Under the guidance of a cultivator from the White Cloud Pharmacy, Lu Chang'sheng once again filled out his registration info, and received his own White Cloud Pill Robe.
It was a set of pure white clothes, with a light spirit array engraved on the inside. Wearing it felt like nothing at all—he could even sense his body become lighter.
"This counts as an ordinary magical artifact."
If it can have a spirit array engraved on it, it's considered a magical artifact, though the grades vary.
"Just this magical robe alone is worth at least dozens of low-grade spirit stones."
"Besides this, you also get a matching alchemy institute!"
The White Cloud Pharmacy lacked alchemists, not space.
Before long, a guiding cultivator from the pharmacy led Lu Chang'sheng to a steward's residence.
"This is Steward Mo."
The guiding cultivator introduced the two and then stepped away.
Steward Mo was a tireless old cultivator, responsible for both the C and D institutes at White Cloud Pharmacy.
