Alchemist Wang Lan (2)

He had made a big deal this time, but he did not know if he would be followed behind. If he returned to the sect with a tail, his whereabouts would be exposed in the future.

In a place like the Immortal World where experts were as common as clouds, he did not want to be targeted by others.

  But now, it seemed that the black market in Jindu Mountain had done a good job of keeping it a secret. No one had followed them, but that crazy old man looked weird and seemed to have some tricks up his sleeve.

That old man Feng had a very strong smell of medicinal herbs on him. At a glance, he was a senior alchemist. However, in Li Yuanqing's impression, alchemists were mostly very wise and imposing. This old man was sloppy.

He took out the 50 high-grade spirit stones and weighed them in his hand.

Although he had indeed sold the fruits he had grown, there was still another problem that had not been resolved. How could he make up for the losses of the sect?