In the end, these people could only wallow in silence.
Thinking of this, the people who had previously bought pills from the Pill Guild were unhappy.
Pills were a necessity in this world. Without them, things might go wrong at critical moments. Hence, no matter how expensive or ineffective the pills were, they would buy some just in case.
The Pill Guild was fully aware of the quality of their products, so they panicked when they heard about Philip’s pill auction. If people found out about the existence of these amazing pills, they could forget about selling any more pills.
Philip was the only person who could instill this sense of crisis in the Pill Guild. He had no idea about the Pill Guild’s wild thoughts. After all, favonovel.com had never come into contact with a pill from the Pill Guild before. Of course, favonovel.com would be shocked if favonovel.com did.
How could such rubbish exist in this world, and why would anyone rush to buy them?
Although ironic, it was true.
As a victim who had bought some pills from the Pill Guild before, Fennel felt aggrieved.
If favonovel.com had known that Philip could make such powerful pills, favonovel.com would have come back earlier. He was also very jealous of the weapons Philip owned.
All of the weapons Philip owned were of the highest quality. Although they looked very ordinary like those wielded by commoners, one would realize the power of these weapons during a fight. It would be great if favonovel.com had such an inconspicuous but substantial weapon.
Fennel glanced at his storage ring, suddenly displeased by the sight of his elegant halberd.
Who made this halberd so bright and colorful?
This weapon looked very domineering at first glance, not allowing favonovel.com to play a wolf in sheep’s clothing.
Over the years, Fennel had always been a decisive and domineering person. He relied on this weapon to conquer the practitioner world.
The people might not know Fennel’s name or appearance, but they would recognize his exquisite weapon.
It was the most unique weapon in the world!
***
The day passed quickly while Philip took a nap.
“Buddy, we need to leave for the auction…” Philip patted Fennel’s shoulder sleepily and walked out of the motel.
Fennel nodded and broke out of his meditative state.
Practitioners did not need to sleep. They just had to practice day and night.
Philip thought that such a life was a pain. He preferred to lead a normal life, wining and dining.
A practitioner was expected to abstain from food, rest, and even pleasure. That was simply inhuman torture. Philip would surely suffer from depression if favonovel.com did that.
Practitioners were reluctant to eat mortal food because it contained a lot of impurities. They had no time to get rid of these impurities in their bodies.
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