Godly Martial Alchemy Emperor

The General Meeting of Alchemists had been pushed to the peak. Countless onlookers couldn't help but exclaim at Wang Yu, Ying Shuang, and the others' astounding methods.    

Many people argued about which of the five would win the championship.    

At this moment!    

"Open!"    

Ying Shuang let out a soft shout as she slapped the cover of the Pill Furnace with her slender jade hand.    

Bang!    

A muffled sound rang out.    

The Pill Furnace's lid was wide open, and the heat wave was like a great river bursting through a dike, completely leaking out.    

The surrounding alchemists felt as if they were surrounded by a raging inferno. The temperature was unbearably hot. Those alchemists that were slightly weaker were distracted by the heat wave and were almost able to destroy a cauldron of medicinal pills.    

However, Ying Shuang, who was in the middle of the scorching heat wave, didn't feel any discomfort. Instead, she beckoned with her lily-white hand.    

Sou sou sou!    

Rays of light flew out from the Pill Furnace. Ying Shuang grabbed the pill in her hand and opened her palm, letting three round pills flow out.    

Compared to the previous batch of seven or eight pills, this one was much less.    

The fewer there were, the higher the quality.    

A strong medicinal fragrance wafted out from the medicinal pill in Ying Shuang's hand. The other alchemists in the plaza smelled the medicinal fragrance and let out a burst of exclamation, "Third Grade Pill!"    

In the finals, the worst pill refining was a grade two pill.    

Their medicinal fragrance couldn't even compare to the pill formed in Ying Shuang's hand. It was on a completely different level and was undoubtedly a Tier 3 pill.    

Even though he had heard that Princess Ying Shuang had cultivated a Third Grade Pill before.    

However, when they came in close proximity and saw Ying Shuang refining the Third Grade Pill, they felt that it was different.    

Whoosh!    

Ying Shuang heaved a sigh of relief.    

She had previously cultivated a Third Grade Pill before, and it was even made under the tutelage of her master by the side.    

Although she was confident that she would win this time, she was not lacking in thoughts of betting on her luck. Fortunately, her luck was good today, and she actually succeeded on her first try.    

However, just as everyone was astonished by Ying Shuang's pill formation, another burst of cheers filled the air.    

Bang! Bang!    

Two muffled sounds rang out in succession.    

Everyone followed the voice and looked over, they saw Gu Wei and Jin Hao's Pill Furnace furnace cover open wide, counting until golden light flew out from the Pill Furnace.    

The two of them reached out to grab it at the same time.    

Gu Wei and Jin Hao unexpectedly formed their pills at the same time.    

The two of them held onto the pills in their hands as they glanced at each other. The desire to do battle slowly appeared in their eyes. They refused to admit defeat, as they both believed that they could win.    

The two of them opened their hands at the same time, and the medicinal fragrance wafted in the air.    

This was the first time Ying Shuang, Gu Wei, and Jin Hao had the medicinal fragrance of a medicinal pill colliding with each other.    

Gu Wei and Ying Shuang were almost the same, but compared to Jin Hao, they seemed to be quite different.    

The Third Grade Pill in Gu Wei and Ying Shuang's hands were all low rank pills. Because of their abilities, they could not be too pure.    

On the other hand, the pill in Jin Hao's hand had a much stronger aroma.    

"Middle tier!" Gu Wei's pupils constricted. There was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes. Jin Hao could already refine a Medial Grade Third Grade Pill.    

"Sigh!" Ying Shuang sighed. The difference in their grades was too small. It was enough for her to lose her chance of winning the championships.    

"Haha, this time, the champion is mine."    

Jin Hao laughed out wildly. In his opinion, the Medial Grade Third Grade Pill was enough to make him laugh arrogantly.    

Bang!    

Just as Jin Hao started laughing, a low muffled sound broke his smile.    

Similar sounds rang out three times, and this was the fourth time. Needless to say, everyone knew what was going on and their gazes fell onto Shu Donghua in unison.    

He saw that Shu Donghua had already stood up and held the pill in his hand.    

After the medicine fragrance had dispersed, Gu Wei and Ying Shuang widened their eyes. Even Jin Hao had become a bit more gloomy.    

The fragrance of the medicine was comparable to the medicine pills in Jin Hao's hands.    

It was also a mid-tier pill, and its quality was comparable to Jin Hao's pill. The key to winning would depend on the value of each pill.    

Who would have thought that the usually sloppy and lazy Shu Donghua was actually the one hiding the deepest.    

"I'm sorry, but I also want to compete for the title of champion." Shu Donghua showed his two rows of white teeth, which made Jin Hao angry.    

Jin Hao's arrogant attitude made people unhappy. Ying Shuang would be happy to see someone stopping him.    

At the same time, Jiang Qianqian from the Hundred Herb Hall's camp saw Jin Hao being blocked and heaved a sigh of relief.    

Even though they belonged to the same faction, the Jiang Clan and the Jin Clan did not get along. The better the performance of the Jin Clan, the greater the threat they posed to the Jiang Clan.    

Jiang Qianqian glanced at Wang Yu. She had initially hoped that Wang Yu would stop Jin Hao.    

Wang Yu had just finished the fourth wave of elixirs and all the elixirs have yet to be refined. It seemed like it was impossible for him to stop Jin Hao.    

However, it didn't make any difference if someone else tried to stop him.    

"Humph!" So what if he was a Medial Grade? This batch of pills is a Tier 3 Soul Tempering Pill. It can help Nirvana stage people to refine Yin Spirit, nourish them, and increase their speed to the point that they can travel at night. What about yours? "    

Jin Hao said coldly. He was very confident in his pills.    

Third Grade Pill were basically all prepared for Nirvana Realm Spiritual Masters, and Nirvana Realm Spiritual Masters were their Primordial Spirit s. They could travel at night, drive objects, possess body, and other abilities to make them into Yin Spirit.    

His Soul Tempering Pill was precisely able to allow Yin Spirit to increase their ability to travel at night.    

Shu Donghua's pupils constricted. Although they were both middle tier Third Grade Pill s, his Barrier Breaking Pill was still weaker than the Soul Tempering Pill.    

He lost!    

Shu Donghua sighed. He didn't lose because of the alchemy level, but because of the choice of the elixir. If he was to refine the Soul Tempering Pill, who knows what would become the champion?    

Seeing Shu Donghua's expression, Jin Hao's nervous expression disappeared and he laughed heartily.    

"Haha, champion, the champion belongs to my Hundred Herb Hall. I have brought three consecutive championships to Hundred Herb Hall! "    

Jin Hao laughed out loud, as if the champion was already in his pocket.    

"Ha ha!"    

Just as Jin Hao was laughing maniacally, a sneer sounded, causing Jin Hao's smile to freeze.    

He suddenly thought of something and looked in the direction of Wang Yu. He actually missed a person.    

Looking at Wang Yu's table, there were still five stalks of spirit herbs that had not been thrown into the Pill Furnace, and Wang Yu had not finished refining the spirit medicine.    

He suddenly thought of something. "I almost forgot, you're only at the peak of the early stage of Violet Palace Realm. Refining Third Grade Pill is going to be difficult! To be able to refine a second rank Pill Cloud s medicine is already an incredible feat! "    

The second grade spirit pellet that gave birth to Pill Cloud was still a second grade spirit pellet, and its effect was on Grand Cultivator of Primordial Spirit.    

They were unable to contend with Third Grade Pill s that were helpful to Nirvana Stage Spiritual Masters.    

Wang Yu's cultivation was low and his zhen yuan was very thin. How could he refine a Third Grade Pill?    

"Whether you can refine it or not is not up to you to decide!" Wang Yu sneered and kept moving his hands.