Nearby, a few people were luckier. One person opened a shell and obtained a small River Pearl with a faint silver sheen. It was barely the size of a grain of soybeans, but the shop quickly valued it at several gold coins.
Another person got a strange, pale blue pearl that gave off a faint chill. The worker called it a Frost Pearl and explained that it was good for ice-type sorcerers.
Each time a rare pearl appeared, there would be a small burst of shouting, gasping, and envy.
But in the end, all of these pearls were small. The largest was only about the size of a thumbnail.
Compared to the perfect, glossy, egg-sized Lady's Pearl that had been opened here a few days ago, they were all lacking.
The story of that Lady's Pearl had clearly already spread.
"Someone got a Lady's Pearl yesterday, I heard it was perfectly round and without flaws."
"It was used for a dowry gift, right. I heard the bride's family almost fainted from joy."
