Alchemy & Martial Supreme

The more pills the Martial Cultivators stored, the more confident they would be in this battle.    

Qin Ming couldn't give too many pills to the Martial Cultivators for free.    

Giving too many pills would make the Martial Cultivators slack off.    

Moreover, many Martial Cultivators did not want to be given charity for no reason.    

One or two times was fine, but these Martial Cultivators were thinking about how to repay the alliance.    

If they did it too many times, they would feel conflicted in their hearts.    

At the same time, if too many pills were given to the Martial Cultivators, it would make some people depend on the alliance. They might even think of asking the alliance to give them pills for the rest of their lives.    

At the same time, it was impossible for Qin Ming to painstakingly refine a large number of pills and give them to the Martial Cultivators for nothing.    

He had given them to support the war.    

Because this war was crucial.    

Everything had to have a limit. If it exceeded the limit, it would be harmful and detrimental.    

"I have decided to launch a general attack on the inner city in the early morning tomorrow. I hope that you will be well prepared by this time of day and early morning tomorrow." Qin Ming smiled and announced the time of the attack on the inner city.    

The Martial Cultivators were overjoyed to hear Qin Ming's decision.    

A few of the human Martial Cultivators who didn't want to fight and didn't want to leave in front of everyone were so happy that their hearts almost jumped out of their chests.    

If they did not fight today, then they could leave overnight.    

The city was very large, and Qin Ming didn't give any orders to stop anyone from leaving. Even if they left openly, no one would try to stop them.    

At most, they would lose face.    

As long as they were shameless, nothing mattered.    

If they wanted face, they could run away secretly.    

When Qin Ming said that he would fight again tomorrow, the Poison Demons in the inner city all frowned.    

They were already prepared for Qin Ming's attack, and they clenched their fists in anger.    

"Qin Ming is so detestable. He's playing me like a monkey!" Jiu Tu roared in exasperation.    

"My Lord, why don't we take the initiative to attack?" The Poison Demon suggested, cupping his hands.    

Jiu Tu looked at the human Martial Cultivators outside and took a deep breath.    

He knew that he had to calm down.    

Every decision he made concerned his life and death.    

He couldn't make a stupid move just because he was impulsive.    

For example, it was definitely not appropriate to attack now.    

However, Qin Ming didn't attack today, which made their morale a little low.    

Earlier, when Qin Ming's alliance had just been formed, Qin Ming had immediately brought the human Martial Cultivators to attack Ning City.    

Everyone thought that Qin Ming was a man of action.    

They assumed that this was Qin Ming's personality.    

Today, Qin Ming made such a big scene, giving out pills and saying some encouraging words.    

All of the Poison Demon City thought that Qin Ming would attack today, and that he would attack the inner city as soon as the morale-boosting assembly was over.    

All the Poison Demons were ready and waiting for Qin Ming to attack.    

However, they didn't expect Qin Ming to suddenly decide not to attack.    

In that case, wouldn't they have prepared for a long time in vain?    

The Poison Demon's morale was high, and they were in their best condition.    

After a while, they finally calmed down.    

However, for the human Martial Cultivators, the morale was not affected at all.    

This was because Qin Ming had never told them the exact time of the attack.    

It was just that they had assumed that Qin Ming would attack immediately.    

Qin Ming now decided to launch an attack tomorrow. The Martial Cultivators were not surprised at all, and their morale was not affected at all.    

In fact, because Qin Ming added a few more types of pills to the Alliance, they were able to exchange them for more pills. The stronger they became, the higher their morale.