Alchemy & Martial Supreme

With the previous experience, Qin Ming was able to find a sufficient number of human Martial Cultivators this time.    

Right now, there were dangers everywhere in the Supreme World, and the human experts were also moving towards the cities together.    

Most importantly, some cities were too small. Although there were Divine Beast Realm Martial Cultivators in the cities, the defensive formations of the cities were not enough to withstand the attacks of the Poison Demon.    

Moreover, they did not have enough materials to build the teleportation formation to the periphery of the Supreme World.    

There was no other way, they could only give up on such a city.    

The human Martial Cultivators in the cities would use all kinds of methods to find other cities.    

They would form teams and move forward.    

And Qin Ming specifically looked for such teams.    

It was very easy for him to find a large number of human Martial Cultivators.    

After finding them, Qin Ming gave them the pills.    

After that, Qin Ming returned, but Qin Xixuan had not finished setting up the teleportation formation.    

"Brother, you are so fast this time?" Qin Xixuan asked curiously.    

Qin Ming: "This time, my luck is not bad. I bumped into a large group of Martial Cultivators. After I explained the effects of the pills to them, they rushed to give them to me."    

"The Martial Cultivators hate the Poison Demon very much. As long as it is something that is detrimental to the Poison Demon, they will rush to do it."    

There was one more point that he did not say. He had a very high reputation among the Martial Cultivators.    

However, when he saw the Martial Cultivator, the Martial Cultivator recognized his identity and obeyed his orders without any hesitation. He also went to deliver the pill without any doubt.    

Some of the Martial Cultivators even gave up on what they were doing right now and wanted to deliver the pills.    

Qin Ming arranged for them to go in different directions so that they would not have to choose a single city.    

Although doing so would cause them to suffer more casualties, it was something that they had no choice but to do in order to give more cities the Demon-Hunting Pill.    

This was not something that he had asked for, but the Martial Cultivators had asked for it themselves.    

They also knew how dangerous the process of delivering the pills was, but they still did it without hesitation.    

Qin Ming realized that the Martial Cultivators really hated the Poison Demon, and they would fight for it no matter how dangerous it was.    

Qin Ming did not stop them.    

This was a very dangerous thing for the Martial Cultivators, but it was also an opportunity.    

It was too difficult for ordinary Martial Cultivators to become strong.    

However, with this opportunity, if they could grasp it, they might be able to become strong in the future.    

Gong Zhengping, who had been silent the entire time, sighed, "The Martial Cultivators are like this. Sometimes, they fight to the death for a little benefit."    

"But when danger comes, they will unite together."    

Qin Ming nodded.    

Indeed, the Martial Cultivators valued benefits very much, but it was not just for benefits.    

When danger came, there would always be someone who would stand up for them.    

This time, the delivery of the pills had greatly changed Qin Ming's impression of the Martial Cultivators.    

For the first time, he felt that he was not fighting alone, but that the entire Supreme World was fighting against the Poison Demon Family.    

With the invasion of the Poison Demon Clan, countless human Martial Cultivators died in battle, and countless cities were massacred. The Martial Cultivators all felt the danger.    

They were uneasy, and they also hated the Poison Demon Clan.    

When they found out that no matter how strong they were, no matter how many black stones they had, no matter how many cultivation resources they had, as long as the Poison Demon Clan was not destroyed, their final result would only be death.    

Then every Martial Cultivator would hate the Poison Demon Clan, and they would think of destroying the Poison Demon Clan.    

While fear spread, hatred also spread.