Chapter 977
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The participating alchemists were unable to see the refining techniques of the other alchemists.
But those few judges standing on the high platform were able to see all the actions of the other alchemists.
As the young chief, Mu Zi Fan concealed himself very well and only occasionally looked in Ye Qing Luo's direction.
But Mu Zi Fei's eyes were fixed on Ye Qing Luo's direction, not even blinking once.
From the time they knew Ye Qing Luo, they had never seen Ye Qing Luo refine pills.
They only knew that the pills that Ye Qing Luo refined were completely different from the other alchemists.
Just what kind of secret was hidden within?
As alchemists, they were naturally very interested in this point.
But after watching for a long time, they only saw Ye Qing Luo leisurely washing the utensils and took out stalks of herbs from the herb basket. While wiping the dust off, she carefully placed them into the utensils.
No matter how they looked, it felt …
She didn't look like a professional alchemist.
There were only two hours left to concoct the elixir, and she was still leisurely washing these medicinal herbs?
Another half an hour passed and Ye Qing Luo finally stopped this action.
She reached into the utensils and condensed profound qi at her fingertips, crushing all the herbs that she had just washed clean.
Then she placed it on the stove at the side.
Her palms moved and released the heart flame. The small flame began to refine these herbs.
Ye Qing Luo immediately began the next wave of washing, crushing, delivering and increasing the power of the heart flame.
Back and forth, on the third time, there was only one hour left to refine the pills.
Mu Zi Fei was already sweating profusely: "Brother, what do you think Ye Qing Luo wants to do?"
Mu Zi Fan was calm and composed. His gentle face revealed a meaningful smile: "Look at the medicinal herbs she has chosen."
Herbs?
When Mu Zi Fei heard this, he immediately looked at Ye Qing Luo's herb basket and the many discarded roots that had been torn off. He could roughly identify what herbs they were.
Just now he had put all his attention on Ye Qing Luo's refining techniques.
He didn't pay attention to what herbs Ye Qing Luo took.
He was slightly startled by what he saw.
"She … she can't be …"
Spirit ginseng … Thousand leaf record … Nine tune leaf …
These herbs, added up one by one to refine …
"That's right." Mu Zi Fan's pitch-black eyes stared deeply at Ye Qing Luo as he slightly nodded. "She wants to refine a fifth grade medicinal pill – Ice Soul Spirit Ginseng Pill."
A fifth-grade medicinal pill?
Or Ice Soul Spirit Ginseng Pill?
In the entire Alchemy Union, even a grandmaster alchemist wouldn't be able to confidently say that he or she could refine the pill.
Ye Qing Luo …. she actually dared to refine this kind of medicinal pill in the competition!
Was she too confident in herself, or did she want to stake everything on one throw?
"Refining the Ice Soul Spirit Ginseng Pill requires at least a day and a night's time. These two hours, she … she already wasted a full hour. How could she possibly succeed?!" Mu Zi Fei clenched his fists tightly as a worried expression surfaced on his face.
"If it's her, it's possible." Mu Zi Fan didn't know why, but he believed in Ye Qing Luo's ability.
In his heart, Ye Qing Luo would never do anything that she had no confidence in.
In order to save Yan Xiao Yi, she would definitely not lose this competition.
Seeing that Ye Qing Luo had chosen to refine the Ice Soul Spirit Ginseng Pill, it definitely … represented that she had this confidence.
As for the time spent on refining, and the fact that she had spent so much time on it …
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