705: C705 Overlord's Pill?

C705 Overlord's Pill?

Qin Feng smiled and gave Loong Xuening a meaningful glance. However, he only saw Loong Xuening nod weakly and walk out of the room.

Soon, Loong Xuening returned with a contract. According to the verbal agreement between Qin Feng and Wu Baobao, the contract had been drawn up. If either party broke the contract, they would have to pay the other party ten times the price.

After they all signed their names and pressed their handprints, Qin Feng walked out of the meeting room and headed towards the Alchemy Hall.

"Go and take a look. If he is able to refine a 9th grade pill, then it will not be difficult for us 8th grade."

"What are you thinking about? That's a Ninth Grade Pill. If he had the ability, he wouldn't have fooled us into refusing our order."

"That's right, don't have too much hope. It's fine to just watch the show."

After a few words of discussion, the few elders followed Qin Feng and walked to the entrance of the Medicine Pavilion.

"Go on, this young master will wait for you outside, I am not afraid of any tricks you might play, as long as it is a Ninth Grade Pill, no matter if it is yours or the previous stock, I will eat them all. The Profound Stone is not bad for you, but if you cannot pay it, then compensate me according to the ten times penalty on my order!"

Wu Baobao was very confident. He was sure that Qin Feng was bragging and wanted to fight him to the death.

"Fine, as long as you don't cry, forget about the Ninth Pin, even I, the Tenth Pin, can give you a carriage, prepare the Profound Stone!"

Qin Feng pushed open the door and walked into the Alchemy Pavilion. He then used the phone to notify the entire Medicine King Mountain and posted a message in the group.

"Everyone, as long as the price does not double the market price, the medicinal ingredients needed to purchase them all, how much is it..." Just buy as much as you want and the faster the better. Whoever dares to be negligent will be able to roll off the mountain tomorrow. "

Qin Feng felt that it wasn't accurate enough to send the message, so he got three announcements straight. Suddenly, the group exploded.

"What happened?!"

"Ninth grade to Tenth grade!"

"Is he trying to become a Medicine Saint, a student of our Medicine King Mountain, who is he!"

"How is this possible? There isn't even a Medicine King around, so where's the Medicine Saint? You should just follow Mountain Lord's instructions!"

Soon after, the entire Medicine King Mountain became lively, with the older students in charge of purchasing. Qiu Shuihan, along with Wang and Lin, were looking for sellers, contacting the medicinal farmers to buy large quantities of Grade 9 medicinal herbs.

Although they didn't know what tricks Qin Feng was going to play, after Elder Wang and Elder Lin saw the message, they directly said that they would do as he said. No one questioned him and all of them started to act.

In this moment!

Qin Feng was hiding inside the Alchemy Hall. The surrounding light rays could be dimmed by him, so he could recall the idea inside the wall.

The Ninth Grade Pill was a watershed, once surpassed, his skill in alchemy would reach the level of one of the Ten Alchemy Kings.

This was a terrifying speed, and it also proved the perverse nature of the Painting Sect's legacy.

Watching the furnace burning fiercely, Qin Feng hesitated when he picked up the ten stalks of Hundred Insects Grass and was about to throw them in.

These ten medicinal herbs were worth more than three thousand Profound Stone. Refining one pot required more than twenty herbs, which also meant that the cost was more than sixty thousand Profound Stone.

If he succeeded, he would get at least twenty pills per batch. With the most ordinary quality, he could sell it for five thousand Profound Stone.

If he failed and lost everything, even he had to be cautious.

Even though he was hesitating, he still wanted to concoct the pill. He was only recalling the skills of someone in the art of concocting pills.

Roughly ten minutes later, the tenth medicinal herb was thrown into the fire. It began to burn in the flames, condensing into sparkling medicinal liquid that dripped into the bottom of the furnace.

The process of the first step of tempering would never be skipped. However, Qin Feng suddenly had an idea.

He grabbed the herbs and threw them all into the furnace to start refining the pill at the same time.

During the refining process, Qin Feng used the firewood and put it into the furnace.

The fire was a Black Inflammation and it only needed a few strands of it to be used. Like fuel, the pill furnace's color changed.

Time flowed by. After half an hour, all the medicinal herbs were refined and purified.

This step was too crucial, so Qin Feng didn't dare to be careless at all. The Spiritual Force was concentrated like never before.

With his current Spiritual Force, he was only at the level of a quasi beast king, not even as strong as Ling Min.

Therefore, his Black Inflammation was also very weak and could not bear his consumption at all.

However, he also thought of a method. It was an electric recharging method of alchemy.

Just like a cell phone, there are a lot of important things to do even though there's no electricity, you need to charge and use it at the same time.

He had already prepared a praying mat and refined some medicine in advance about replenishing the Spiritual Force. This was the exclusive medicine formula he had learned from the wall.

There was also a prescription that could increase the spiritual power level, but he had already told Qiu Shuihan to look around and he still hadn't found a single herb yet.

Even Lin Ze shook his head when he found out about the herbs Qin Feng needed. He also said that it was likely that these herbs were extinct on Earth now.

"Bam!"

Just as he consumed a bag of Spirit Focus Powder, the pill furnace suddenly shook and a crackling sound could be heard from within.

The pill had solidified ahead of time, and he had only managed to purify half of it. It was impossible for it to achieve the desired effect.

He hastily released a few more Black Inflammation s for his final purification!

Who knew that the moment he joined the Black Inflammation, the furnace immediately stopped shaking, and not a single flame jumped inside, only the Black Inflammation was still burning.

Refining medicinal pellets by fire was definitely the most extravagant. With Qin Feng's Spiritual Force, it was simply impossible for him to sustain it. At most, three minutes would be enough for him to use up all of it.

But he couldn't stop. After absorbing a massive amount of fire energy, it was inevitable that the pill would take shape. Once the temperature dropped and cooled down, the pill's quality would be fixed.

How much better could three minutes be?

Qin Feng did not have the slightest confidence, so he could only continue to persevere.

He was actually able to refine a rank 7 pill out of a rank 9 medicinal ingredient. He could still bear the losses from this furnace, but in terms of alchemy, it was quite a blow.

"No, this won't do, laozi will never make a loss in the business, I'm definitely going to eat that brat's Profound Stone!"

Qin Feng gritted his teeth and scattered his attention. He swallowed the three bags together and felt a buzzing sound in his head. An invisible energy filled the bag and it seemed like it was about to explode.

Even if he could supply the Black Inflammation for it for a short period of time, the pain he would have to endure made him unable to beg for his life.

Three minutes had passed and the pill was still improving. It had reached grade-8 and a silver glow could be seen on its surface. However, it was still incomplete.

Qin Feng was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat, but he still carried it on his shoulder.

He could not stop. Although this furnace was crippled, he could at most lose twenty thousand Profound Stone, so he did not feel bad.

But now, all that was left for him to do was to succeed and not to fail!

If the first furnace failed, then the second and the third would continue to fail. Even if he had a complete mine, it would not be enough.

This was the reason why alchemists were rare, and the Medicine King was even harder to nurture.2

Too extravagant!

Without sufficient resources, it was impossible to create a Medicine King in the future even if one had talent.

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