Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Wang Baicheng was the president of the headquarter of the Lan Province Magic Hunter Association, and he held the greatest authority in the Lan Province Magic Hunter Association.    

Of course, the Magic Hunter Association had already openly sided with him, so he could switch Wang Baicheng over to someone who was obedient.    

But Wang Baicheng didn't only have power, he also had connections and was very familiar with the Demon Hunter Association.    

If it was a stranger, just the Demon Hunter Association in Lan Province would have to spend quite a bit of time. Not to mention carrying out his orders.    

Besides, the reason why Wang Baicheng declined wasn't because he didn't care about the Martial Cultivator's death, but because he had considered it more thoroughly.    

Actually, Qin Ming had also considered the matter that Wang Baicheng had considered. It was just that Wang Baicheng didn't know how many Perfect Dragon Grade pill he had, and he didn't know how fast he was concocting pills. That was why he wanted to conserve his pill and use it in the battle against the Poison Demon Faction.    

As the guild leader, he used every single resource at the most crucial point. He did not fail his duty at all.    

If it was just sympathy for the Martial Cultivator, then in order to save them, he would risk everything and drag the entire Demon Hunter Association down with him. That would be the greatest dereliction of duty.    

"If the Poison Demon forces attack other states, or simply give up Lan state and attack other states, what should we do?"    

"Spend a large amount of money to transfer the Martial Cultivator?" Wang Baicheng asked about the flaws in Qin Ming's plan.    

"Yes, transfer again!" Qin Ming nodded and said.    

"Has Poison Demon's force been changing targets?" Wang Baicheng asked back.    

Qin Ming said, "Then we'll keep changing the Martial Cultivator!"    

"This... How many resources does this require?" Wang Baicheng looked at Qin Ming in disbelief and said.    

"It doesn't matter how many resources are spent. I just need to buy some time. As long as I can persist for two months, the situation will be completely different." Qin Ming said indifferently.    

If Poison Devil had really changed their target, Qin Ming would be overjoyed.    

It would definitely take a lot of time for Poison Demon Sect to change their target. Qin Ming didn't lack resources or perfect dragon grade pill. What he lacked was time.    

If Poison Demon Sect really did that, if that was the case, he would only be able to kill a small amount of Martial Cultivator in two months' time. Qin Ming had absolute confidence that in two months' time, he would be able to defeat thirty thousand Dragon Realm Poison Demon.    

Wang Baicheng stared blankly at Qin Ming. He picked up the cold tea on the table and forcefully suppressed his emotions as he probed. "Can I ask you a question? How many perfect Dragon Grade pill do you have?"    

He believed that he wasn't the only one who wanted to know this question. Everyone in Skydragon World wanted to know about it. Even the Poisonous Demon Faction was probably trying all kinds of ways to find out about it.    

Qin Ming smiled mysteriously and said, "A lot, a lot!"    

"It's enough to defeat the Poisonous Demon Faction and return the Skydragon World to its former glory."    

This sentence didn't give Wang Baicheng a clear number, but it boosted his confidence.    

It was like telling him to do it without worry. I'm going to crush the Poisonous Demon Faction to death with pill.    

He did not know how many perfect-grade Dragon Grade pill Qin Ming had, but the number of pill that had been passed down from the Cloud City Alliance was already innumerable.    

Since Qin Ming said so, it was obvious that he still had more Perfect Dragon Grade pill in his hands. It was enough for him to use as he pleased.    

With Qin Ming's status and identity, he definitely wouldn't lie to him.