Alchemy & Martial Supreme

There were seven hundred and ninety-nine blackstones here, which was equivalent to seventy-eight thousand blackstones.    

In just one day, they had mined so many Ninth Grade black stones.    

Other than the fact that it was easier to mine black stones at the beginning, it was also because the Martial Cultivators were very hardworking.    

Ninth Grade black stones were very hard, and only Martial Cultivators above the Saint Beast Realm had the strength to mine them.    

"Very good." Qin Ming put away all the Ninth Grade black stones and immediately placed them in his mind. He let the Heroic Spirits absorb the energy within them, helping them cultivate while converting the energy into their own.    

He had collected quite a few black stones before.    

The human Martial Cultivators in the Moon Pavilion World did not have much black stones, but the human Martial Cultivators in the Supreme World had a lot of black stones.    

A day passed, and the Heroic Spirits began to absorb the energy. A large amount of the Heroic Spirits' energy had been converted.    

Now that he was going to the Supreme World to save people, he might run into the Poison Demon Half-Step Sovereign. He needed to treat his injuries first.    

His strength was already inferior to the Poison Demon's Half-Step Sovereign. If he was injured, he would be even less of a match for the Poison Demon.    

The speed at which the Heroic Spirits' energy healed his injuries was very fast. After Qin Ming absorbed the Heroic Spirits' energy in his mind, he recovered in a very short period of time.    

"When I go to the Supreme World to save people this time, I have decided to bring 100,000 Divine Beast Realm Martial Cultivators with me. It is up to you whether you want to go or not." Qin Ming's gaze swept across the surrounding human Martial Cultivators.    

After the inner city was completed, almost all of the Martial Cultivators came here to take a look.    

Seeing that the inner city's defense was very high, the Martial Cultivators were extremely excited.    

Now that they heard that Qin Ming said that he would enter the Supreme World to save people on his own accord, many people hesitated.    

The Supreme World was currently being invaded by the Poison Demon Clan. It was very dangerous there.    

If they entered the Supreme World to save people, it was very likely that they would encounter the Poison Demon Clan's elite team and a large number of elite Poison Demons.    

Most of them had seen elite Poison Demons before, so they knew how strong the elite Poison Demons were.    

However, if 100,000 people went there, and if they were unlucky enough to encounter an elite Poison Demon, they might not even have the chance to escape.    

Although Qin Ming's martial arts strength was strong, he had only just broken through to the half-step Supreme Realm. He was far from being able to compare to the experts of the Poison Demon Clan who had broken through to the half-step Supreme Realm for a long time.    

Going to the Supreme World was very likely to result in death.    

Now, they had already established themselves in the outer perimeter of the Supreme World. As long as their luck was not too bad, they could rely on the box built from the Absorbing Stone in front of them to barely survive here.    

"I'll go!"    

"I'll go too!"    

"Count me in."    

"My martial arts realm is only at the Saint Beast Realm, but I want to go. Can I count me in?"    

"..."    

Some Martial Cultivators hesitated, but there were also Martial Cultivators who took the initiative to raise their hands and want to go.    

"Alright." Qin Ming nodded and said directly, "Those who have reached the Divine Beast Realm in their martial arts realm are willing to go. Now, stand in front of me."    

Very quickly, the Martial Cultivators stood up.    

Qin Ming swept his gaze across the place and did not count the number of people, but he could roughly estimate the number.    

There were less than 100,000 people here, and there were about 70,000 people.    

Seeing this, Qin Ming could not help but frown.    

He did not count the number of Divine Beast Realm Martial Cultivators, but there were at least 500,000 of them. Now, there were only 70,000 people who wanted to go.    

It seemed that most of them were unwilling to pay for others without any benefits.    

It was also reasonable. Entering the Supreme World now was too dangerous, and there were no benefits. It was normal that they did not want to go.    

Qin Ming did not say anything. He shook his head and looked at the teleportation formation in front of him. Then, he brought everyone and walked in.