Journey to the Mysterious Sea

There is a very lively place in the Great Wilderness, that is the numerous and mobile mercenary markets in the Great Wilderness. This area is crowded with people all day long, and the bustling scene is just like an ordinary market, filled with endless noise and prosperity. Many hunters who venture into this dangerous and dangerous wilderness, as well as those practitioners who study and practice hard, will take the trouble to bring all kinds of treasures they have found in this wilderness full of unknowns and challenges, and go through many hardships and obstacles, to this mercenary market. They have earnest expectations, eager to successfully reach a deal here, or to find a great opportunity to process these treasures more deeply.

In this mercenary market, there are all kinds of items that are dazzling. There are not only extremely precious medicinal materials here, but they also emit unique and rich medicinal fragrance, which seems to whisper their rarity and extraordinaryness. The medicinal fragrance is so strong that it seems to attract people's souls and make people indulge in it. There are also extremely rare minerals, which shine with mysterious light, as if there are endless treasures in that light. The light of these minerals is sometimes dazzling and sometimes deep and strange, as if showing people the mysterious power they contain. There are also magical weapons full of mysterious colors, which exude a powerful and shocking atmosphere, which makes people look sideways and marvel. These magic weapons are either peculiar in shape or dazzling in light. Each one exudes a unique charm, which makes people want to explore the secrets behind it. And various strange and extraordinary materials, each of which has a unique use and inestimable value. Some of these materials are extremely hard, some are as soft as silk, some are colorful, and some are as transparent as water. They each show their own uniqueness, making people sigh at the magic and greatness of nature. In addition, there are some mobile blacksmith shops and alchemy furnace workshops. The blacksmiths sweated profusely beside the blazing hot fire. The hammers in their hands beat rhythmically, splashing countless sparks, as dazzling as the stars in the night sky. The sound of the hammers was like an exciting symphony, echoing throughout the mercenary market. The blacksmiths' muscles were tense and their eyes were focused. They seemed to have injected their souls into the iron in their hands, creating sharp and cold weapons. The alchemists were concentrating in front of the alchemy furnace. Their eyes were full of concentration and persistence. The fiery eyes seemed to be able to melt all difficulties. They carefully refined magical pills one by one. The flames in the furnace were blazing, reflecting their serious and earnest faces. The color of the flame kept changing, sometimes bright red, sometimes dark blue, as if telling the mystery and hardship of the alchemy process. The alchemists' gestures were skillful and their movements were smooth. They seemed to be performing a sacred ceremony, integrating their efforts and wisdom into the elixir.

Wang Xunhai, holding a magic crystal emitting mysterious light, took firm and steady steps and stepped into the noisy and bustling mercenary market. He struggled forward in the crowded crowd, with a deep thought in his eyes, as if weighing some important things in his heart. Although his steps were firm, it seemed a bit difficult under the push of the crowd. His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about how to find a suitable buyer in this chaotic market. After a moment, he seemed to have finally made a decision and carefully took out the demon pill of the little demon beast that had been used once from his arms. This demon pill seemed to have lost its former bright luster and showed a dull gray tone, just like a star covered by dark clouds, but its surface still faintly exuded a faint energy fluctuation, as if trying to prove its former extraordinary and powerful. Wang Xunhai's fingers gently stroked the demon pill, and his eyes revealed a trace of reluctance and helplessness.

Wang Xunhai secretly estimated in his heart that even though this demon pill had been used once, it should still be able to exchange for some money, more or less bringing him some benefits. Thinking of this, he did not hesitate to slam the demon pill heavily on a slightly worn-out table. Opposite the table sat a shrewd-looking owner of a materials store. Wang Xunhai said bluntly: "Look at how much I can sell this pill for?" There was a hint of expectation in his voice, but also a hint of uneasiness.

Hearing this, the owner of the materials store slowly raised his head and casually glanced at the pill on his desk. His brows slightly frowned, a trace of barely perceptible disdain flashed in his eyes, and he said in a cold tone: "This thing is not worth a penny." His voice was cold and ruthless, as if this demon pill was like garbage in his eyes.

When Wang Xunhai heard this, the anger in his heart was like a volcano about to erupt, and it was ignited in an instant. His face turned red like blood, and his eyes were full of angry flames, as if he wanted to burn everything in front of him. He slapped the table fiercely, and the table made a dull sound, like a thunder exploding in this noisy market, which seemed particularly abrupt. The people around were attracted by the sudden sound and cast surprised eyes. The atmosphere of the whole market became tense in an instant. Wang Xunhai shouted angrily: "You are a profiteer. It is nonsense to say that this thing is not worth a penny! This is something I dug out from the extremely dangerous monster with all my efforts, risking my life, and going through a life-and-death experience! How can you devalue it so easily!" His voice was as loud as a bell, full of anger and unwillingness.

The owner of the material store also frowned in the face of Wang Xunhai's anger, but there was no fear on his face, as if all this was within his expectations. He explained slowly: "But you have already used this pill once. You must know that this kind of pill contains extremely powerful and explosive power. After you used it once to make it explode, the internal structure of this pill has been severely damaged and almost shattered. There is only a little residual energy inside. So, when I say it is not worth a penny, it is not that I am deliberately making things difficult for you, but an objective judgment based on facts, not nonsense without any basis." His tone was calm and rational, trying to make Wang Xunhai understand his point of view.

Wang Xunhai was too lazy to listen to the businessman's lengthy speech. He waved his hand impatiently and said, "Just name a price and don't talk so much to me, boss." His eyes were full of impatience and disgust.

Hearing this, the owner of the materials store shook his head helplessly, his eyes revealing a hint of regret, and said slowly: "This demon pill is only worth two silver coins at most." There was a hint of helplessness and determination in his voice.

Wang Xunhai was shocked when he heard the price. He took a breath and showed an expression of disbelief on his face. His eyes were full of disappointment and anger, and the flames of anger seemed to devour his reason completely. Then, he said angrily: "You are such a profiteer! You only gave me two silver coins for this demon pill. This price is too low! I exchanged my life for this demon pill. How can you lower the price so much!" His voice was full of anger and dissatisfaction, and his roar echoed throughout the market.