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.

Hall fell completely silent at

at Zachary as if he was a bizarre creature that was supposed to be extinct. They couldn't figure

and shouted to him, "Are you sure? Check it again! Are those herbs really of Scarce

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

turned dark as

at Benjamin with

Zachary again 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

Zachary two bottles. Each bottle contained nine pills.

so many first-grade white cultivation-aiding pills, you will not pass the selection for formal disciples.

if you want." Zachary took out one first-grade white

towards him and fall to the floor. He never dared catch the pill for he knew that it would bring him shame. His face became bright red as anger

a valuable item to other disciples, they jumped at the pill on the floor

the door. The noise of the disciples fighting to get the pill on the floor

disciples who fought for the pill on the floor, "What do you think you're doing? Didn't you hear that the pill was for me?" Benjamin roughly shoved the disciples at the Foundation Establishment away, picked up the

in his body. It wasn't martial energy, but it was a form of essential energy that was encased in the cultivation-aiding pill. The essential energy

It took him four hours to refine

a few days to refine all the pills." Zachary raised his eyebrows, took a deep breath and nodded to himself as he tried to count the total number of days that

minutes turned to hours and the hours turned to days. Zachary knew that he needed to work extra hard to pass the selection.

brief days later, the selection began.