When Gu Xi saw the alchemist, he was immediately taken aback by the sight.
In Gu Xi's mind, an alchemist should either look like a white-bearded immortal with an ethereal aura, or like a robust man steeped in smoke and fire.
The presence in front of him, with different colored tumors on his face, short and fat, looked nothing like an alchemist.
However, as he moved, Gu Xi clearly noticed that within those tumors on the alchemist's body, there were indeed quite a few elixirs.
This must be the method the other used for storing pills.
Before Gu Xi could speak, Li Yufang quickly said, "Bitter Alchemist, we've come to you this time to custom order some elixirs."
"Welcome, I can handle elixirs of any level here. What kind of elixir do you want? You look like a Ghost Immortal.
How about a Blood Crystal Pill? Once taken, you won't need any blood food for a year?"
"I want the Grass Returning Pill?"
Gu Xi said calmly.
