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1881 Pills for Golden Knives 2

“Hotels here only accept items or knives as payment. Using knives would yield a better deal,” Lingyun reminded Gu Chaoyan.

The hostel managers in Haitian were known to be strict in their preferences for certain items. They often rejected valuable goods, but golden blades were an exception. If the price was right, they could bring the golden blades to be auctioned in Haitian.

Gu Chaoyan agreed that it was a good idea and began evaluating the pills she had with her. She wanted to ensure she made the best use of them.

While discussing their plans, they made their way to the exchange office in Haitian.

“People in Haitian are fair in their evaluations. Don’t worry, Elder Miss,” Lingyun reassured Gu Chaoyan in a hushed voice before entering the office.

Gu Chaoyan nodded, understanding Lingyun’s intentions.

Encouraged by Lingyun’s words, Gu Chaoyan decided to use her various pills to exchange for a golden blade.

“This is the Nameless Pill. Its main function is to stabilize a person’s life as long as they’re still breathing. It can also aid in personal cultivation,” Gu Chaoyan explained, presenting a bottle containing the pills. The people at Haitian Market recognized that although the pills were excellent, they were common and had a certain market value.

Next, Gu Chaoyan produced another bottle, containing pills she had recently made. The success rate was low, and they were challenging to create.

“This is the Flying Pill. With just one pill, anyone, regardless of their level of cultivation, can soar into the sky. Its effects last up to four hours. Normally, it’s used in dire situations deep within forests, but it can save a life. High-level warriors are the only ones capable of flight, and they are few in number,” Gu Chaoyan elaborated.

Her confident demeanor and intimidating presence easily left an impression on the people she was dealing with.

However, this was primarily due to the value of the pills themselves.

As expected, the eyes of the people from Haitian lit up upon hearing Gu Chaoyan’s description.

At that moment, such pills were not yet commonly found in Haitian, making them truly remarkable.

“Miss, are there any other pills you would like to negotiate with?” the Haitian representatives asked cautiously, their demeanor now filled with respect.

Gu Chaoyan understood that these pills held great value in Haitian.

However, she had no intentions of hiding or showing off in this place.

“I think we can start by making a deal for these two pills,” Gu Chaoyan replied.

For the time being, she felt that it might not be necessary to demand payment immediately.

“The Flying Pill you possess, Miss, is a high-level pill, and I am unable to make the decision on its exact value. Please allow me to consult with our Head,” the man responded politely. Rather than taking the pills himself, he returned them to Gu Chaoyan.

This interaction reassured Gu Chaoyan about Haitian’s reputation.

No wonder Lingyun had described Haitian as a fair market.

They respected high-level items, yet they still treated middle-level items with utmost seriousness.

Gu Chaoyan nodded and patiently awaited the arrival of the Head of the exchange office.

After a brief moment, a middle-aged man dressed in black emerged from the office.