You Want Me to do You Where?
Zhou Lihua and Hou Jingshu both went quiet. They both understood that Wu Jian was speaking from experience. Nothing they could say would be able to overcome the raw gap in experience, no amount of logic could be used to bridge it.
“Lihua… how much would those ingredients go for?” asked Hou Jingshu.
Zhou Lihua took a deep breath. “It’s hard to say. Ingredients of this caliber normally don’t sell well at auctions in the Shang Kingdom because there are not that many tier 4 alchemists. However, if we can discreetly release the news that ingredients for the Three-Layered Red Yin-Yang Pill are being auctioned off, we might get a lot of alchemists coming to bid. Depending on how many we get, we could make upwards of sixty million spirit coins.”
“Would that be enough to outbid Cì Chuān?” asked Wu Jian.
“Maybe, especially if we can get him to spend most of his money on the Three-Layered Red Yin-Yang Pill ingredients,” said Zhou Lihua.