Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Qin Ming, who was lying on the bed, closed his eyes to rest.    

"Why is it that there is no way to successfully refine it?"    

"Is it because the medicinal properties do not match?"    

He had already tried more than 20 times and still did not have a clue about the pill. This made Qin Ming somewhat irritated.    

As he thought about it, Qin Ming unknowingly fell asleep.    

It was already the second day after he woke up. He was woken up by the bright sun.    

"Oh no." Qin Ming sat up with a whoosh. He looked at the golden sunlight outside the window and patted his head.    

Perhaps it was because he was too tired from concocting pills yesterday, or perhaps it was because of the aftereffects of his transformation that he accidentally slept so late.    

After waking up, Qin Ming immediately sorted out his thoughts and started to study the pill.    

……    

For three consecutive days, Qin Ming did not step out of his room and just stayed in his room to study the pill.    

In the room, although it was old and worn out, from time to time, bright lights would shoot out.    

Purple flames were suspended in the air. Above them, twenty-three pieces of Source Plant were dancing in the air. Under Qin Ming's control, the Source Plant turned into liquid at an extremely fast speed.    

"Condense!"    

He formed a hand seal, and the liquid condensed into a pill. Then, it flew into Qin Ming's hand.    

Looking at the slightly deflated and ugly pill, Qin Ming was wild with joy.    

This was a low-grade Dragon Rank Pill. And it was a poor one-patterned pill. Normally, when one encountered a pill of this quality, not to mention consuming it, one wouldn't even bother looking at it.    

The pill that Qin Ming consumed during his cultivation was all perfect quality.    

But today, he personally refined a one-patterned pill. It was much happier than when he broke through a small level in the Martial Dao Realm.    

"Success! Three days of sleepless nights without rest, finally succeeded." Qin Ming's eyes were filled with blood. Although he was tired, he was still full of energy.    

Ever since he accidentally fell asleep that day, Qin Ming had forced himself not to stay on the bed.    

This town seemed very strange, but Qin Ming did not have the time nor the mood to investigate. As long as they did not have bad intentions towards him, it was fine.    

Ever since he and Feng Bai separated that day, feng Bai never came to find him again. This made Qin Ming heave a sigh of relief.    

His time was precious. Although he really missed Feng Bai's secret from before, he also wanted to make friends with him.    

However, the Poisonous Demon Sect had launched a ferocious attack on the Skydragon World. Every day, countless Martial Cultivator would die.    

Qin Ming delayed for a little longer. The Martial Cultivator that died was an entire city.    

However, if he deliberately went into seclusion and did not come out, and deliberately hid himself, he was afraid that it would arouse the suspicions of the people in town.    

Coincidentally, feng Bai did not come to find him, which saved him some time to explain.    

Looking at the pill in his hand, Qin Ming opened his mouth and swallowed the pill. He sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes to circulate the thin Origin Qi in his body.    

The medicinal properties of the pill were dissolved, nourishing Qin Ming's body. Under the effect of the Origin Qi, it circulated throughout his entire body.    

The medicinal properties of the pill were quickly absorbed by Qin Ming. However...    

"What's going on? Why do I feel like this pill doesn't have much effect on me?" Qin Ming opened his eyes, puzzled.    

The pill did indeed have an effect, but its effect was negligible. It could be completely ignored.    

"Is it because the quality of the pill is too poor and the medicinal properties are not enough?"    

Thinking of this, Qin Ming continued to refine the pill.    

Knowing the Source Plant required to concoct pills, it would be very easy for Qin Ming to concoct a perfect Source Plant.    

A purple light rose up in the room. Qin Ming took out the Source Plant from his interspatial Dimensional Ring and began to focus on refining a new batch of pill.    

Not long after, ten perfect grade pill were produced from the furnace.    

He looked at the ten warm emerald-green pill in his hand. Qin Ming took a deep breath, picked up one of them, and swallowed it into his stomach.