Chapter 1181: The Metamorphosis of the Luotian White Snake Clan

Both bottles hold nine pills each, with identical quality—clearly from the same batch; otherwise they wouldn't be so uniform.

Bai Xinlan could be certain of the pills' grade and quality; they were exactly the Luotian Pill and Snake King Pill she wanted, identical to her clan's records—she couldn't mistake them, and only those pills would make her bloodline throb.

That longing from deep within her bloodline, the trembling of her blood, could not be feigned.

It's all true—there's only one possibility: they really succeeded. Despite many ingredients, only one batch of Luotian Pill succeeded; with just five ingredients, one batch of Snake King Pill also succeeded. Refining the Snake King Pill is harder and more dangerous than the Luotian Pill, yet there is still a batch.

Thinking this, Bai Xinlan's eyes narrowed as she stared at the calm yet dangerous Qinglong Daoren opposite her; a speculation formed in her mind that needed verification.

"Qinglong Dao friend, are these the only two batches of pills?"

Qinglong Daoren's smile widened as he replied, "Bai Xinlan Dao friend, indeed there are only these two batches; there aren't any more."

"Is the payment you mentioned acceptable?"

"The spirit vein is what he wanted; this batch of pills has been refined, meeting Bai Xinlan's request—so can the spirit vein be given to him?"

"As the saying goes, payment and delivery hand in hand; the pills have been given to her, Bai Xinlan has inspected them and found no problem—now it's time for her to produce the spirit vein, rather than keep asking him for sincerity."

Bai Xinlan blinked, then reacted, saying, "No problem—this is the low-grade spirit vein you need, Dao friend; you can inspect it."

A straightforward woman, a straightforward trade—she immediately handed him a storage bag with considerable space, inside which lay a sealed spirit vein, sealed with great supernatural power, compressed into a clump, its size greatly reduced; this is the spirit vein's core, certainly not as large as a mountain peak.

Qinglong Daoren checked it, smiled satisfied: "Dao friend, straightforward—indeed it's a low-grade spirit vein core; I've inspected it, no problem."

After storing the spirit vein core, Qinglong Daoren was very pleased; the spirit vein core he had longed for was finally in hand—when the time came, Longshe Shan would have a spirit vein, just one, and he would naturally not be easily satisfied, wanting more.

The Nine Grade Farm also needs a spirit vein to sustain the growth of those spirit medicines; likewise Longshe Shan, and his main body as well—certainly he needs spirit veins, and the higher the grade, the more he needs.

"As long as you're satisfied, Dao friend—I won't go back on my word." Bai Xinlan is a person of integrity; in trade, reputation matters, and one cannot blow hot and cold.

Qinglong Daoren was so straightforward that she couldn't afford to lose face.

"Qinglong Dao friend, if you have extra Luotian Pills and Snake King Pills, I can buy them—naturally the price will satisfy you." Bai Xinlan voiced her true feelings; Luotian and Snake King Pills are too important, while spirit veins she can find.

As for these two pills, missing them would truly mean missing them.

So far, she had only seen these pills with Qinglong Daoren; elsewhere, other alchemists had never produced them.

Having encountered them, she must certainly cherish them well.

She kept watching Qinglong Daoren, observing his every move, noting any expression.

Qinglong Daoren knew this would happen; this woman is clever, and indeed he couldn't hide anything from her.

He had long been prepared; Bai Xinlan would surely ask this, his reply ready, prepared to refuse.

Bai Xinlan continued: "Qinglong Dao friend, if you have these two pills, you can sell them all to me; keeping them is useless—Luotian and Snake King Pills are useless to humans and other demons, suitable only for our Luotian White Snake Clan."

"Other demons won't buy them; holding them is waste—better to sell them all to me, and the price will naturally not disappoint you."

"Tell me what you need, Dao friend; although the Luotian White Snake Clan isn't the royal house of the Mangshan Mountain Range, we can at least control a region—whatever you need, my clan can surely find."

Having said all that in one breath, Bai Xinlan kept staring at Qinglong Daoren.

Qinglong Daoren had words ready to say, but they choked up seeing Bai Xinlan's sincerity and determination—this woman is no ordinary person.

"Bai Xinlan Dao friend, I see your sincerity—honestly, I still have extra Luotian and Snake King Pills; if you need them, you can exchange spirit veins, though I'm not currently short on other spirit medicines."

Spirit veins are what he truly wants.

Bai Xinlan's face lit up with joy; excitement drew her near—just half a meter from Qinglong Daoren—and she exclaimed, "Qinglong Dao friend, is this really true?"

Luotian Pills and Snake King Pills are available—looks like there are plenty more.

If she could obtain them all, her cultivation would be no problem; bloodline transformation, or the next molt, would pose no issue.

Moreover, the elders in her clan could also take Luotian and Snake King Pills to enhance their bloodline and strength.

These two pills are exceedingly important to the Luotian White Snake Clan; whether they can advance further in the future hinges on these pills.

"I won't deceive you, Dao friend—I still have one bottle of Snake King Pill and two bottles of Luotian Pill."

"If you can find spirit veins, Dao friend, I will naturally give them to you—as you said, these two pills are useless to me; why not sell them all to you?"

Bai Xinlan gazed at the three bottles of pills before her, overjoyed.

Her eyes blazed with excitement; her emotions could not calm.

"Qinglong Dao friend, give me the pills, I'll immediately hand over the spirit vein." Bai Xinlan couldn't wait to take the pills; Qinglong Daoren didn't stop her, letting her take them all.

He didn't think Bai Xinlan would swallow his pills; she wouldn't dare, nor would she—she's a smart person who knows what can be swallowed and what cannot be done.

After obtaining the pills, Bai Xinlan immediately checked them thoroughly, found no problem, stored them all, then reluctantly produced a second spirit vein core and handed it to Qinglong Daoren.

"Qinglong Dao friend, have a look."

After checking, Qinglong Daoren found it was also a low-grade spirit vein core; holding the spirit vein core, he felt delighted yet shocked—Bai Xinlan, wealthy and generous, would give the spirit vein core just by saying so.

She handed over two cores at once—besides the spirit vein cores, there were also… some spirit medicines; Bai Xinlan wouldn't take these pills for nothing.

"Indeed it's a spirit vein core—Bai Xinlan Dao friend, you're thoughtful." Qinglong Daoren was very pleased; this transaction was completed.

Both obtained what they wanted, each feeling they had gained greatly.

Bai Xinlan had obtained the pills and could not wait to return.