A Good Romance
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Another three hours passed.
"Lord Gong Yang, what should we do?" someone asked Gong Yang Tai Sun.
"What do you mean what should we do? To be certified as a Heaven Grade alchemist, one can concoct for as long as three days and three nights. Only six hours have passed, and you're asking me what to do? Could it be that we should stop him?" Gong Yang Tai Sun humphed.
That person smiled sheepishly, thinking, 'Didn't everyone know that Ling Han had already failed? Why waste everyone's feelings?'
"Let's go, let's go, there's nothing to worry about."
"That's right, go back and hug your wife to sleep."
"You speak as if you have a wife!"
"Pah, believe it or not, I'll hug your wife to sleep!"
The crowd quickly dispersed, leaving only a few people outside.
A spoiled brat like Tang Zu Ming naturally lacked patience. Otherwise, with a Heaven Grade alchemist great-grandfather, he might have already advanced into Earth Grade by now. He yawned, and said, "Gao Feng, stand guard here. I'm going back to sleep. Keep an eye on him, don't let this brat slip away. Once the three days are up, I'll personally kill him! "
"Yes, Young Master!" Zhuo Gao Feng said respectfully.
Tang Zu Ming snickered at Zhu Xuan Er. He believed that this beauty would soon come to terms with him, obediently taking off her clothes and pleasing him on the bed. He could not help but shiver. He was slightly impatient, and wanted nothing more than to force himself on her immediately.
There was no rush, this seductive beauty was destined to be a dish in his bowl!
For Spiritual Pedestal Tier elites, as long as they did not engage in an intense battle, enduring for ten days to half a month was not a problem. Thus, Zhu Xuan Er and Zhuo Gao Feng both stood guard outside the alchemy chamber. Elder Shi and Gong Yang Tai Sun were also the same. Added with a few Earth Grade alchemists, there were about ten people.
One day passed, two days passed. Ling Han was still concocting pills, and more and more people returned to the alchemy chamber.
Ling Han did not seem to have failed yet.
They could clearly feel that in the process of Ling Han's alchemy, he drew out vein-like patterns from the furnace, made slight adjustments, and sent them over again.
Those were the vein-like patterns that belonged to the various materials in the furnace. Bearing the essence of heaven and earth, these vein-like patterns were naturally formed. Alchemy was to let these vein-like patterns fuse together in a certain way, and finally produce an astonishing effect.
However, this kind of mixing of materials' vein-like patterns would only be used when concocting Heaven Grade medicinal pills. Thus, when they saw the movement of these vein-like patterns, as well as Ling Han's practiced and graceful technique, all the alchemists were so shocked that their scalps went numb.
This young man is really concocting a Heaven rank medicinal pill!
Oh, my god.
Moreover, it had already been two days, yet the furnace had not exploded. On the contrary, the divine essence within the medicinal ingredients had been refined, revealing the most essential vein-like patterns. This meant that up until now, Ling Han was still smooth and successful.
This was simply too shocking.
Would it really work?
Everyone had no idea in their hearts. Alchemy could be said to be a journey of a hundred miles, but only a hundred and ninety miles. No one could be sure of success until the final moment when the pill was formed. Any mistake at any stage would result in a fatal failure.
Moreover, this adjustment of the vein-like patterns to let all the materials interact and resonate with each other was the most difficult step. One mistake, and the whole thing would be lost.
But at this stage, Ling Han was instead extremely relaxed.
He was the Alchemy Emperor. What kind of level was he in his previous life? Saint Tier, and even concocted Demigod Grade medicinal pills. It was not an exaggeration to call him Demigod Grade. What he lacked was the ability to stimulate the extreme temperature of the fire. Apart from this, he naturally had nothing to fear.
He moved his ten fingers as nimbly as if he was playing a zither. That was called easy, that was called smooth.
Vein-Like patterns appeared one by one, and were adjusted by him one by one before being sent back into the furnace. The vein-like patterns corresponded to the changes in the medicinal effects, and under his adjustments, they produced a fusion, developing in the direction he hoped for.
Sometimes, Ling Han even closed his eyes, as if he had returned to his previous life.
Heaven rank medicinal pills were nothing, and Saint rank medicinal pills were just so-so. With Ling Han's mastery of alchemy in his previous life, as long as he was given real God rank materials, he might be able to concoct God rank medicinal pills.
"Hey, hey, hey, are my eyes playing tricks on me? Why did it seem like he closed his eyes just now?"
"Yi, I've felt it too!"
"F * * *, is this guy a freak? He's concocting Heaven rank medicinal pills in such a carefree manner!"
Everyone cried out in surprise, really frightened.
Ling Han's movements became more and more skillful, and he knew every step like the back of his hand. His fingers seemed to have a mind of their own, playing with the characteristics of the various materials in the palm of his hand, relaxed and happy.
As the deadline of three days approached, the vein-like patterns that came out from the furnace became more and more numerous. Merely one look was enough to make an Earth Grade alchemist's face turn green, but Ling Han was completely unconcerned. The speed at which his hands moved also increased, methodically and methodically, too wonderful for words.
Tang Zu Ming had already recovered, and when he saw this scene, his expression involuntarily darkened. Even if Ling Han failed in the next step, this level of skill was really close to Heaven rank.
An 18-year-old pseudo-Heaven Grade alchemist, this was really too frightening!
Finally, every single vein-like pattern was pressed back into the furnace by Ling Han, and not a single one came out again. The time was almost up, and the end of the third day was approaching.
Hong, a dark cloud suddenly appeared in the clear sky without any warning, and within it, lightning flashed, crackling chaotically.
"According to the legends, when a Heaven Grade medicinal pill is concocted, a lightning tribulation will descend, preventing it from leaving the furnace."
"This means that Ling Han has really concocted a Heaven Grade medicinal pill, or else how could he possibly attract a lightning tribulation?"
"But this is also the most difficult step to cross. As long as the medicinal pill concocted does not reach a certain standard, it will turn into ashes under the lightning tribulation. But if it does, it will absorb the power of Heaven's Way in the lightning tribulation, and only then will it truly possess the effects of Heaven Grade."
"Even if a Deity Transformation Tier cultivator eats a Heaven Grade medicinal pill, his body will still explode and die, completely unable to withstand the power of Heaven's Way."
"But will we be affected by the lightning tribulation?"
Everyone's expression darkened slightly. They had never experienced a lightning tribulation before, not even once. They had only heard of such a thing.
"Retreat, retreat!" Meanwhile, the expression of the Earth Grade middle level alchemist changed drastically. As an Earth Grade middle level alchemist, he naturally knew that a Heaven Grade medicinal pill would attract a lightning tribulation when it left the furnace. That was no joke.
Everyone hurriedly fled in all directions. At this stage, everyone was sure that what Ling Han had concocted was a Heaven Grade medicinal pill, or else it would be impossible to attract a lightning tribulation. Then, as long as the medicinal pill survived the lightning tribulation, Ling Han would become a genuine Heaven Grade alchemist, and even if he could not survive it, he would still be qualified to be called a pseudo-Heaven Grade alchemist.
Elder Shi and Zhuo Gao Feng's expressions were ashen. Though one of them was in the Spiritual Infant Tier, and the other was in the Flower Blossom Tier, if they really fought against a Heaven Grade alchemist, they would be torn to shreds at any moment.
How many people begged a Heaven Grade alchemist to concoct pills, and among them, there was no lack of Heaven Tier and Deity Transformation Tier elites. In front of such elites, what did Spiritual Infant Tier cultivators count for? Even if there were restrictions obstructing them, and Deity Transformation Tier cultivators coming over would greatly damage their vitality, as long as Ling Han made a call, it was guaranteed that all the Spiritual Infant Tier cultivators in the north region would obey him.
There was no need for a Heaven Grade alchemist; pseudo-Heaven Grade alchemist was enough, because Spiritual Infant Tier cultivators did not need Heaven Grade medicinal pills, and Earth Grade middle level was enough.
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