Alchemy & Martial Supreme

This alchemy furnace was made by him just now. Because he was not a refiner himself, and it was also made for a farce, he did not have the heart to do it.    

Except for the two pill furnaces, which were made from Ninth Grade stones, this pill furnace was even worse than the cheapest pill furnace in the outside world.    

Furthermore, Ninth Grade stones were not suitable to be used to make pill furnaces. This was because the effect of a formation was very weak when engraved on a pill furnace made from stone.    

Refining the same type of pill would require more Spiritual Energy than an ordinary pill furnace, and it would consume more of one's mind and mind, making it harder to control.    

He had never thought that... Someone could use this type of stone alchemy furnace to refine a perfect Grade Seven Pills.    

"Elder Lian, do you think it's going to work?" The dozen or so elders sitting in the elders' seats had been waiting for a long time. It was too late. If not for their identities, they would have tried to snatch it away.    

"Mm? Oh!" The judge who was standing on the martial stage finally recovered from his shock and passed the pill in his hand to them.    

Instantly, an elder hurriedly snatched the pill from the judge's hand, looked at it again and carefully sized it up.    

The other elders gathered around him, trying to determine whether the pill was real or fake.    

With their eyesight, they could naturally see that this pill was indeed a Perfect Pills that had just been refined.    

It was precisely because of this fact that each and every one of them was filled with uncertainty.    

"Good, good!" Cang Yu could not help but shout out loudly. He had already seen the pill. It was indeed just refined. It could not be wrong!    

Although he still hadn't figured out how Qin Ming refined the Perfect Pills, it didn't stop him from feeling unusually happy that Qin Ming was able to defeat Ju Jun and obtain victory!    

The pill finally returned to the hands of the judge. All the elders unanimously agreed that there was no problem with the pill.    

"The pill that Qin Ming refined has been appraised by all the elders and is in accordance with the rules."    

"Elder Ju doesn't have any pill formula left, but not only did Qin Ming take out the pill formula, he even succeeded in refining it."    

"According to the rules of the competition, I declare that Qin Ming... wins!"    

"Impossible, it's impossible to refine it successfully."    

"Cheating, Qin Ming must be cheating!"    

When Ju Jun heard the judge's judgment, he stood up and shouted loudly!    

After he finished speaking, without waiting for the judge to respond, he took a step forward and appeared on the martial arts stage. He took the pill that Qin Ming refined and carefully sized it up.    

"Something's not right!"    

"This pill is a Perfect Pills. You can't possibly use this kind of alchemy furnace to refine a Perfect Pills in such a short period of time!"    

Ju Jun's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Qin Ming. He held the pill in his hand, trembling.    

"Unless you use the same method to concoct another pill, then you're cheating!"    

"Nonsense!" Even the referee shouted loudly, "Elder Ju, so many of our Elders are here watching Qin Ming refine the pill. We have also checked the pill. Do you think that all of us are blind?"    

Hearing the judge's scolding, all the disciples below the stage were in an uproar.    

Only now did they react. What Qin Ming just refined was indeed a tier 7 Perfect Pills pill. Qin Ming had won this round!    

But how was this possible? How could Qin Ming possibly win the Pill Monarch? How could he use such a crude method to refine a Perfect Pills in such a short period of time?    

However, even though they couldn't figure it out, they knew that they had to admit defeat. Since Ju Jun had lost, they should admit defeat! Even if Qin Ming won because of luck, he had to admit it!