Zhuo Buzhi’s body was paralyzed with cold fear. While he felt the world was about to collapse, Huang Xiaolong and Xie Puti walked into another shop selling alchemy ingredients. Just like what happened earlier, before an astounded crowd, Huang Xiaolong bought the shop’s entire stock of ten thousand years to a hundred thousand years old elixirs.

After three shops, Huang Xiaolong finally spent all three hundred and forty billion Xuanwu coins, the result being a Hailstone Treasure vault filled with several small hill-sized herbs and elixirs with ages ranging from ten thousand years to a hundred thousand years.

“This amount of ingredients is sufficient to last for a while.” Huang Xiaolong stated, satisfied with the day’s harvest.

Regardless of how intensely he practiced alchemy, he definitely wouldn’t lack ingredients before the Alchemist Grandmaster Competition began. As for later, after that, he would think about...