Supplier of the Fairyland

The immortal estate cultivator that was in charge of arranging the rent had a difficult expression on his face.    

The number of pill refining rooms were not enough, so it was difficult for him.    

"Heh heh!" Just one more person is enough, hurry up and prepare the pill refining room for me, what are you waiting for? What is there to dawdle about? Hurry up? "    

The yellow-robed cultivator raised his head with a face full of disapproval. From his point of view, dealing with this matter was actually very simple.    

"Yes, yes, yes... Apothecary Huang He, I will arrange things for you right now. "    

The cultivator in charge of renting the pill refinery nodded, then directly said the name of the yellow-robed cultivator. From the looks of it, they seemed to know each other.    

"Fellow cultivator, I think we came here first. Are we really going to just rent a pill refining room?"    

Fang Qi chuckled. These people had actually ignored him … Damn it... Could he still tolerate this?    

"Yes, yes... But Apothecary Huang He is one of the few emperor level alchemists in our newbie house... So can you … "    

The immortal estate cultivator directly exposed his identity as a yellow-robed cultivator, as if he was trying to use this method to make Fang Qi compromise.    

"What is it? Give this alchemy lab to me? Do you have any objections? Even if the alchemy lab was used for you, it would still be a waste! "Since it's such a waste, why don't you let me concoct some pills for the Immortal estate cultivators!"    

The yellow-robed cultivator glanced at Fang Qi in disdain. As an Alchemist, the arrogance that was being emitted from their bodies was extremely strong.    

It was normal for people to have this kind of mindset. After all, apothecaries were an occupation that attracted much attention no matter where they went.    

Only a small number of lucky people would have the qualifications to become an alchemist.    

"What does it have to do with you whether I concoct pills or not?"    

"All I know is that I came here first and offered to rent that alchemy room. That alchemy room must be mine. Do you know what I said?"    

Fang Qi curled his lips as a brilliant light flashed in his eyes. He was merely a pill refiner, if he had spoken properly, he would naturally display his sense of respect. But unfortunately, they had never been able to speak properly …    

What kind of tricks would an ordinary person have to play?    

Fang Qi chuckled softly, the emotions he expressed were actually extremely normal.    

"Looking at your clothes, you must be a Yellow Rank disciple from the newbie house, right? I, Huang He, am a Xuan Level disciple of the immortal estate, and an Emperor Level Pill Refiner. Do you think you're imagining things? "    

"Scram now. I will not cause you any trouble, but if you still do not appreciate my kindness, it is not certain!"    

The yellow robed cultivator stretched out his hands to flex his joints, his face revealing a smile of disapproval, as though he was sure that he would compromise with Fang Qi.    

"Hehe …"    

"Quick, open that pill refining room for me!" I'm still busy! "    

Fang Qi immediately turned his head, he did not even put the yellow robed cultivator in his eyes, he felt that there was no point in pestering him.    

"Ah …" You guys … "You have an agreement …"    

The immortal cultivator who was in charge of renting the pill refining room was stunned. He never thought that Fang Qi would be so headstrong, even though he had already spoken to such an extent, he did not have any intention of compromise.