorbitant price. He didn't seem to care.

About an hour later, Wang Yuan, who had left earlier, actually returned! Shen Mo's heart skipped a beat.

But soon it was discovered that Wang Yuan was completely different from before. His face was flushed with barely suppressed excitement. Although his breathing was still unsteady, the feeling of restlessness and depression had lessened considerably!

"Sect Leader Shen! Sect Leader Shen!" Wang Yuan rushed to the stall, bowing deeply with excitement. "Thank you so much for the pill, Sect Leader!"

"I just took this pill at a certain place, and as you said, it dissolved slowly. Although the medicinal effect is not strong, it is like sweet rain nourishing the soil, and my sluggish meridians have indeed become much more comfortable!"

"The dull pain that has bothered me for months has also lessened! This pill... this pill is truly miraculous!"

His voice was quite loud, immediately attracting the attention of many people around him.

Many rogue cultivators recognized Wang Yuan, knowing that he had been stuck at the third level of Qi Refining for many years and had hidden injuries. Seeing him so excited, they couldn't help but turn their attention to him, and their gazes toward Shen Mo's stall changed instantly!

What started as doubt has turned into surprise and curiosity!

Could it be... that seemingly unremarkable pill is actually a treasure? Could the ancient pill passed down through generations of the Qingyun Sect have such miraculous effects?

Shen Mo chuckled inwardly; this "tuo'er" had arrived just in time! However, his outward expression remained calm, as if he had expected it all along.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, you flatter me. Although the elixir is good, one's foundation in Dao must be solid. Your gains are due to your own accumulation and the arrival of the right opportunity. This elixir merely came at the right time and lent you a helping hand."

His refusal to take credit only made him seem more unfathomable.

Wang Yuan left, profusely thanking Shen Mo. Before leaving, he whispered a message to Shen Mo: "Sect Leader Shen, you are a truly honest person! I, Wang Yuan, will remember that!"

"I've heard that things haven't been peaceful in the 'Yunmeng Marsh' to the north lately. There are rumors of some ancient cultivator's abode reappearing. If you're interested, it might be an opportunity, but you should also be careful..."

He was returning the favor by revealing a piece of information that wasn't exactly a secret.

Shen Mo's heart skipped a beat. An ancient cultivator's ruins? He remained outwardly calm and nodded slightly: "Thank you for informing me, fellow Daoist."

After Wang Yuan's commotion, Shen Mo's stall suddenly became lively. Many independent cultivators gathered around, asking all sorts of questions about whether the "Ancient Elixir" was still available and whether the price could be negotiated.

Shen Mo, however, knew when to stop. He put away the wooden box containing the remaining two pills, cupped his hands in greeting to the crowd, and said, "Everyone, the opportunity has been sold. We'll meet again someday."

After saying that, he left without paying any attention to the regrets and questions from the crowd.

He left behind a great deal of discussion.

"It seems the Qingyun Sect really does have some tricks up its sleeve!"

"That pill actually worked on Wang Yuan? Could it really be an ancient elixir?"

"What a pity, only two left, and they're ridiculously expensive!"

"Ancient Relics Mansion? Yunmeng Marsh? Is this news reliable?"

As Shen Mo walked back to the mountain, he secretly calculated in his mind. Thirty spirit stones into his account had solved his immediate problem.

More importantly, the reputation of "Qingyun Sect's ancient pills being effective" has been initially established.

As for the news about the "Ancient Relics Palace"... Shen Mo's eyes flickered.

Risks and opportunities coexist; perhaps it is an opportunity? But for now, the priority is to enhance our own strength and consolidate the foundation of our sect.

After Wang Yuan's excited announcement, the news that "Sect Leader Shen of Qingyun Sect is selling ancient pills with miraculous effects" spread like wildfire among the rogue cultivators at the bottom of the market.

Although it didn't cause a major storm, it did create some ripples.

The following day, Shen Mo decided to strike while the iron was hot and went to the market again, intending to sell the remaining two "Ancient Qi Gathering Pills" in exchange for more development resources.

This "rare commodity" momentum needs to be handled carefully. If it drags on for too long, the novelty will wear off, or more flaws will be discovered, which would be disastrous.

Still in the southern district where independent cultivators gathered, they found a relatively spacious corner and spread out a coarse cloth.

This time, as soon as he took out the sandalwood box and put it down, before he could even sit down, a large group of people suddenly surrounded him.

Most of them came after hearing the news yesterday, or were independent practitioners who became curious after hearing their companions recount the story.

"Sect Leader Shen has arrived!"

"Look, it's that box! I heard the ancient elixir inside is incredibly effective for old injuries and hidden ailments!"

"Wang Yuan was stuck at a bottleneck for five years, but after buying some pills yesterday, his breathing is actually much smoother this morning!"

"Really? That's amazing! How much does this pill cost?"

In an instant, inquiries and discussions arose one after another, a stark contrast to the quietness of yesterday.

Shen Mo felt slightly relieved, but his face remained calm and composed. He simply cupped his hands slightly and said to everyone, "Fellow Daoists, there are only two pills left, still costing thirty spirit stones each. Opportunities will depend on your own efforts."

This price is still high for ordinary independent cultivators, but with Wang Yuan's "living GG", there are fewer doubts and more hesitation and weighing of options.

Soon, a man eager to break through the bottleneck of the fourth level of Qi Refining gritted his teeth, took out the spirit stones he had saved up over the years, bought one, and left with profuse thanks.

There's only one left.

Among the onlookers, several people showed signs of struggle, clearly very tempted, but unable to gather enough spirit stones for the time being, or perhaps wanting to wait and see for a while longer.

Just then, a slightly shrill voice abruptly broke in:

"Wow! How lively! I wondered who was making such a grand entrance, but it turns out it's Master Shen of the Qingyun Sect here to 'bestow pills'!"

The crowd parted, and three men dressed in matching blue short jackets with a small tripod embroidered on their chests swaggered in.

The leader was a young man with triangular eyes and an arrogant expression. His cultivation level was around the third level of Qi Refining, and he was followed by two followers who were at the second level of Qi Refining.

It was a shop assistant from "Dan Ding Ge," a well-known elixir shop in the market! The one who spoke was the one with the triangular eyes.

The surroundings immediately quieted down considerably, and many rogue cultivators showed expressions of apprehension, subconsciously taking a few steps back.

The Dan Ding Pavilion wields considerable influence in the local alchemy industry. They have always been arrogant and look down on independent cultivators and small sects and families with no real backing.

Shen Mo raised his eyes, his gaze calmly sweeping over the three of them, a cold smile playing on his lips: They've finally arrived.

The commotion yesterday was quite significant, and it certainly attracted the attention of the local bullies. This Dan Ding Pavilion is probably up to no good.

"Fellow Daoist, what can I do for you?" Shen Mo's tone was calm, revealing no emotion.

The triangular-eyed shopkeeper walked up to the stall, arrogantly pointed his chin at the sandalwood box, and sneered:

"Instructions? I wouldn't dare accept that! I've just heard that Sect Leader Shen has produced an 'Ancient Elixir' that can 'nourish meridians and help people break through cultivation realms,' and I've come out of curiosity to see it. I wonder if Sect Leader Shen would be so kind as to take out this treasure and let us broaden our horizons?"

The sarcasm in his words was undisguised.

His henchmen also joined in the commotion:

"Exactly! What kind of ancient elixir is this? They make it sound so miraculous, but are they just using some useless pills to fool people?"

"When did the Qingyun Sect learn alchemy? It seems like even when Old Man Mo Yuan was still around, they didn't have a proper alchemy furnace!"

A low chuckle rippled through the crowd, clearly indicating that many people harbored doubts, but dared not be as blatant as the people from Dan Ding Pavilion.

Shen Mo had anticipated this, so he wasn't angry. He simply smiled and said, "The pills are here. Whether they are genuine or of good quality, the user will know for themselves. If you have no intention of buying them, please feel free to do so and don't disturb someone else's opportunity."

His words both pointed out existing successful cases and implied that the other party was deliberately trying to cause trouble.

The man with the triangular eyes frowned and sneered, "Buy? Who knows what kind of junk you've mixed into those pills! What if they cause problems? Who will you complain to?"

"As a member of the Marketplace Pill Guild, our Dan Ding Pavilion has a responsibility to distinguish genuine pills from counterfeit ones for our fellow cultivators, so that no one is deceived due to ignorance!"

His words were spoken in a grand and righteous manner, directly placing himself in the position of "law enforcer," which immediately drew nods of approval from some onlookers.