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"Consecutive refining two stalks of Iron Ganoderma?"

"Hmph, wishy-washy, overestimating yourself."

Zhao Wushang's teacher, Old Ji, snorted disdainfully.

Under the control of the Triple Layered Fire Mantra, Zhao Wushang was quickly refining the Iron Lingzhi.

Three at a time.

Chonglou knew that he wouldn't be able to compete with Zhao Wushang if this went on.

Therefore, Chonglou could only give it a shot.

The two stalks of Iron Ganoderma were thrown into the Cauldron.

However, all of a sudden, a dull sound, along with a burnt smell, came from the cauldron.

"No, I can't continuously refine two stalks. Without the three levels of control from the three levels of the Fire Mantra, it's impossible."

Seeing that the tempering for the tower had failed, Shangguan Bing'er shook her head.

Although Qianxue was a little moved, she did not speak up like Shangguan Bing'er, instead just watching the tower quietly.

"Humph, I've already said it before, this brat is overestimating himself."

"If his alchemy level was able to refine two stalks of Iron Lingzhi at the same time, I would directly eat them alive."

Old Man Ji yelled in disdain.

However, under the flabbergasted gazes of everyone.

After Chonglou cleaned up the medicinal material waste, he once again grabbed the Iron Ganoderma.

This time, the tower wasn't grabbing two.

It was four stalks.

In the words of the demon god, it would be difficult for you to focus on multitasking.

Since that was the case, he could only give it a try and use the Origin Pattern Array to separate the flames in the Cauldron.

"This kid's brain must be spinning, right?"

"He actually wants to refine four stalks of Iron Lingzhi instead of two?"

The corners of Old Man Ji's mouth twitched.

The surrounding alchemists were also puzzled.

Logically speaking, even if Chonglou was able to slowly complete the refinement of two stalks of Iron Ganoderma at the same time, he would still have to spend quite a bit of time.

But this move had suddenly come from Chonglou.

Wanting to learn how to fly before he could even walk? Wasn't this a brain beating?

"Eh? This boy is drawing an Origin Pattern Array?

Seeing that the Heavy Tower had a circle of Origin Pattern Array, the few alchemists that were lusting after the Origin Pattern Array were all surprised.

"What did that guy do?"

Seeing all the alchemists staring at him with wide eyes, Zhao Wuji was confused and immediately asked.

"This kid has some kind of Origin Energy Pattern Array that controls the fire in the Cauldron."

"Right now, he can completely control the four flames."

"Seconds, how wonderful."

"This kid actually has such a trick up his sleeve. What a brilliant idea, interesting!"

The Alchemist Guild Master muttered this explanation.

Chonglou's move had once again caused shock.

However, Old Man Ji's expression immediately turned unsightly.

Although his ability to teach Zhao Wushang was quite strong, it was still quite impressive.

But this Chonglou fellow seemed to have found another way.

Although this method was rather tricky, the effects were shocking.

This time, the building didn't burn down because of the fire.

The four stalks of Iron Ganoderma were refined to an extremely good degree.

"This kid is really inconceivable."

Seeing that the Heavy Tower had simultaneously completed the refinement of four stalks of Iron Ganoderma, Master He sighed.

The alchemists at the side also praised him.

"So what if I can refine four stalks of Iron Lingzhi this way?"

"With such a slow speed, in the end, it's still going to be lost to my disciple."

Old Man Ji poured a bucket of cold water on everyone, but the sound of eating Iron Lingzhi made Old Man Ji's face flush red.

It was just as Old Man Ji had said, the pavilion had suddenly completed refining four stalks of Iron Ganoderma at the same time.

But the tempering speed was clearly much slower.

At the end of the third hour, Zhao Wushang completed another fifty-eight pieces of Iron Ganoderma.

Adding up the six hours, Zhao Wushang had finished a total of one hundred and thirty-five stalks.

Because the profound energy in his body had been consumed too quickly, Zhao Wushang's speed clearly slowed down by a lot during the third hour.

One had to know that when he had just used the third level of the Fire Mantra, he had already refined more than fifty fire crystals in an hour.

But right now, he had only tempered around 50 stalks in two hours.

Even though Zhao Wushang's speed had slowed down, the refined Iron Lingzhi was still far from the tower.

It was just as Old Man Ji had said, it was impossible for Chonglou to win against Zhao Wushang.