. Having resolved the aftermath of his plan, Mo Tang relaxed.
Sitting in his room, he first checked his system to review his gains from his trip north.
Not to mention the Wind and Thunder Wings, he also had three fifth-tier magic cores and two relatively intact fifth-tier magical beast bodies.
The magic cores aside, he'd definitely be saving them for energy conversion.
However, if he wanted to further enhance his strength, relying solely on these wouldn't be enough.
The Yunlan Sect incident had instilled a sense of crisis in Mo Tang. While he still didn't know who was responsible, someone who could shatter the entire Yunlan Mountain with a single palm strike was likely a Dou Zun…
The Yunlan Sect was a remote sect in the Jiama Empire, and its strongest member was barely a Dou Huang.
Such a force wouldn't even be well-known in the Northwest Territory, let alone Central China…
Therefore, only those two factions would have the time to travel so far just to take a palm strike.
Although he didn't know why such high-ranking figures would attack the Yunlan Sect, no matter which sect they were, Mo Tang couldn't contend with them at the moment. Therefore, seeking revenge for the Yunlan Sect hadn't even crossed his mind...
Of course, if Yun Yun hadn't narrowly escaped death this time, Mo Tang felt he might have gotten carried away.
"I still need to improve my strength quickly..."
Even in the Jiama Empire or the Black Horn Territory, one must at least reach Douhuang strength to be able to do more.
Although he lacked energy points, Mo Tang had the means to improve his strength.
His greatest resource was, of course, Yao Lao's vast collection...
As a former Medicine Master, Yao Lao's storage ring contained the most alchemist-related items!
The most obvious of these were, of course, countless elixir recipes!
These items would be invaluable treasures for any alchemist. But for Mo Tang, they were merely bargaining chips!
"Looks like I need to have a good chat with that old man, Fa Ma..."
This is the Alchemist Guild headquarters. Could there be a shortage of high-quality medicinal ingredients here?
While he and Gu He were making the final preparations for refining the Seven Core Pill, Fa Ma suddenly heard someone say that Mo Tang was looking for him, leaving him filled with confusion.
"What does this guy want from me? Is it about the Seven Core Pill?"
But the Sixth-Rank Alchemist Gu He was the primary architect of the Seven Core Pill, and he was at most assisting...
Or maybe that guy didn't trust his rival?
Thinking of this, Fa Ma stole a glance at Gu He, who was looking down beside him. His
glance was caught by Gu He...
and Gu He felt as if he had been insulted and was about to explode...
"Ahem, well, I'll go see what that brat is up to. Master Gu He, you take care of things first..."
With that, Fa Ma slyly slipped away.
...
...
Alchemist's Guild, Fa Ma President's office.
Mo Tang curiously surveyed the room's simple, rustic, and elegant decor, exuding a sense of grandeur.
Just as he was idly looking around, footsteps were heard outside the door.
When Fa Ma entered the room, he saw Mo Tang, surveying his office with great interest. He
snorted inwardly, then said, rather resentfully, "What do you want from me, boy?"
"You know, I'm not as laid back as you. I have a ton of work to do every day at the Alchemist's Guild, and now I have to help you refine medicine..."
Mo Tang ignored the old man's complaints and simply watched with a smile.
When Fa Ma finally lost his temper and was about to shout to send him away, Mo Tang said quietly, "Master Fa Ma, don't be so impatient. I'm only here to make a deal with you..."
"Deal? What deal?" Fa Ma frowned in confusion at the words.
But then, as if a thought flashed through his mind, his cloudy eyes suddenly gleamed, and he fixed Mo Tang with a burning gaze. He said in a deep voice, "Boy, what deal do you want?" He
smiled faintly, and Mo Tang replied calmly, "Nothing much. I just have some pill formulas I'd like to sell..."
"Pill formulas?!"
Fa Ma suddenly stood up.
"Another batch?"
This truly shocked Fa Ma, a centuries-old demon.
"You, boy, really do know how to surprise me..."
After calming himself, Fa Ma's face lit up with a smile.
"But I'm curious. You're not an alchemist, so why do you have so many recipes? Could it be that you've obtained a treasure trove left behind by a senior alchemist?"
Mo Tang naturally wouldn't elaborate, but simply said vaguely, "You're not wrong..."
Knowing he wouldn't get anything useful out of Mo Tang, Fa Ma didn't waste any more words.
"So, what's the grade of this 'batch' of recipes, and what do you want to trade with me?"
Mo Tang sat up straight, raised a finger, and said, "Ten volumes, at least fourth-grade. I need some high-grade rare medicinal herbs..." Fa Ma
was once again shocked by Mo Tang's generosity.
"Ten volumes of recipes? And the lowest one is fourth-grade?"
You have to know that a recipe of the same grade is worth more than ten times the value of the same-grade elixir!
Ten volumes, all at least fourth-grade, have an inestimable value!
And, as always, these things are simply too expensive to buy. Sometimes, no matter how many gold coins you have, you can't buy them.
But...
"High-grade medicinal herbs? Why do you need so many?"
You're not even an alchemist, why would you need so many? Shouldn't you just ask for some high-grade elixirs that can enhance your strength?
"Don't worry about that, Master. Just tell me if you want to trade..." Mo Tang said with a blunt smile.
"Change! Why not?" Fa Ma said firmly.
For their Alchemist Guild, the thing they had the most was medicinal materials... If
they ran out of them, they could always collect more, but if they missed out on this batch of recipes, they might never have such a good opportunity again!
"However, I still need to see the specific recipes..."
Fa Ma didn't dare to neglect this point.
"Of course,"
Mo Tang said directly.
Business, of course, must be fair and just.
He took out the recipes that had been prepared long ago...
two volumes of sixth-grade recipes, three volumes of fifth-grade recipes, and five volumes of fourth-grade recipes... all of which were collected by Yao Lao over the years, and two of which were created by Yao Lao himself. They had never appeared in the outside world and were of the highest quality!
Even Fa Ma felt his hands tremble when he saw these recipes.
After a long pause, he reluctantly put the things down, then looked at Mo Tang hesitantly and said, "Little fellow, I won't lie to you. These things of yours are truly priceless to our Alchemist Guild. If I were to name you a price, it would be hard to say...
How about this, you come with me to the herbal medicine warehouse, and take whatever you like, until you have enough to cover the value of these pill formulas..."
(End of this chapter)