Alchemy & Martial Supreme

In the eyes of ordinary Martial Cultivator, Qin Ming's skill in alchemy was profound and unfathomable. But in the eyes of the eleven Alchemist on the stage, it was as if they could see that the alchemy furnace was naturally formed.    

They were stronger than the Alchemist underneath the stage, and because they were closer to Qin Ming, they could see more clearly and feel more deeply.    

When Qin Ming concocted this pill, he was able to completely focus his attention on it. He just stared at the furnace with his eyes, as if he could see through the furnace and the situation inside.    

Of course, the Alchemist all knew that Qin Ming couldn't see through the furnace.    

However, his control over alchemy was just too strong. He knew everything about the furnace.    

When they were concocting pills, their foreheads were full of sweat. They used all their strength, racked their brains, and were scared.    

Even after they finished concocting, they were still worried about personal gains and losses. They did not know what the final result would be.    

Qin Ming was completely different. When he opened the furnace, there was no change in his expression. It was obvious that he had already expected the situation inside the furnace.    

Currently, he was using the biggest flame to burn the furnace. Everything within the furnace, including the Source Plant, was under his control.    

They had a feeling that if it wasn't an even greater flame, Qin Ming wouldn't be able to control it. It was the limitation of Qin Ming's martial arts strength. He had already used his full strength, reaching the highest temperature of the flame.    

"Transform!" A light shout came from beside his ear. Qin Ming formed a hand seal and the alchemy furnace trembled slightly.    

Everyone knew that the Source Plant in the alchemy furnace should have all turned into source fluid.    

He gently used his nose to smell, and he could also smell the fragrance of the Source Plant.    

"So fast!" Xuan Yue stared at Qin Ming's alchemy furnace. He had already forgotten that this was a Pill Tao Conference and he was competing with Qin Ming.    

The other Alchemist were the same. They had forgotten that this was a Pill Tao Conference, and were completely focused on Qin Ming's alchemy.    

It was as if they were watching an art master completing his own exquisite work.    

In their hearts, there was no longer any victory or defeat.    

With their strength, they didn't really care about the rewards of this Pill Tao Conference. What they cared about was honor, and what they cared about was improving the strength of their Pill Tao.    

When they were refining pills earlier, Qin Ming was also refining pills. So, they didn't know how much time Qin Ming spent to refine five portions of Supreme Purity Detoxification Pill at the same time.    

But now, it was different. Only when he concentrated on watching Qin Ming concoct pills did he understand how fast Qin Ming's refining speed was.    

"It's because the temperature of the flames he uses is extremely high. The higher the temperature, the faster the refining speed." Xuan Yue muttered to himself in a low voice.    

All the Alchemist knew that the higher the flame used was, the faster he could concoct the pill.    

However, no Alchemist would foolishly use all their strength to concoct pills with the highest flame.    

With such a powerful flame, if one could not control the Source Plant in the furnace well, they would get ashes in an instant.    

Only those who had just come into contact with the Pill Tao and didn't know what to do would choose to be quick.    

As for those experienced Alchemist, they did not ask for speed. They only wanted stability.    

What was the use of a failed pill refinement, no matter how fast it was?    

Slow down. The quality of the pill refined would be higher, and the number of pill refined would be higher. It was far faster than the refining speed. It was much more cost-effective, and also much more practical.    

"Condense..." At this moment, another soft shout sounded out from Qin Ming's mouth.    

The Martial Cultivator's bodies trembled. It was time for the most critical moment!