Treasure Hunting

Zachary acted as if he didn't hear Benjamin's words. Angered by Zachary's arrogance, Benjamin extended his arm to block Zachary. "The Pill Hall isn't for just anybody. If I remember correctly, you haven't completed even one daily quest. You have no contribution points to exchange for pills at all. Just get out of here and don't shame yourself!" he said while staring straight into Zachary's eyes.

"I don't have contribution points from daily tasks, that's true. But that is not the only way to get pills," Zachary calmly replied.

"Are you saying that you've got herbs? You've got to be kidding. You didn't even go to the Herbal Mountain. Where did you get the herbs?" Benjamin asked, surprised at Zachary's response.

"That is none of your business," Zachary said slowly in a scornful tone as he walked past Benjamin.

Benjamin stared at Zachary's back as he walked away. Anger simmered in his eyes. In his heart, he murmured to himself, 'Is he just pretending? How could he possibly get any herb? Well, let's see what tricks he's trying to play.'

Zachary squeezed through the crowd until he reached the exchange table. He then opened the cloth bag in his hands and poured the herbs inside the bag onto the table.

The disciples that worked in the Pill Hall, as well as the other disciples present were all surprised when they saw the herbs that Zachary brought out. There were a total of nine herbs on the table from Zachary's bag. The amount seemed impossible!

"How... How is that even possible? Where did he get all of those herbs? I asked the disciples to stop him from going into the Herbal Mountain. He couldn't go to other mountains as well. Where did he get the herbs from?" Benjamin asked in disbelief. His eyes were wide open as he stood agape in awe.

"Please check these for me. How many pills can I get for these herbs?" Zachary asked the disciple in charge of the pill exchange while he acted as if nothing happened around him.

"Let me see here..." The disciple snapped back to reality and started to appraise the herbs that Zachary brought them.

He gasped in shock as he appraised the herbs on the table.

"First-grade Mysterious Energy Flower. First-grade Dragon Sunflower. My goodness! These are all first-grade herbs of Scarce Level!" the disciple exclaimed, unable to contain his excitement and surprise.

completely silent

as if he was a bizarre creature that was supposed to be extinct. They

and heard, dashed towards the disciple and shouted to him, "Are

are garbage, then the herbs that the other disciples collected would be even worse than garbage," replied

as he

with

and then appraised their overall value for trade. Since all the herbs were of high quality, they were worth two pills each. Zachary's herbs were enough to trade for eighteen first-grade

two bottles. Each

selection for formal disciples. Trash like you won't be able to stay

need to be jealous. I can give you one if you

fly towards him and fall to the floor. He never dared catch the pill for he knew that it

jumped at the pill on the floor and competed with each other to

walked casually towards the door. The noise of the disciples fighting to get the pill on the floor drowned the sound of his footsteps as

As soon as Zachary was gone, Benjamin shouted at the disciples who fought for the pill on the floor, "What do you think you're doing? Didn't you hear that

body. It wasn't martial energy, but it was a form of

refined the essential energy. It took him four hours to refine one first-grade white cultivation-aiding pill.

Zachary raised his eyebrows, took a deep breath and

to hours and the hours turned to days. Zachary knew that he

days later, the selection