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1121 Finally Not a Pauper

However, these pills that Lu Zijia casually refined were all big treasures in Zuo Wei’s eyes.

“There are two kinds of pills here, the Vitality Pill and the Xuanyun Pill.” Lu Zijia said.

After checking quickly, Zuo Wei didn’t hesitate and directly offered them the highest price he could.

Lu Zijia, who got a card with a million gold coins, smiled.

They were finally not paupers now. They could go out and have a feast later!

The golden pagoda actually despised the poor food after coming to the Upper Martial Arts Realm and even said that its master was living worse off than before. What a bastard!

Zuo Wei originally thought that from now on, the Octagon Auction House would be suppressed by the Yu family and wouldn’t be able to make a comeback. He didn’t expect there to be a silver lining.

He was so happy right now that he couldn’t wait to worship the two nobles, Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan.

Behind the Octagon Auction House was where Zuo Wei lived.

The two-story building was very big and there were many rooms, so it could surely house a few more people.

Zuo Wei warmly welcomed them, and got them to choose a room. After exchanging a few more pleasantries, he couldn’t wait to announce the 60 high-grade pills he had just obtained.

He believed that with this batch of pills, the reputation of the Octagon Auction House would definitely rise again!

“Senior Zuo, please wait.” Lu Zijia suddenly thought of something and quickly stopped him.

Hearing Lu Zijia call him, Zuo Wei hurriedly stopped in his tracks and said with a smile, “What do you need, Noble Lu? You don’t have to stand on ceremony with me. Just treat this as your home.”

He certainly had to serve such a noble person well. Otherwise, wouldn’t he cry to death if she ran away?

Lu Zijia was speechless.

Noble Lu… Why did this title make her feel as though she was a concubine in the harem of an ancient emperor?

The corners of Lu Zijia’s mouth couldn’t help twitching as she said, “I need some herbs. Please help me keep a lookout for them, Senior Zuo. The price isn’t a problem.”

Zuo Wei widened his eyes in shock when he heard that. Even his voice was trembling. “You… You’re an alchemist?!”

Lu Zijia smiled and didn’t answer his question.

However, her silence was a tacit acknowledgement.

With the batch of pills as evidence, even though Zuo Wei found it very unbelievable, he no longer doubted it.

“Alright, alright, alchemist Lu, don’t worry. I’ll definitely help you keep a lookout.” Zuo Wei didn’t ask further and agreed readily.

After Zuo Wei left, Tian Xiaogui asked Lu Zijia, “Alchemist Lu, didn’t you…”

Tian Xiaogui didn’t finish his sentence, but it was obvious.

“I changed my mind,” Lu Zijia smiled and said.

“Alchemist Lu, aren’t you afraid that Cao Fei’er will find out? The Dual Polarity Sect disciple she hooked up with is pampered by his grandfather. As long as that Dual Polarity Sect disciple speaks, it’s very likely that he can get his grandfather to attack you.”

Feng Wenshan couldn’t help but worry.

“The grandfather of that Dual Polarity Sect disciple is a level-eight expert, right?” Lu Zijia supported her chin with one hand and asked.

“Right!” Tian Xiaogui nodded heavily.

However, Lu Zijia smiled. “That’s good.”

Tian Xiaogui and Feng Wenshan was confused. That was good? Was it good that the other party was a level-eight expert?

Didn’t Alchemist Lu and Fellow Taoist Mu only have level seven cultivation? They didn’t seem to have much chance of winning against level eight, right?!

The two of them felt that they must have heard wrongly.

However, before they continued to ask, Lu Zijia took out a few more bottles of pills from her backpack. “I still have a few bottles of Vitality Pills and Xuanyun Pills here. Do you want them?”
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