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"Old Ji, don't be anxious."

"It's only half the time."

"This kid might be able to give us some surprises."

The Alchemist Guild's President had bet twenty million gold on the Heavy Tower. Naturally, he hoped that the Heavy Tower would show some strength, so he had some confidence in the Heavy Tower.

"Hmph, President."

"We'll see."

Old Man Ji snorted coldly.

The Alchemist Guild's Guild Master also supported the Heavy Tower, which made Old Man Ji even more agitated.

Time passed slowly.

Chonglou and Zhao Wushang continued their tempering of the Iron Ganoderma.

However, the situation seemed to have taken a turn for the worse.

After six hours of continuous tempering of the Iron Ganoderma, Zhao Wushang's profound energy consumption was extremely fast. His own profound energy was already rather weak, and as time passed, problems appeared.

It had to be said that the Demon God's eyes were very sharp. He was able to see through Zhao Wushang's most fatal weakness with a single glance.

When cultivating the devil art, the profound strength of the Heavy Tower was extremely majestic.

The tower's profound strength, could match up to Zhao Wushang's by ten times.

Zhao Wushang found it difficult to maintain his profound strength, and the heavy tower began to exert its strength.

Four stalks of Iron Ganoderma were refined at the same time.

The tower was becoming more and more proficient as well as more and more nimble.

The fourth hour had ended.

Zhao Wushang had only refined thirty stalks.

As for the Heavy Tower, it had refined 90 stalks.

"How can he be so fast?"

Zhao Wushang was shocked by the heavy tower's speed.

Even if he was in his best condition and tempered at maximum speed, he would at most be able to refine sixty stalks of Iron Lingzhi.

But the Heavy Tower had actually been able to refine ninety stalks of Iron Ganoderma in two hours, and the speed seemed to be increasing.

"Hehe, teacher, my speed is pretty good."

Chonglou asked happily through soul transmission.

"Good talent?"

"You little rascal, you're only using Origin Marks in an opportune manner. If I let you divert your attention to control it, would you be able to accomplish this?"

The demon god said unhappily.

"Isn't this my first time? It should be worth encouraging me to be able to do this, right?"

Chonglou transmitted happily.

"This is the first time you've done something like this. You can only say that it's so-so. If it's according to my requirements, you're still not qualified."

"Kid, this is only refining medicinal materials. Refining medicinal pills is much more complicated than this."

"When the time comes, I'll let you refine over a hundred types of medicinal herbs at the same time, moreover, you can't use Origin Marks. Can you do that?"

"I haven't even asked you to start learning how to condense and nurture pills."

The demonic god continued to pour cold water on the tower, hoping that he would be on guard against arrogance and impatience.

"Simultaneously refining over a hundred medicinal herbs?"

When he heard the Demon God's words, his heart was a bit numb.

"You brat, don't think too much about it. Let's win first."

"There are still four hours left. You and that brat are still far from being able to do it. Don't fail like that."

After the demon god finished speaking, his voice became silent.

After hearing the Demon God's words, Chonglou naturally didn't dare to be careless.

He activated his Xuan Energy at once and continued to temper the Iron Ganoderma.

"Don't get hurt, do your best!"

"Hold on, it's almost six hours."

Seeing that the building was in hot pursuit, Old Ji was anxious.

If Zhao Wushang really lost, Old Ji would not know where to put his face.

"Cousin, you definitely can't lose to Chonglou."

"If we lose, we won't even have twelve million left."

Zhao Wuji also cried out anxiously.

In the last two hours, the entire alchemy lab was filled with grief.

The two rows of people who had bet on the match were all standing on both sides, cheering each other on and mocking each other.

"I, I can't do it anymore."

"I can't take it anymore …"

Zhao Wushang's face turned deathly pale.

Forcefully overdrawing his profound strength to refine the Iron Ganoderma, he truly could not persevere any longer.

The fifth hour was not yet over.

Zhao Wushang fell to the ground.

"No injuries, no injuries!"

Old Man Ji and Zhao Wuji immediately rushed over.

"Wake up, wake up, I'm uninjured."

"I'm going to lose! Wake up, hurry up and continue refining the Iron Ganoderma."

Old Man Ji's mood became paranoid and crazy.

His prized disciple had actually fainted on the medicine concocting platform.

This was a great humiliation to him.

Besides, if he lost this bet, it would be a huge loss of face for Old Man Ji.

"Teacher, I really can't take it anymore."

"My profound strength has been used up."

Zhao Wushang who had just woken up added, before fainting again.

Although the《 Third Level Flame Manipulation》 was very powerful, the consumption of profound energy was also abnormally huge.

Zhao Wushang had overused his Xuan Energy, and his Xuan Energy was already weak to begin with. At the moment, there was simply no possibility of him continuing to refine the Iron Ganoderma.

Old Man Ji and Zhao Wuji both had dead expressions on their faces when they saw that.

"Yeah, I won, I won!"

"Five million gold, I can win ten million!" "Moreover, I can even win against ten Grade Four medicinal pills."

"Chonglou, you're the best!"

The time for the competition wasn't over yet as the heavy tower continued to temper the Iron Ganoderma.

However, at the side, Shangguan Bing'er was already jumping with joy.

This little girl even held onto Qianxue's hand as she jumped up and down.

Qian Xue just stood there quietly, watching the building that was focused on refining the Iron Ganoderma.

Qianxue bet as high as thirteen million gold.

In other words, she would benefit from twenty-six million yuan.

But for Qianxue, she did not care about the benefits.

She was the happiest person in the world that Chonglou could win.

In addition, the building that he had refined seriously had extraordinary charisma.

No one would've thought that five hours ago, this fellow was still an idiot who couldn't even light a fire.