Novel & Cerita Alicorn Rarity

You may keep any spirit stones or mystic weapons you find. "However, rare alchemy materials and herbs which only materialize once every 10,000 years or more, are of no use to you. Bring those to me, and after I refine them into pills, you will be awarded half of them." There were indeed many treasures in this world beyond the reach of those of lower cultivation ranks, especially those exotic spirit beasts no one had even heard of. And if one were to encounter an ancient cultivator's ward left behind before their death, breaking it might prove useful too.

After all, turns out he didn’t have to do anything to promote the recent feat, instead all the Allied Nation representative come to Aeternum by themselves. “Though the Tier 4 Monsters is just a coincidence….turns out they all really eager for this….”. “Tier 4 Materials…is quite rare, Master…perhaps 1 in 50 years such things would appear….even then mostly, the materials were all in bad quality…”.(Mina) “Bad Quality?..why is that?..”. “Because mostly the materials from Tier 4 monsters that they got, is mostly comes from the discovered rotten corpse..rarely they got a fresh killed one, or even the live one that we got…”.(Mina)

Cynthia changed the topic. "Yes, we can do that! Let's sell five of them!" Leon said after some thought. The Cleansing Pills were just too valuable. He only managed to make twenty this time. With him and the others using one each, there were not many left! On top of that, the Angel's Fruit was an incredibly rare herb. It was something that could not be easily found. He did not know when he would chance upon another one in the future to make more Cleansing Pills. He would naturally not sell them so easily!

It'll leave them subtly impressed without them knowing why. I spotted Alpha Denrick and his wife. “Alpha Denrick!” I called out to him, then turned to his wife. “Luna Evie! It's nice to see you both.” “It's also nice to see you out of the boardroom,” Alpha Denrick replied with a beaming smile. I returned the smile, noticing his wife's jewelry. “Is that the rare sapphire stone of Acledort?” Luna Evie tilted her head slightly so I could get a better view of her earrings. “It indeed is. Only two of its kind in the entire kingdom.”

Fane nodded, "Things are more expensive when they're rare. Pills are consumables, and alchemists are rare in the Whirling World. Of course, I mean high-grade alchemists." Saying that, Fane paused as he thought about his next words before saying, "Did you notice that there are also some pills that are worth the same as the outside world?" Rudy nodded. He had observed everything in great detail and noticed that lower quality pills were almost the same price as in the outside world.

"Well, these are all rare materials for setting up a formation, which can increase the power of formation by at least 20%." "The moon falls on the red jade flower." "Immortal Ni-Ni Maple Leaf." "Black Lotus Flame Claws." "Yes, these are medicinal ingredients for refining pills. They are all extremely rare, especially the Black Lotus Flame Claws. They are even rarer. I remember that I saw in the Astrea Pavilion last time that this medicinal ingredient is currently scarce. Even if one has sect contribution points, it can't be exchanged. If some disciples want to exchange for it, they have to line up."

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"In Zoran's household. Old; very old, she estimates, though he doesn't show it physically. He has silver eyes. He's been with Zoran for at least a decade. Nobody knows his origin." Silver eyes. I went bone-deep cold. "Aldric has silver eyes." The room plunged into an absolute, suffocating silence. "Aldric has been in this house for eleven years," Caius said, his words measured and slow. "Silver eyes are incredibly rare," Kael noted. "In Lycanic bloodlines, there are maybe a dozen documented cases in living memory. They are a marker of the old-line magic. Sight-workers. People who can perceive the literal architecture of a spell."

The one bottle produced only five times every generation, fermented under a blood moon with grapes grown in sacred soil only the ruling Alpha family could access. Only the highest echelons, the Alpha himself, visiting dignitaries from elder bloodlines, or ranking wolves who’d just closed contracts worth empires ever touched it. And the price? Rumors whispered it went for nearly 15 million dollars a bottle on the black market for supernatural rarities. Sometimes more, depending on who was buying and what flavor they needed to curry. My mind reeled. Who was this man? A stranger who stopped his Rolls-Royce for a runaway bride?

The room was instantly filled with exclamations at the mention of both items. "Dragon pearl?" "Angel's tears?" None of them could remember the last time any of those races had been sighted, even before the war. Naturally, those two races were the rarest to come across; that was even more so after the war that sent the supernatural world into chaos. How would they acquire such things? Wouldn't actively looking for the lost Luna's halo be better? The Alphas turned to Dylan, all with curiosity in their eyes. "What sort of serum are you making for you to need all these precious items?" These were mostly the questions that filled their hearts.