บท 739: Forbidden from Talking About Love

The Seven-Colored Fire Seed was one of the best treasures for the pill refiners.

However, to people who did not refine pills, it was just an ordinary fire seed.

Countless alchemists dreamed of obtaining a seven-colored fire seed.

500,000 taels sounded like an astronomical figure to Mo Ruyue.

Even after such a long time, he only had ten to twenty thousand taels of silver on him.

Five hundred thousand taels of silver, she had to struggle for a long time.

10,000 Immortal Dust Beads.

The seven-colored fire seed was so valuable. Should she sell it?

After thinking about it, she still couldn't bear to sell the seven-colored fire seed.

"From your question, could it be that you have a seven-colored fire seed?"

The shopkeeper stared at Mo Ruyue.

If he could obtain the seven-colored fire seed, he would immediately auction it off. At that time, the price would definitely be even higher.