Han Yu stepped inside the pavilion and briefly browsed the pill selections on display. There were exquisite varieties—healing pills that could close gaping wounds, spirit qi pills that restored vast reserves in an instant, and even some rare concoctions rumored to enhance cultivation breakthroughs.
However, his eyes soon caught the price tags. They were sky-high — many times more expensive than what he had just paid at the simpler herb shop. Some pills cost hundreds of spirit stones for just a single dose.
'Compared to the cost of these pills and herbs at the sect, these are at least two times or higher. Guess the markup on alchemical goods is a lot higher for unaffiliated cultivators.' Han Yu felt a bit pleased about being in a top tier sect.
His lips curled into a knowing smile.
This confirmed the truth he'd suspected: alchemy was a lucrative trade, indeed.
