"Foundation Establishment Pills... so many!"
The old man in the black robe instinctively widened his eyes, "Fellow Daoist, may I have a look?"
Ji Yuan gently waved his hand, and two jade bottles opened. Instantly, a rich medicinal fragrance filled the entire room, and the old man in the black robe only took a light sniff.
The fatigue of the entire day was immediately swept away.
Ji Yuan chuckled and closed the lids again.
"How are they?"
"The quality is certainly not a problem." The old man in the black robe, as the auction house's "veteran appraiser," had no difficulty appraising Foundation Establishment Pills, a common item at auctions, "But fellow Daoist, are you sure you want to sell all of these?"
"I'm sure."
"Fellow Daoist is generous." The old man in the black robe gave him a thumbs up, "A total of 8 Foundation Establishment Pills, including 6 two-striped Foundation Establishment Pills and 2 one-striped Foundation Establishment Pills."
