"Little brother, do you have mid-grade Holy Creation Pills?"
Han Feng'er turned around, looked at Fang Bai, and asked with a smile.
Facing Ren Tianfu, the stern middle-aged man, Han Feng'er had no friendly expressions, but towards Fang Bai, the handsome young martial artist, she felt a liking and didn't mind exchanging a few words with him.
However, regarding Fang Bai's previous words, Han Feng'er was dismissive, thinking this young martial artist was boasting.
What a joke, she, a dignified External Courtyard disciple of the Alchemy Cauldron Pavilion and a mid-stage Foundation Establishment expert, couldn't come up with a bottle of mid-grade Holy Creation Pills, let alone a mere half-step Foundation Establishment disciple of a small sect?
Meeting Han Feng'er's gaze, Fang Bai said earnestly, "We can give you mid-grade Holy Creation Pills! But on the condition that you provide at least two batches of ingredients needed to refine this pill!"
