Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Refining a pill for seven days in one go. Even though he was a Martial Sovereign and a Pill God, he still felt that the energy in his body was somewhat unbearable.    

Of course, this was because he was always refining pill at full speed. If he refined pill after pill like an ordinary Alchemist, even if he refined them for a few years, he would not feel tired.    

Rubbing his sore arm, Qin Ming borrowed the power of heaven and earth in the mystic realm and moved out of the alchemy room.    

Just as he exited the alchemy room, he saw a Qin Family disciple walking over with a handsome man.    

"Sect Master."    

"Sovereign Qin."    

When the two of them saw Qin Ming, they quickly ran forward and bowed.    

They nodded. Qin Ming said with a smile: "Seventh Prince, you're here. I was wondering why you haven't arrived yet. Did something happen? I was just about to send a disciple to pick you up, but I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence."    

"Sovereign Qin, this junior is late." Seventh Prince bent his back even more. His face was full of gratitude. Although he didn't know if Qin Ming really intended to arrange a disciple for him, he was already very polite to Qin Ming.    

He was now living under someone else's roof. Even if it was given face, as long as Qin Ming didn't chase him away, he would still shamelessly stay here.    

Furthermore, ever since the death of the old ancestor behind him, the gap between him and Qin Ming had become even greater.    

As Sovereign, Qin Ming still treated him the same way, which made him extremely touched. He secretly decided that if he really became a Martial Sovereign, he would never forget Qin Ming's courtesy and help today.    

"It's not too late, you came just in time." Qin Ming took a step forward and helped Seventh Prince, who was bowing, to give him a Dimensional Ring.    

"This is the pill the three of you need. Take it. When you meet them later, give them to them."    

Within this Dimensional Ring, there were perfect grade pill. The quantity was customized according to their natural endowments. It was enough for them to cultivate to Peak of Martial Emperor.    

Furthermore, there were nine perfect grade Heart Refining Pills inside. If these pill couldn't become Martial Sovereign after they used them, it would prove that they had no fate with the Martial Sovereign. They simply didn't have this aptitude.    

The Heart Refining Pill was refined from the Grade Nine Spirit Plant Heart Refining Grass. This Heart Refining Grass was given to him by Zhilan the last time. There were only two stalks in total. He had refined twenty Heart Refining Pills.    

It was said that there were Heart Refining Grasses in this continent, but they were extremely rare. Qin Ming had never obtained one before.    

Therefore, he only had twenty Heart Refining Pills with him for the time being. With just this little amount of pill, it was not enough for the Qin Family to use, let alone the disciples of the Huayu Sect. Even if he took them out, he would still feel some heartache.    

This pill could temper one's heart and soul. After consuming three Perfect Grade Heart Refining Pills, an ordinary Martial Cultivator would have a great resistance to the internal demon's tribulation, and the chances of breaking through to the next realm would greatly increase.    

When Seventh Prince heard Qin Ming's words, he immediately felt as if the ring on his hand was thousands of times bigger. His waist, which was about to straighten up, bent down again.    

"Sovereign Qin, there is no need to thank me for this great kindness..." As he spoke, Seventh Prince felt a little stifled. He originally thought that after coming here, even if Qin Ming did not make things difficult for him, he would still make things difficult for him. He did not expect that he would be so straightforward and directly give him the resources.    

When he thought of the expression of the old ancestor after his death, all kinds of emotions welled up in his heart, and his tears couldn't help but flow out.    

This period of time had been too exciting for him.    

Initially, he was worried that Fifth Prince would kill him, but now, he felt fear in his heart. He had never thought that by taking advantage of the opportunity to ally with Qin Ming, not only had he escaped death, he had also become the sole successor of the supreme position.    

He immediately prepared the Emperor's robe overnight in excitement, waiting to inherit Dabao.    

However, before he could even choose a day, the backer behind him had fallen. He had turned from Seventh Prince, who had inherited Dabao, to a young master of an ordinary power.    

However, it was at this moment that Qin Ming's secret letter pulled him back from the bottom of the abyss. It was a promise that was even more unimaginable than before. He had promised to become a Martial Sovereign.