2165: Collecting Junk (4)

Collecting Junk (4)

As soon as Shen Yanxiao finished speaking, she immediately slashed her fair wrist.1

In an instant, hot blood gushed out and splashed all over the white-bearded dwarf.

The white-bearded dwarf was completely stunned. He did not expect Shen Yanxiao to use such a radical method to demonstrate the effect of the potion.

"You… Why are you doing this? Stop the bleeding!" The white-bearded dwarf panicked.

Shen Yanxiao did not panic. She put away the dagger and drank a bottle of recovery potion.

In the blink of an eye, the bone-deep wound on Shen Yanxiao's wrist stopped bleeding right under the eyes of the white-bearded dwarf and was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This… How is this possible…" The white-bearded dwarf rubbed his eyes in disbelief. His body was still drenched with Shen Yanxiao's blood. So, everything that happened just now was definitely not a dream!

However, the white-bearded dwarf found it hard to believe that such a deep wound had healed in such a short time. This had completely exceeded his understanding of potions.

"Do you believe me now?" Shen Yanxiao smiled and narrowed her eyes. She had paid a huge price this time. She even hurt herself!

If Xiu had not said that these things were useful, she would not have to work so hard.

"I believe you! Little fellow, I thought that my temper was stubborn enough. I didn't expect to meet you today, a little fellow who is even more stubborn than me. How can the wound not hurt? You ah…" The white-bearded dwarf did not know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at Shen Yanxiao. In the eyes of others, it was really crazy to risk one's life for a pile of scrap metal.

"Are you accepting these potions as payment?" Shen Yanxiao asked with a smile.

"Accept! I'll take these potions. These things are all yours." The white-bearded dwarf also smiled. The more he looked at Shen Yanxiao, the more he felt that this little girl was to his taste.

He had been selling his goods here for several years, during which time many curious dwarves came to inquire, but after they heard the price, they either scoffed at him or scolded him for cheating people. No one had ever really considered buying them.

The white-bearded dwarf packed all the things in the booth and handed them to Shen Yanxiao.

"Little guy, what's your name? I've never met such an interesting kid like you in the bazaar before."

Shen Yanxiao thought for a moment and said, "My name is Momo Xiao."

"Oh? A member of the Momo Tribe?" The white-bearded dwarf immediately guessed the tribe Shen Yanxiao belonged to.

"Yes."

"These potions are…" Even though the white-bearded dwarf did not know the exact purity of these potions, just by looking at the effect, he knew that these potions were absolutely not something ordinary herbalists could make.

The Momo Tribe was an unknown small tribe. How could there be a powerful herbalist who could make such a potion?

Shen Yanxiao naturally knew how unusual the potions she took out were for dwarves, so she had already thought up an explanation.

"These potions were made by my master." She was not entirely lying. The formula of this potion was created by Ye Qing.

"Then your master is also a member of the Momo Tribe? What's his name?" The white-bearded dwarf asked impatiently.

"My teacher… has no name. He taught me how to make potions and gave me these potions before he left." Shen Yanxiao's tone was very sincere.

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