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Never take it in advance.
Furthermore, Martial Cultivators would not be stupid enough to take it in advance.
It was not easy for ordinary Martial Cultivators to obtain a Demon-Hunting Pill.
Qin Ming had refined the Perfect Grade Demon-Hunting Pill himself, so it was not as valuable as the other pills.
If it was an ordinary Martial Cultivator, the Demon-Hunting Pill would be very precious. They would never take another pill before the effect of the first one was over.
Qin Ming was an Alchemist, so he knew the pill very well.
Furthermore, he had refined the Demon-Hunting Pill himself. He should know that even if he took two pills, the effect would not be that great.
It would even harm his body.
The effect of the pills was too strong, and it would harm his body.
Moreover, taking the pills in succession would increase the tolerance of the Demon-Hunting Pill.
In short, it was not right to take the pills like this!
Qin Xixuan did not know that Qin Ming was using his divine sense to pick the Yellow Spring Grass.
It was very difficult for ordinary people to move things with their divine sense.
Even if their martial arts realm had reached the half-step Supreme Realm, their divine sense could already move light things.
However, using their divine sense to move things would consume a lot of divine sense. Martial Cultivators would feel tired.
It looked very convenient, but in reality, it was far less convenient and less energy-conserving than the Martial Cultivator using his own hands.
Qin Ming's divine sense was very strong. Qin Xixuan had known this for a long time.
However, she had never seen Qin Ming use his divine sense to pick the Source Plant.
Qin Ming shook his head. "I'm fine!"
He took another deep breath, and his eyes became more and more determined.
If he could not pick the Underworld Grass, he would definitely die.
Therefore, he had to succeed.
Even if he had to suffer the backlash of the Demon-Hunting Pill, he would not hesitate.
Moreover, he had refined the Demon-Hunting Pill himself, so he was very clear about the medicinal properties of the Demon-Hunting Pill.
A perfect grade Demon-Hunting Pill had very little impurities.
With less impurities, the damage to his body would be reduced.
For the sake of picking the Underworld Grass, he could only do this.
Even if he ate two Demon-Hunting Pills, he would be seriously injured. There was no other way.
Moreover, eating two Demon-Hunting Pills would not seriously injure him. It would only increase his resistance to the Demon-Hunting Pill in the next three months.
After eating two Demon-Hunting Pills, Qin Ming felt that his Spiritual Sense had increased a little.
He gathered all his Spiritual Sense once again and headed towards the Underworld Grass.
This time, when his Spiritual Sense swept across the magma, he felt the existence of the mother beast.
He could feel that there was a huge monster lying quietly inside, leisurely swimming around. It seemed to be indifferent to what was happening in front of it.
"Up!" Qin Ming shouted again, and his Spiritual Sense attached to the Underworld Grass.
The powerful Spiritual Sense finally shook the Underworld Grass.
However... it was only a shake.
No matter how hard Qin Ming tried, he could not pull the Yellow Spring Grass up.
The Yellow Spring Grass was even tougher than he had imagined.
Unable to pull the Yellow Spring Grass up in one go, Qin Ming's expression became even more unsightly. The sweat on his forehead flowed down like rain.
His back was already drenched in sweat.
Qin Xixuan was wiping his sweat from the side.
Although she did not know what Qin Ming was doing, she could tell that he was trying to save them.
"No!" Qin Ming shook his head.
He placed his hand on the Dimensional Ring and took out a Devil Seeking Pill.
The more Devil Seeking Pills he consumed in one go, the greater the damage to his body.
At the same time, the improvement of his divine sense with each Devil Seeking Pill was getting smaller and smaller.