Qin Ming’s Alchemy

Qin Ming smelled the fragrance, stood up, sniffed it, and said, "Finished refining? Hmm… three High Grade spirit gathering pills, not bad."

"You're up? Since you're up, hurry up and admit defeat! Let's finish this quickly so I can go back to sleep," the Old Man in White Robes said, glancing sideways at Qin Ming.

He hadn't wanted to come this time; this kind of competition had no suspense at all. If it weren't for the Venerable's order, he wouldn't have come even if the Alliance Master had asked him to.

It was better to start the third match quickly and end this farce sooner.

"I haven't even started Alchemy yet! If you want to go back to sleep, just go!" Qin Ming said with a light smile.

"Hmph…" The Old Man in White Robes certainly wouldn't actually go back to sleep. If he left now, wouldn't he lose the third match?

"I forgot to bring an alchemy furnace. Surely there should be an alchemy furnace prepared here, right?" Qin Ming touched his space ring and realized an awkward fact: he didn't have an alchemy furnace.

After all, when he usually performed Alchemy, he just did it in the Void Realm and didn't need an alchemy furnace at all.

As for the competition, he hadn't taken it seriously at all, so he hadn't prepared. Only now did he remember that he didn't have an alchemy furnace.

"Yes." The referee gave Qin Ming a strange look, waved his hand, and said loudly, "Bring him an alchemy furnace."

Two burly men nearby carried a stone alchemy furnace onto the fighting stage and placed it in front of Qin Ming.

"Yang Quan, what do you think is up with this guy? He doesn't even have an alchemy furnace, yet he came to compete in Alchemy. It's truly laughable," the Third Young Master of the You Family said with a disdainful smile.

Yang Quan frowned, deep in thought. Hearing the question, he replied, "I feel like I've seen this person somewhere before; he looks very familiar."

"You've seen him?" The Third Young Master of the You Family was slightly stunned and asked, "Then who is he, and where have you seen him?"

"I don't remember. I just feel that this person is very familiar and is very important to me, but I just can't recall where I've seen him."

"Furthermore, I am certain that I have no impression of this person's face." Yang Quan frowned, carefully trying to recall.

To be so young and have such high martial arts cultivation, if he had seen him, he would definitely have a deep memory of it. Yet now, his memory was blurry, and he couldn't recall anything at all.

On the fighting stage, Qin Ming clapped his hands and smiled, "You refined a spirit gathering pill, so I'll refine a spirit gathering pill as well."

After speaking, Qin Ming didn't even warm the furnace. With a wave of his hand, he directly placed the spirit plant into the alchemy furnace.

He placed his hand gently on the alchemy furnace, and instantly, a huge flame rose inside. The flame was blood-red, fluctuating in size, and very unstable.

"Grandstanding! If he can refine a spirit gathering pill like this, I'll eat the alchemy furnace." The Old Man in White Robes felt even more strongly that this was a farce. Thinking that he, a dignified Pill Saint, was playing along in such a farce, it was truly a waste of time.

"Sigh… in the last match, that old man from the Huayu Sect was at least worth watching during his Alchemy, but this match…" An Alchemist off-stage couldn't help but shake his head upon seeing Qin Ming's actions.

"Isn't that so? If one could refine a spirit gathering pill like this, then I would be a Pill God. Even I, who cooks, can tell that this way of performing Alchemy definitely won't work; it's truly a waste of good resources." A Martial Artist dressed like a cook said disdainfully.

"Forget it, forget it. Just treat it as watching a joke!" Someone shook their head.

Seeing Qin Ming's method of Alchemy, everyone just shook their heads. They had never seen such a way of performing Alchemy before, and it felt like he wasn't performing Alchemy, but just fooling around.