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Jade Spring Mountain, the storage of the Administrative Affairs Institute.

"One hundred Daoist Cultivation merits and two hundred White Jade? For one pill?!" Chen Mu glared at the short and plump storekeeper with displeasure.

Isn't this little winter melon trying to scam me?!

The short and plump storekeeper said with an indifferent face, "Think it's too expensive? If it's too expensive, then don't buy it!"

"Only the Pill Masters of the Upper Court can refine the Ninety-four Rejuvenation Pills, and the supply cannot meet the demand."

"These ten pills I have are reserved for someone else."

"If that person hadn't died, you wouldn't even have the chance to buy them," the short and plump storekeeper said to Chen Mu, looking at him sideways with no courtesy.

One thousand Daoist Cultivation merits...

He'd have to refine twenty thousand Fasting Pills!

Chen Mu reluctantly handed over his Identity Jade to the other party.