Translator: Silavin “I want them all.” Qin Yichen did not beat around the bush. For him, money was easy to earn, but if he missed this Sirius Flower, who knew how many years or months it would take to obtain it again. So, even if he had to pay a price, he had to get the Sirius Flower.
Translator: Silavin Burnt Medicinal Dregs… Randomly adding a few medicinal herbs… Using medicinal herbs costing eight silver coins to refine fifteen bottles of Sixth Grade Medicinal Liquid…
Translator: Silavin “I dare not accept such honour…” Lin Aotian’s face was covered in sweat, thinking he had offended these two in some way.
Translator: Silavin “Wait a moment.” As Qin Yichen and Lin Miaohan were about to leave, the Elder called out to them again and amiably introduced himself, “This old man is Li Hu, the manager of this Treasure Pavilion branch. If you two have this kind of Medicinal Liquid in the future, my Treasure Pavilion will purchase them for thirty silver coins a bottle, how about it?”
Translator: Silavin “I say, Lin Miaohan, why don’t you come back to the Zhuang Family with me and become my fourth concubine? If you warm my bed, how would this Young Master mistreat a beauty like you?”
Translator: Silavin “Phew… My Spiritual Energy is too low, otherwise I could have refined it to at least the Sixth or Seventh Grade.”
Translator: Silavin “Qin Yichen! Qin Yichen!…”
