An unprecedented stench rushed into Tianling Gai, and Jiang Wan could not help but frown as he accepted it.

So high-minded?

But judging from the smell, the poisonous fairy grass should be refined well.

He hurriedly used his spiritual sense to feel the situation in the alchemy furnace, and Jiang Wan's dark eyes suddenly lit up.

There are a total of fifty-six elixirs, two of which are low-grade, fifty-two of which are high-grade, and two more which are of the highest grade!

It can be said to be the highest record since Jiang Wan refined the poison pill.

His spiritual consciousness stayed on the two low-grade nightmare pills for a moment, and then Jiang Wan moved his eyes in disgust. There were actually two useless pills!

After doing enough psychological preparation, the attendant who was responsible for delivering the elixir walked to Jiang Wan and put away the elixir she had refined. He said with a smile that he felt much better after closing his sense of smell, but his eyes were still a little under control. I couldn't help but want to cry.

He took two quick steps and handed over the hot potato in his hand. The attendant walked out of the shadow with two legs, fearing that the long legs of the tray of elixirs would catch up with him a step later.

Eighth-grade nightmare elixir: Other people's eighth-grade elixirs are being snatched up like crazy. When they come to mine, they just want to throw me thousands of miles away!

The judges from the previous alchemists had already finished judging the elixirs, and soon arrived at Jiang Wan's place.

After removing the barrier and sealing off his sense of smell and vision, Yan Xun released his mysterious power and sucked the tray containing the nightmare pill refined by Jiang Wan.

The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely. I have been practicing elixirs for a lifetime, but this is the first time I have encountered such an occasion. It is really eye-opening.

Fortunately, spiritual consciousness can also check the elixir.

After seeing the quality of the Nightmare Pill, Yan Xun was shocked. The high-quality rate was as high as 96%!

Even a ninth-grade alchemist may not be able to guarantee such a level, but such a situation happened to an eighth-grade alchemist.

I heard from Yan Huai that Jiang Wan was only in his forties...

This kind of talent is top-notch even if you look at the entire Abyss Continent.

Several ninth-level alchemists looked at the nightmare pills refined by Jiang Wan, all with tangled expressions.

In terms of the quality and quantity of the elixir, Jiang Wan definitely ranks first, but the taste is really hard to describe...

Rong Yan looked at the fifty-six elixirs in the tray with an indifferent expression, and made a very "real" judgment, "The color is rich, the shape is full, the quality is high, the taste... is barely acceptable, I give it ten points."

Yan Huai looked at Rong Yan with a perverted look on his face, "You can still smell it?!"

Rong Yan looked fair and stern, "Uncle, as a referee, you must treat every player equally."

In his heart: Even if the elixir refined by his junior sister is shit, he can still look at it without any trouble. There is no need to eat it anyway.

Yan Huai:! ! !

I believed your evil deeds! ! !

A useless love brain! ! !

After enduring the poison from Jiang Wan, it was inexplicably more satisfying to watch Tu Yun and Tu Buyun refine the poisonous elixir.

After about a quarter of an hour, the judges’ results came out.

Jiang Wan, Tu Yu, Tu Buyun, Yan Zhi, a Yan family disciple and a casual cultivator entered the second round at the same time.

There are a total of three alchemists in the Poison Immortal Sect, all of them have been promoted, and no one has been eliminated. They dominate half of the world with a crushing force!

Fox Jiu and Sanjuan cheered enthusiastically in the audience. One monkey and one fox were like a cheerleading team, and they didn't care at all about everyone's gaze.

It was rare for the eliminated alchemists not to feel the slightest bit sad, but instead there was a hint of joy in their hearts: It was so good to finally no longer have to be poisoned by the Poison Immortal Sect!

Then he quickly left the venue.

Looking at the backs of several eighth-grade alchemists escaping in a hurry, Yan Zhi felt vaguely, "It turns out that the smell can really dilute sadness..."

Jiang Wan: "..."

<divclass="contentadv">How about you just tell me your name?

……

Because he still wanted to have a celebratory drink, Jiang Wan told Su Yu and Yan Zhi and then followed Tu Yu and Tu Buyun back to the inn.

So when Rong Yan came over, he missed it again.

Several people looked at Rong Yan's eyes full of resentment and couldn't help but retreat at the same time.

Who knows what irrational behavior a man who is frustrated in a relationship might do, so it is better to stay away from him.

Looking in the direction of the exit of the square, Rong Yan was thoughtful.

……

Tu Yu sent a message to Tu Guo Long on the way, so when she returned to the inn, she was greeted by everyone.

This is a competition for eighth-level alchemists, but the Poison Immortal Sect accounts for half of the promotion places. Moreover, Jiang Wan advanced to the second round as the first place, and the probability of winning the first place is very high.

The banquet in the hall was more sumptuous than any other day. Snow mountain elk, Xuanyue red gold beast, Lishan black bird... As long as they could be found in Lihuo City, they were all served on the table.

It was only in the middle of the night that everyone in the hall became drunk. Jiang Wan put out the four volumes to clean up the mess, and he went back to his room.

When he refined the Nightmare Pill today, Jiang Wan noticed that the purity of his fire spirit root had a faint feeling that it was about to improve, so Jiang Wan was ready to take advantage of the situation and consolidate it to see if it could be improved a little.

Taking out the pill furnace from the space, Jiang Wan was going to refine another eighth-grade poison pill this time, the God-Shattering Pill.

The Broken God Pill, as its name suggests, directly attacks the soul. Even cultivators who have reached the realm of the first glimpse of the immortal path will inevitably be damaged. It is one of the most difficult eighth-grade poison pills to refine.

Jiang Wan had also refined the God-Breaking Pill before, but the rate of high-quality pills was only less than 5%.

Yesterday Tu Guolong taught her some important details of the refining of the Broken God Pill, and coupled with the effects of poisonous fairy grass, Jiang Wan felt that he might be able to give her another surprise tonight.

Before refining the God-Breaking Pill, Jiang Wan first fused his fire-based profound energy with the flame of Burning Lotus Ash.

Because that wisp of flame had long been refined by Jiang Wan, the fusion now only happened in the blink of an eye.

A flame ignited beneath the alchemy furnace, but this time it was a dazzling fiery red color, and a hint of a lotus could be seen.

Jiang Wan also has his own incomplete alien fire!

Jiang Wan raised his hand to set a restriction to prevent the smell from wafting out when he was refining the elixir, and then began to put the first medicinal ingredient into the alchemy furnace.

The main ingredient of the God-Breaking Pill is Millennium Snow Silkworm, which is also the key to refining the God-Breaking Pill. There are only two left in Jiang Wan's space, which means Jiang Wan only has two chances.

While feeling the situation in the alchemy furnace with his spiritual sense, Jiang Wan stared at the crystal clear snow silkworms on the medicine shelf. Although they had been dead for a long time, they still looked lifelike.

Jiang Wan sighed, it was indeed a super treasure with a million silver spirit stones, and it had the function of automatically keeping fresh after death.

The medicinal materials in the alchemy furnace had begun to melt. Jiang Wan glanced at the snow silkworm again before putting it into the alchemy furnace with some reluctance, and said that alchemy was really a costly industry.

……

Two hours later, the medicinal materials in the alchemy furnace have been refined, and the final step is left to condense the elixir.

His spiritual consciousness controlled the concoction in the alchemy furnace to gather in one place. Suddenly, Jiang Wan heard a childish voice, "Master."

Jiang Wan was startled, wondering if he was hallucinating. The next moment, the childish voice came again, "Master, I'm almost ready."

Jiang Wan's dark eyes suddenly lit up. If it wasn't an auditory hallucination, it could only be——

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