God-level system I can increase infinitely

Therefore, many warriors or alchemists are actually unwilling to refine an ordinary level elixir.

This is like a very common daily necessities, such as chopsticks.

Everyone can make chopsticks, but no one makes chopsticks specifically for eating. They can't just buy them.

The reason is simple, it’s not cost-effective.

If you have the time and effort to refine it, wouldn't it be better to do other things?

But Qin Tian didn't.

"Are the medicinal materials worth 300,000 gold coins all first-grade ordinary grade? Shopkeeper Yang?" At this time, Shopkeeper Qian asked this question for the seventh time.

Like the previous question, Shopkeeper Qian likes to ask his subordinates the same question multiple times.

"Nah! Ask again! I don't have ears. I have already answered you six times!"

"Shabi!"

The corner of Yang Tiancheng's mouth twitched, but he still nodded and said: "That's true. Those three hundred thousand gold coins were purchased from ordinary medicinal materials. These medicinal materials can only be used to refine first-grade elixirs. According to the current alchemy masters in Winter Night City,

Judging from the realm, no one can refine these medicinal materials into mid-level elixirs or above."

Yang Tiancheng has answered this answer six times.

But in front of Shopkeeper Qian, Yang Tiancheng had to answer even if it was six hundred times.

Because shopkeeper Qian is the king here, he has the final say in everything.

What's more, Shopkeeper Qian is a strong man who has just broken through to the god-level realm.

The three god-level experts he brought were all invited from Yongmao Danfang in the provincial capital.

God level realm!

Mom, I’m afraid there are only three in the dignified Winter Night City, right?

In Yang Tiancheng's impression, only the sect leaders of the three major sects in Dongye City are in the god-level realm.

Of course, he didn't know that Qin Tian had now reached the god level.

So there are only three in my mind.

But this shopkeeper Qian directly brought three of them, including himself, that’s four!

With such strength, it can simply subvert Winter Night City!

Yang Tiancheng felt a chill in his heart and thought to himself: "Thankfully I am from Yongmao Danfang, otherwise... grandma's... it would be in danger!"

Thinking of this, Yang Tiancheng secretly glanced at the three god-level experts who were wrapped like mummies, and cold sweat slowly fell down.

"Hmm... Very good. Tiancheng, you didn't lie to me. This is better than anything else."

Shopkeeper Qian suddenly smiled lightly and glanced at Yang Tiancheng.

Yang Tiancheng suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body was shaking, as if he had fallen from the scorching summer heat into the cold weather in an instant.

What a scary look!

So cold and murderous!

God-level realm! So terrifying!

"Nah! You asked the same question ten times, it turns out you don't believe me..."

"This guy, I'm yours, do you need to be so defensive? What's more, what are these two questions? They're not secrets at all. What did I lie to you for? Is it necessary?"

Yang Tiancheng smiled bitterly in his heart.

He guessed correctly.

Shopkeeper Qian is a very suspicious person.

He doesn't believe in anyone in the world except himself.

Any intelligence or news will actually be adulterated or contain falsehoods.

The accuracy of intelligence is related to the success or failure of the mission.

As one of the few god-level killer leaders in Yongmao Danfang.

Shopkeeper Qian attaches great importance to the accuracy of information.

Because he is very afraid of death, and death is often caused by not being careful and not paying attention to details.

A killer is not careful and does not pay attention to details.

Then, I'm sorry, you are dead.

Shopkeeper Qian has been in the assassin world for decades, and the reason why he has risen to prominence is because of his accuracy.

Therefore, if he is willing to ask a question a hundred thousand times in a row, he will not be annoyed.