Godly Martial Alchemy Emperor

C247 It's That Simple?



C247 It's That Simple?

4As Lin Yun finished his sentence, people began to walk up to him.    4

    

Wang Yu, Qiu Ling, Zhou Dinghai, and Wu Yunniang also stepped forward and each drew a bamboo stick from the bamboo tube.    

    

On the bamboo stick in Wang Yu's hand, there was still a red marker with the word "one" written on it. In the middle of the bamboo stick, there was a black marker with the word "three" written on it.    

    

The red letter represented the number of matches.    

    

The black word represented the Pill Furnace's number.    

    

Wang Yu's bamboo stick, which was also the first round, the number three position of the Pill Furnace.    

    

Wu Yunniang was the third, Zhou Dinghai was the seventh, and Qiu Ling was in the eighth.    

    

The four of them were competing in the morning and afternoon.    

    

It sounded like a random arrangement, wasn't Ying Kuo going to make a move on him?    

    

This was unlike this tyrannical prince!    

    

Wang Yu didn't have time to think because Lin Yun started to announce the rules, "In the semifinals, 100 people are also divided into 10 groups. In each group, 4 people will be promoted, and the elimination rate will be 60%."    

    

"The rule this time is very simple. The pill formula is the genuine tier two medicinal pill formula. At the same time, it is also the three spiritual medicines provided for everyone to refine medicine for the alchemists. The losers will be eliminated."    

    

"Other than that, just like yesterday, there was a giant hourglass. The time limit is an hour, and those who can concoct the finished product beyond the time limit are eliminated."    

    

"Hey!" Hearing that, Wang Yu frowned, "Is the second round so simple? To be able to refine medicine according to the pill formula and give three portions of medicinal herbs, isn't that a bit too simple? "    

    

After the elimination of the preliminaries, the ones that remained were all Grade Two Alchemists, and they all had the ability to refine Grade Two Medicinal Pills.    

    

With a grade-2 pill formula and plenty of spiritual herbs, there shouldn't be anyone in the top 100 who failed the semifinals!    

    

However, logically speaking, the second round of General Meeting of Alchemists, which was held every three years, should not be this simple.    

    

Wang Yu shook his head and stopped thinking about it.    

    

No matter what they thought, a mere of a mere kingdom, would be able to make him, the former Three Ultimate Heavenly Emperor, suffer?    

    

There were quite a few people who had the same thoughts as Wang Yu. Even Ying Shuang and the others were frowning.    

    

Lin Yun didn't care about that at all and asked loudly, "Does everyone understand?"    

    

"Understood!" The voices of a hundred alchemists sounded in unison. Although there were one hundred less than yesterday, their voices were still like thunderclaps.    

    

The world shook.    

    

"Since you all understand, I shall announce the start of the General Meeting of Alchemists Competition on behalf of the Qin Country court."    

    

With full enthusiasm, Lin Yun pointed to the center of the square and said, "Ten alchemists who drew the first bamboo stick, please come forward!"    

    

Clap clap!    

    

The audience cheered and applauded as Wang Yu and the other nine alchemists walked out.    

    

The ten of them were alchemists who had passed the preliminaries. They were full of confidence and were brimming with vigor. They directly arrived at the center and went in front of their respective Pill Furnace s.    

    

Wang Yu walked straight to stand three.    

    

"Start as soon as possible!" With Lin Yun's sound, the hourglass started to leak out.    

    

Wang Yu picked up the pill formula in front of him, took a closer look at it, and frowned even more.    

    

It wasn't because the pill formula was wrong, but because it was too accurate. The extraction and configuration of all sorts of spiritual medicines, the degree of the fusion pill, and so on, were all described in great detail.    

    

This was a complete pill formula.    

    

"Spirit Replenishing Pill, second-grade medicinal pill. Effect: Replenishes the soul. In a short period of time, increases the ability of the soul to communicate with the heaven and earth. Use Grand Cultivator of Primordial Spirit's cultivation support medicine."    

    

"Pills combined, one Soul-Rat Fruit, one Worryfree Grass, one Heart Clearing Flower …."    

    

"The method to refine it, the first step to purifying the Rat Spirit Fruit, the first step to purifying the essence of the fire, the second step to purifying the Worryfree Grass, and the second step to incinerating it..."    

    

"Spirit Replenishing Pill, not bad." "According to the pill formulas, I would need twelve spiritual herbs to fuse with it. That shouldn't be a difficult matter …" Wang Yu looked at the elixir in front of him in confusion.    

    

He murmured, "The pill is a Tier 2 pill with a complete set of spiritual herbs and pill formulas. Is it really that simple?"    

    

Wang Yu glanced at the expressions of the others. Most of them had a happy expression, as if they were very confident in the pills they were going to concoct.    

    

There were also some shrewd people who noticed the abnormality, but they could not find any flaws and could only bitterly smile.    

    

"Forget it, no matter what, let's fight first!"    

    

Thinking about this, Wang Yu slapped the Pill Furnace and it started to warm up.    

    

When the temperature of the Pill Furnace reached the temperature Wang Yu wanted, he grabbed a portion of the Spirit Medicines and was about to put the twelve Spirit Medicines in, but he stopped.    

    

Wang Yu smiled coldly as a trace of happiness appeared on his face.    

    

"I already said it's impossible for it to be so simple. So the problem lay in the spiritual medicines."    

    

When Wang Yu grabbed the twelve stalks of spirit medicine, with his sharp perception, he immediately noticed that the Spirit Medicine Heart Flower, one of the twelve stalks of spirit medicine, had lost 70% of its medicinal properties and only retained 30%.    

    

However, according to the recipe, he had to at least refine fifty percent of the Heart Enhancing Flower's medicinal efficacy when refining the Spirit Replenishing Pill.    

    

In other words, there were a total of three Heart Exquisite Flowers. If each time, one and a half flower was required for concocting, then the three spiritual medicines Lin Yun talked about would be a trap.    

    

No wonder Lin Yun didn't say that he had given everyone three chances to refine the pill.    

    

When the problem was found, Wang Yu smiled. He already knew the problem, then it wouldn't be a problem.    

    

He picked up another Heart Flower and threw it into the Pill Furnace along with the previous spirit herbs. At the same time, he controlled thirteen spirit medicines.    

    

Below the stage, Ying Shuang, Jin Hao, Gu Wei, and Shu Donghua, who were closely watching him, couldn't help but frown.    

    

Previously, these people were stimulated by Wang Yu and they all tried to refine more than one spiritual herb at the same time. Among them, the one with the best performance was Jin Hao.    

    

He could already refine seven of them simultaneously. He thought that he wouldn't be much different from Wang Yu, who could refine ten of them at the same time.    

    

The scene before them caused everyone to fall silent.    

    

Feeling Wang Yu refining ten spiritual medicines at the same time wasn't his limit. Just because he needed ten spiritual medicines for the last round.    

    

Right now, it was hard to say if Wang Yu was at his limit or not when he injected 13 stalks in one go.    

    

"I've discovered the trap in the spiritual medicine!"    

    

Ying Kuo looked at the refining Wang Yu on the stage and the corner of his mouth curled into a sneer.    

    

The trap within the spiritual medicine was the difficulty of the semifinals. In addition, there was also the difficulty that he had specially created for Wang Yu.    

    

"To others, there might be two chances for the semifinals, but for someone like you who has discovered the spirit medicine trap, you only have one chance. I hope you can cherish it."    

    

Ying Kuo savored the tea in front of him leisurely as if victory was within his grasp.    

    

The one he attacked was Daoist Master Yuan Feng. Because of yesterday's repeated failures, he was somewhat silent today. Listening to His Highness's words, Daoist Master Yuan Feng was somewhat puzzled.    

    

Could it be that the discovery of the spiritual medicine trap became Wang Yu's stumbling block?    

    


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