Bai Dan

Qin Ming smiled and said, "Referee, please open my alchemy furnace."

"Alright." Seeing Qin Ming's calm demeanor, the Referee was also somewhat curious. Was he not just putting on a show and had actually refined a Medicinal Pill? But to refine a poison pill in fifteen minutes that could even kill a Pill Saint seemed impossible.

He walked to Qin Ming's alchemy furnace and slowly uncovered it. No pill Qi appeared. He peeked inside, and a single white pill lay within the alchemy furnace.

"Only one? Refining this Medicinal Pill wasn't luck, but true strength?" The Referee was startled and judged.

One must know that generally, as long as a qualified Alchemist succeeds in refining, they wouldn't produce just one Medicinal Pill per batch.

However, a Pill Duel was different. No matter how many Medicinal Pills were refined, the opponent would only consume one. Therefore, the fewer Medicinal Pills refined, the higher the grade and the better.

Even if the grade couldn't be raised, an Alchemist would compress the Medicinal Pills together to form a relatively large poison pill.

This pill was a perfect elixir, and its size was appropriate, clearly not having undergone compression. It was unclear whether Qin Ming was confident enough to refine only one or if it was just a coincidence.

If it was luck, then Qin Ming's luck was too good. If it wasn't luck, to be able to refine a perfect elixir and manually control it to produce only one was terrifying.

Unless it was a certain type of special pill, a perfect elixir would not leak toxic gas. The Referee didn't even wear gloves and directly took the Medicinal Pill out.

"Qin Ming has refined a white pill." He raised his hand so everyone could see.

"He really refined a Medicinal Pill, but why is it white? Aren't poison pills supposed to be black or gray?" a spectator below the stage asked in confusion.

"That's because you lack experience. A truly powerful Alchemist can not only refine a perfect elixir but also change its color. There are even legends of even more powerful Alchemists who can change the flavor of a Medicinal Pill," a Martial Artist who clearly knew a bit said solemnly.

"It's truly eye-opening that Alchemy can be done like that. I just wonder what grade this pill is."

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Seeing the Medicinal Pill Qin Ming had refined, the spectators began to speculate what kind of pill it was.

"What did you refine? Is this also a poison pill?" The White-Robed Pill Saint was initially startled when he saw the Referee take out a pill, but seeing it was a white Medicinal Pill he didn't recognize at all, he immediately felt relieved.

He was the Chief Alchemist of the Pill Alliance. He had read all the Pill Formulas and ancient records of the Pill Alliance, yet he had never seen such a white poison pill.

The Pill Alliance was the top Dao of Alchemy Power in the Great Xia Dynasty, with the most extensive collection of records. Since he hadn't seen it, it proved that this was not a poison pill.

"Whether it's a poison pill or not, won't you know once you eat it? Regardless, it can poison you to death," Qin Ming said, glancing sideways at the White-Robed Pill Saint.

"Poison me to death? What a joke. You would need to refine at least a Grade Seven perfect elixir to have even the slightest possibility of poisoning me," the White-Robed Pill Saint said disdainfully.

"Coincidentally, this poison pill of mine really is a Grade Seven perfect poison pill, and it's one that can indeed poison you to death," Qin Ming said with a smile.

The White-Robed Pill Saint was startled. He looked at the Medicinal Pill in the Referee's hand again and again, confirming several times. He didn't recognize what kind of poison pill it was, so he immediately felt at ease.

"Nonsense! This Medicinal Pill isn't even a poison pill, yet you dream of poisoning me? How ridiculous."