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"Haha, little girl Han Ming, what are you planning to do with this piece of trash?" Hahahaha, I'm dying from laughter! I'm dying of laughter! If you withdraw from the competition first, then it would be your father's victory! You're not allowed to deny it! " Seeing Han Ming take out the Cauldron, Tang Bozhong laughed loudly and said.

From the looks of it, he was obviously overjoyed. After all, other than a few grandmaster level characters who were extremely skilled in alchemy and could succeed in refining a tier 3 medicinal cauldron, there was no precedent for them to refine a tier 4 medicinal pill. Therefore, this time, Han Ming's humiliation was unprecedented.

However, when he saw the ridicule from the crowd, Han Ming did not mind at all. He placed the medicinal cauldron properly and continued to form hand seals with his hands. After which, he let out a low cry and slammed his palm towards the medicinal cauldron.

"Give it to me!"

Seeing Han Ming's actions, everyone's laughter became even louder. They all thought that Han Ming's actions were akin to that idiot's prayer. Only the Great Elder, who was sitting far away in the judging area, noticed Han Ming's strange technique and looked over with interest. However, he only felt that the hand seal seemed to be a summoning technique. However, he did not know what exactly it was. What Han Ming was doing at this moment was precisely summoning the Void Medicine Cauldron and placing it within the ordinary Cauldron in front of him. It was nothing more than a deceptive trick.

Han Ming successfully summoned the Void Medicine Cauldron. With a thought, he once again threw all three of the medicinal ingredients into the medicinal cauldron. It appeared that he wanted to try purifying them in one go. Of course, he only put in one of the three portions.

Seeing his actions, Tang Bozhong, who was in the distance, couldn't help but laugh. That deep feeling of disdain was directly expressed through words: "Haha! Kid, a grade four medicinal pill isn't something that a grade three alchemist like you can refine. To think that ignorant scoundrel would dream of purifying all of the medicinal herbs in one go. Haha, just wait for the cauldron to explode! "

Han Ming didn't pay any attention to Tang Bozhong's provocation or contempt. He only felt that this guy was too pitiful, so pitiful that he was ignorant. He actually didn't know that he had to leave a way out for everything! Even if he really couldn't refine the pill this time, it didn't mean that he wouldn't be able to refine it for the rest of his life. The current him was only seventeen years old. Moreover, he was studying alchemy for only one or two years. As long as he diligently studied them, he would have a very, very large chance of growth. And he, Tang Bozhong, was already in his forties. Although he was a level four alchemist, he didn't seem to have used his pig head to think about what it meant to be a seventeen year old level three alchemist and a seventeen year old Heavenly Soul practitioner.

Looking at Tang Bozhong's proud face, the cold cry carried a bit of playfulness, and a bit of sympathy. He lightly smiled, and then immediately put his focus into the refining process. The first step was to test the fire resistance of the four ingredients. This point was especially crucial. If the temperature of the fire was too high, then the herbs would be wasted. But if the temperature was too low, then it would simply be impossible to reach the tempering temperature.

Therefore, the moment the medicinal ingredients were thrown into the medicinal cauldron, the cold cry immediately poured all of his exceptionally powerful mental strength into them. With the wood affinity as the guide, he split the medicinal ingredients into four parts and quickly wrapped them up. At the same time, the Earth Core Fire in his body was also guided by his soul power. It decisively split into four parts and wrapped around the four medicinal ingredients.

Just as his Mental Energy made contact with the medicinal ingredients, Han Ming felt the strangeness of these four medicinal ingredients. The inside of the flood dragon's blood was emitting hot steam continuously. Even though it had already solidified into a crystal and left the flood dragon's body for a long time, it was still as hot as ever. Using the Core Fire to feel the temperature of the flood dragon's blood, Han Ming decisively used the strength of four parts of the flame to slowly wrap it up. Then, he began to use Wen Huo to refine it.

As for the deep sea ice crystal, it emitted an extremely cold aura. It was as if it was born to suppress the dryness and heat within the dragon's blood. With only half of his flame's strength, Han Ming carefully touched, tried, and searched for the fire resistance temperature of the ice crystal in the deep sea.

The Fire Spirit Fruit, as a medicinal ingredient that was extremely similar to the Flame Fruit, was of no difficulty to Han Ming. After all, he had successfully refined the Fire Spirit Fruit that was born from the 'Heavenly Flame'. No matter how low the fire resistance of the Fire Spirit Fruit was, it was still of the fire attribute. Therefore, Han Ming immediately found the fire resistance temperature of the Fire Spirit Fruit and began to refine it.

As for the fourth ingredient, the Netherworld Udumbara Flower, it gave him a headache. This kind of medicine was way too insidious. The flame in his body was the strongest strange fire in the world, if not, he would have been devoured by the Netherworld Grass to the point of becoming a poisonous fire. However, the oddness of the Unholy Grass was not only limited to that. As they endlessly touched, the cold cry started to sigh at the creator of the recipe. It was because the medicinal effects of these four medicinal ingredients were being restrained, but because of the exquisite mix, these medicinal ingredients were able to restrain each other, achieving an extremely good effect. According to the dosage, the pill would not only not cause any harm to the human body, but to a certain extent, it would also increase the user's resistance to the power of the four medicinal herbs.

In other words, it could directly produce resistance to high temperatures, to yin poison, and to the icy ground. Han Ming had no idea why such a pill could only be classified as a grade-4. According to this miraculous formula and medicinal properties, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it could be classified as a grade-5.

While he was focusing on testing the fire resistance temperature of the four herbs, Han Ming was also focusing on observing the movements of the other competitors.

A Grade Five Alchemist, as expected of a Grade Five Alchemist. While refining these level four pills, each one of them was extremely skilled. There wasn't even a drop of sweat on their foreheads. That calmness was something other alchemists could compare with. For example, Tang Bozhong and Zhang Jihu, who were rank 4 alchemists, were both able to refine pills within their abilities, but even so, beads of sweat continuously dripped from their foreheads. There was even a trace of nervousness.

On the other hand, the other tier 3 alchemists and below, although all had the mentality to give it a try, they immediately failed the moment they threw the medicinal ingredients into the medicinal cauldron after obtaining the medicinal formula. Either the flame formed by his soul power had instantly destroyed all of the medicinal plants, or, no matter how strong the fire was, no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't shake the medicinal plants in the slightest.

Therefore, within an hour of the start of the competition, more than half of the alchemists had left the competition. There were only a little over a hundred people left on the stage.

Looking at the hundred people, Han Ming's expression was calm. He turned his head around and continued staring at his Cauldron with rapt attention. At this moment, his spiritual force and fire energy had clearly found the fire resistance temperature of the Flood Dragon's blood. The flood dragon blood was being slowly melted, smelted, and purified. Minute by minute, he was removing the impurities within it.

It was the same with the Fire Spirit Fruit. Under the precise burning of the powerful Core Fire, the Fire Spirit Fruit had already melted into liquid and was in the process of purifying the impurities. This immediately made Han Ming feel a lot more relaxed and happy. After all, he could still be considered to be a genuine Grade Five Alchemist.

However, for the next two ingredients, Han Ming wouldn't be able to relax no matter what. Putting aside the fact that the fire resistance temperatures of these two herbs were extremely difficult to find … The strangeness alone was enough to give Han Ming a headache.

Under the analysis of Han Ming's spiritual energy, that Deep Sea Ice Crystal could clearly withstand even higher temperatures of flames. But, he never would have thought that just with the strength of half of the flame, this Deep Sea Ice Crystal would already have become scorched. If it continued to burn for a while longer, then this portion of the medicinal herb would be completely ruined! Without any other choice, Han Ming had to lower the temperature of the flame again. However, this time, after the temperature of the flame had been lowered, it was difficult to melt it.

Not only that, even the sinister Unholy Grass also displayed its extreme strangeness. Under the burning of the thirty percent flame, the Netherworld Udumbara Grass did not move at all. There were no signs of it melting into liquid. Therefore, Han Ming added a little bit more, and the intensity of the flame, which was not even 1%, was once again calcined. However, this time, just one percent of the flame's strength was enough to turn the Netherworld Udumbara Grass into ashes in an instant. A wave of black smoke emerged from the cauldron.

The purification this time, had actually failed! Looking at the destroyed Nether Grass, Han Ming was not moved by it. He picked up the other one and prepared to throw it into the medicine cauldron. Just at this moment, a strange scene appeared once again. Under the careful adjusting of the temperature by Han Ming, that Deep Sea Ice Crystal had actually directly turned into a scorched state. It was like a stone that had been burnt by a great fire.

"Bam!"

With another sound, the ice crystal from the deep sea was directly turned to scrap within the medicinal cauldron.

Looking at the two herbs that had been scrapped, Han Ming felt disappointed. He had not expected that he would not be able to handle these two herbs. However, what made him even more anxious was that at this moment, the medicinal cauldrons of those few tier 5 alchemists had already started emitting a faint fragrance. This fragrance was the unique scent of the medicinal herbs, the pill fragrance that they were about to release when they were about to merge together!

And in this semifinals, there were only 20 people that succeeded in entering the finals!

A sense of urgency suddenly assaulted his heart!