Alchemy & Martial Supreme

All the Martial Cultivator consciously lined up in a line, afraid that they would give Xuan Ming a bad impression and miss such a good opportunity.    

Just like that, the best of the best was chosen. It took him three whole days to choose a total of twenty thousand Martial Cultivator.    

At the same time, he released the news that he still needed to recruit Martial Cultivator.    

Qin Ming said that the more the better. Of course, he had to strictly follow Qin Ming's requirements.    

Right now, it was only the first batch. There were still many Martial Cultivator that hadn't arrived yet, and there were also many that hadn't received any news of Qin Ming recruiting Martial Cultivator.    

Xuan Ming did not plan to take all 20,000 of them. Instead, he secretly observed their character.    

He also had to undergo training to remove those unqualified Martial Cultivator. Only then would he be the best of the best.    

Of course, during the training process, the Perfect Pills would be distributed every day. Even if the Martial Cultivator did not pass in the end, he would still get some Perfect Pills for free.    

There were all sorts of Martial Cultivator at different levels. The most common one was the Martial Sovereign, and the second was the Martial Saint. There was also a small portion of Martial Emperor.    

As for the Martial Cultivator underneath the Martial Emperor, Xuan Ming didn't even take it. Unless one's talent was extraordinarily high, it was better to choose an ordinary family's disciple to nurture the Martial Cultivator below the Martial Emperor.    

With Qin Ming's financial resources, he would start from zero. In a few years, he would be able to cultivate a Martial Cultivator that knew nothing into a Martial Emperor.    

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Three years quickly passed just like that.    

In the alchemy room of the underground palace, Qin Ming was sitting on a hassock with his legs crossed. Four disciples of the Martial God Sect were seizing the time to pick up the pill on the floor.    

Qin Ming had refined too many pill, so he didn't have the time to store them into the Jade Bottle. He let them fall to the ground and let the specialized disciples pick them up.    

"It's finally done!"    

Qin Ming sighed endlessly. He touched his forehead. It was smooth. The Vertical Eye was now closed. From the outside, there was nothing unusual.    

Ever since the last time he concocted the pill, it had been three years before this eye recovered.    

Furthermore, it gave Qin Ming the feeling that it seemed to have damaged its foundation. Although it was no longer affected when it was used now, it would be difficult for it to evolve.    

If it continued to refine the Divine Pill, it might cause the eye to completely lose the possibility of growing.    

"I don't know how to cure it."    

He had never been like this before, and he had never heard of anyone who could injure the innate ability. He had no way to treat it.    

"The Heavenly Eye is affected by my strength. If I advance in my cultivation, the Heavenly Eye might also benefit from it. Perhaps, when I become an Omnipotent Expert of Martial Saint, its injuries will naturally heal."    

Of course, this was only Qin Ming's guess. He still didn't know much about the Heavenly Eye.    

"Elder, everything has been tidied up!" A disciple respectfully handed a Dimensional Ring to Qin Ming and said.    

Receiving the Dimensional Ring, Qin Ming sunk his mental energy into it. Seeing the pill that was filled to the brim, Qin Ming nodded his head.    

During these three years, he had been concocting pills. He had forcefully refined all the Spiritual Plant that he had bought from ordinary Martial Cultivator into pill.    

The Spiritual Plant in the mystic realm had already been plucked. Now, the spirit fields were all barren. Perhaps it would take another several thousand or ten thousand years for them to return to their original state.    

After hearing Xuan Ming's report last time, he had already trained sixty-six Elite Martial Saint. He also wanted some more Elite Martial Saint.    

Unfortunately, Elite Martial Saint could only be piled up using a large amount of resources. There weren't many Martial Saint in idle Martial Cultivator, and there were even fewer Elite Martial Saint.    

Even if it was an Elite Martial Saint, Qin Ming wouldn't dare to completely trust those whose will wasn't firm.    

Therefore, after a few rounds of selection, he always managed to gather a total of sixty-six trustworthy Elite Martial Saint.