William Grant calculated for a moment—his alchemy skills had made great progress, allowing him to use medicinal ingredients more efficiently and refine more pills.

It was just that a third of the ingredients consumed by the original owner had been used to refine five hundred White Dew Pills, all of which had been exchanged for Red Blood Pills.

Such a huge gap—no matter how skillful he was, he couldn’t make up for it. He could only buy more ingredients.

William Grant neatly arranged the finished pills in a wooden box, planning to deliver the finished medicine today.

These pills were quite valuable altogether; it would be troublesome if they attracted thieves or robbers.

Just as William Grant thought of this, he heard the courtyard gate rattle. Someone outside was knocking urgently, a bit rudely.

William Grant touched the pine-patterned steel sword beside him. Would holding this thing really protect him?

He was afraid it wouldn’t be effective for self-defense and might instead provoke the other party’s murderous intent—that would be unlucky.

Using a talisman was more reliable!

William Grant tightly gripped an Ice Arrow Talisman, one of only three attack talismans he had.

With Sister Lane’s help, he could almost instantly activate the Ice Arrow Talisman. The only problem was, he wasn’t sure how powerful it actually was.

Before William Grant could figure it out, he saw a sneaky old man climbing over the wall.

The man moved lightly and nimbly, a bit like a big black rat.

William Grant didn’t see the man’s face clearly, but at a glance at the greasy, black Daoist robe, he knew it was his neighbor, Old Baker.

“Old Baker, what are you doing?”

William Grant shouted through the window. He was a bit afraid of unfamiliar cultivators, but had no respect for his neighbor Old Baker—a lecherous and sleazy old man he rather disliked, but didn’t fear.

Old Baker grinned and came over. “Little William, do you still have any Deer Antler Powder?”

After taking two Deer Antler Powders, Old Baker had regained his vigor and made a killing at the pleasure house, enjoying himself for two whole days.

Once the effect wore off, Old Baker turned back into a worm.

Those two days of personal experience made Old Baker realize that William Grant’s Deer Antler Powder was extraordinary—the effect was just too strong.

Having come to his senses, Old Baker hurried over to get more from William Grant.

However, no matter how good the pills were, Old Baker didn’t want to pay.

He chuckled awkwardly, “Little William, I’ve been praising your medicine everywhere. I have a few friends who want to try it too.”

“If it works, they’ll definitely pay for it.”

William Grant came out of the room. He could tell at once that Old Baker was talking nonsense, just trying to get a freebie.

Master-level Deer Antler Powder—how many people in the world could even refine it?

Giving Old Baker two to try was just to open up a sales channel.

But there wouldn’t be such a good deal next time.

William Grant said to Old Baker, “One low-grade spirit stone for ten Deer Antler Powders.”

Seeing Old Baker about to speak, William Grant wagged his finger, “No bargaining.”

Old Baker was troubled. He risked his life hunting monsters in the mountains, and each time only earned three to five low-grade spirit stones.

This price was hard for him to accept.

Old Baker muttered, “Ten Qi Recovery Pills only sell for one spirit stone, Little William, you’re selling this way too expensive.”

“Buy it or don’t.”

William Grant saw right through this old pervert—at his age, this was his only enjoyment.

He couldn’t resist the temptation.

Old Baker hesitated for a long while before finally gritting his teeth and pulling out a low-grade spirit stone from his pocket, tossing it to William Grant.

“Give me ten.”

William Grant took the low-grade spirit stone. It was a standard cube, jade-green all over, about the size of a regular die.

Once a low-grade spirit stone was used up, the clear spiritual light inside would dissipate. This thing couldn’t be faked.

William Grant could tell at a glance the spirit stone was fine, and happily lined up ten Deer Antler Powders for Old Baker.

Old Baker looked at the pills in his hand, his face full of pain. This stuff was really great, but damn, it was expensive!

William Grant rather despised Old Baker’s stinginess. He reminded him, “Old Baker, you could sell them too… With your skills, you could easily double your money.”

Old Baker was startled, then overjoyed. That’s right—William Grant’s Deer Antler Powder was so effective, selling it to fellow cultivators would definitely be popular.

Doubling the profit wasn’t impossible!

Old Baker had found a golden opportunity and left in high spirits.

William Grant personally saw Old Baker out the door. He still had high hopes for Old Baker.

Deer Antler Powder was so effective, it would definitely sell well.

It was just that Feima Market was only so big, so the market was bound to be small.

Selling medicine in such places could easily cause trouble or make others jealous.

Letting Old Baker sell the medicine—however much he could sell was up to him. William Grant was content to earn this steady money.

Two hundred Deer Antler Powders could be sold for twenty low-grade spirit stones—enough to buy ingredients and cover the deficit.

Just as William Grant was about to close the door and return to his room, he heard someone shout from afar, “Wait a moment.”

Following the somewhat low and hoarse voice, he saw a tall, athletic figure quickly approaching.

William Grant shivered inside—the person coming was none other than the oriental version of Wonder Woman, the pharmacy owner Mary Clark.

Mary Clark strode up to William Grant in a few big steps. She snorted at him, “How many pills have you refined?”

“Two hundred Qi Recovery Pills and two hundred Essence Stabilizing Pills. I was just about to deliver them today.”

William Grant replied respectfully, “I didn’t expect the boss lady to come in person.”

Mary Clark swaggered in with her hands behind her back, heading straight for the main room. William Grant hurried to the pharmacy to fetch the refined pills.