Chapter 798: Triple Crown! Pinghu Small Blue Porcelain!

"Middle-grade..."

Dong Ling stared at the slightly weak young man in front of her, then took the pill and sniffed it gently.

She was very familiar with the Throne Pill.

Because in the entire Dongtianwang City, the only person who could normally supply the Throne Pill was President Dong Ling of the Alchemy Association Headquarters.

To refine this pill, not only does the alchemy skill need to be superb, but the cultivation level also has great requirements.

The pill in her hand still had a unique hot feeling just out of the oven. Dong Ling dared to conclude that this was indeed not a method by Xu Shao to fill it with other pills in his own inventory.

But, how could a normal young man produce a Throne Pill?

"You, are you a Throne cultivation level?" Dong Ling hesitated and asked this question that she still felt absurd.

"It's not important." Xu Xiaoshou smiled, feeling the gradually balanced power in his body, his face became ruddy again, "The important thing is, can a middle-grade pill be counted?"

The refining of the Throne Pill is indeed mentally exhausting.

When the pill was made, it almost drained all his strength.

Xu Xiaoshou was sure that if any master of the Celestial Realm were to refine this pill, he would definitely lose all his energy in an instant due to insufficient internal strength, and then faint.

There must be protective measures!

Otherwise, it would be extremely risky for a master at the peak to refine this pill!

But he was different.

Although he was in the Celestial Realm, his passive skills for endurance were all at the Throne level.

The "full vitality" alone meant that he could not be drained to the point of losing consciousness because of refining a furnace of pills.

The biggest consumption of the Throne Pill was not even physical, but mental.

At the moment of pill formation, if there was no corresponding Dao Realm perception, Xu Xiaoshou was sure that any alchemist would be drained into dementia by the spiritual draining power.

The risk of a fourth-grade pill being formed was no less than a battle!

Fortunately, he was already a master of the Twin Kings, and had the basic Dao Realm perception, so he would not be tortured to faint by a pill.

But after this refining, Xu Xiaoshou finally understood why this pill was ranked as the fourth grade.

Because even though the difficulty of refining was not much different between the Throne Pill and the Small Restoration Pill, there was a huge difference between the two in terms of other requirements.

So much so that after this pill was made, Xu Xiaoshou was not even sure whether this pill could really be judged as the fourth grade.

He could only vaguely see that the quality of the Throne Pill he had refined reached the middle grade.

Very reluctantly.

But it succeeded once.

If this is really the Throne Pill, not the Poison Pill, it means that he has done it...

The ancestor of the three kings!

Dong Ling was silent for a long time, and under the expectant eyes of Xu Shao in front of him, he slowly nodded: "It is the Throne Pill, the middle grade, not the poison pill, it can be taken."

The big stone hanging in Xu Xiaoshou's heart finally fell.

It's done!

Dong Ling didn't ask any more questions, and returned to the referee's seat with the pill bottle in her hand.

She knew that asking Xu Shao all kinds of questions would definitely not reveal anything in the end.

But what kind of person would think that the middle-grade throne pill cannot be taken...

Even if the finished pill is of low quality, there are still countless people rushing to get it, okay?

Even if the low-grade pill is still poisonous, the throne masters are no longer afraid of that little bit of pill poison.

A hope of achieving the throne, and the cost of swallowing a little pill poison, anyone would choose to take it on the spot, right?

What's more, this pill is not of low quality, but of middle quality, which is the level of his normal pill...

This guy is used to taking top-grade pills, and he can't turn it around all of a sudden. Can he take the middle-grade pill?

"Wealthy..."

Dong Ling could only give this answer to Xu Shao's question.

She returned to the referee's seat in a slightly dull manner, put the pill bottle on the seat, and many old presidents scrambled to grab it.

"Miracle!"

"Oh my god, the pill is really made. How did he do it? He is still so young..."

"I dare not refine the throne pill easily. Why does he look so peaceful after refining it? Doesn't he need to rest?"

"Have you forgotten that one of the requirements for refining the throne pill is to have the perception of the Dao realm? Then Young Master Xu..."

"Throne? Is he a throne cultivator?"

A golden pill was passed back and forth between the old presidents' hands covered with spiritual energy. Everyone was afraid that their sweat would contaminate this precious pill.

After a while, everyone also thought of the problem of cultivation limit.

"He is a sword sect, right? I remember that he showed the cultivation of the sword sect during the Tianluo battle?"

"Well, yes, but how can a sword sect achieve the perception of the Dao realm? The master is just touching the Dao, and the throne is the enlightenment, unless..."

"Unless his sword cultivation has reached the peak of the master, and he is only one step away from the sword throne!" Someone made a bold guess.

"Ridiculous! How old is that young man? Why don't you say he is already the king of swordsmanship?" Someone immediately refuted.

All the elders were silent.

Master Liangjiu said faintly: "Don't forget, everyone, he is not an ordinary alchemist, he is the heir of the semi-saint power, it seems that spiritual cultivation is his main practice, and alchemy is just a supplement."

Everyone felt a toothache at this moment.

Such a strong alchemy ability is just a subsidiary profession of Master Xu.

Some people spend their entire lives and can't achieve such a realm in alchemy!

"So, he actually came here to take the exam for a fourth-grade alchemist badge, and then won the championship. After all, if it is a normal alchemy exam, it will take at least ten years to get from the tenth grade to the fourth grade."

This was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and all the old presidents were stunned on the spot.

Lu Chenghui took the throne pill and stared at the golden essence of the pill.

He knew that it would take him ten days of cultivation to refine it.

And the guy in the arena was like a piece of cake.

"President!" Lu Chenghui turned his head and looked at Dong Ling with a smile: "I want to..."

"No, you don't want to!" Dong Ling interrupted him and took back the throne pill in his hand.

At this time, everyone wanted to invite Xu Shao to their family as an honorary vice president.

No need to hold a position, just a title.

But how could Dong Ling let these old foxes get their wish?

"The Alchemy Conference only talks about the Alchemy Conference. When this matter is over, you can talk to him about your own little thoughts."

"On the scene, we only do work related to the Alchemy Conference."

Dong Ling's eyes were intimidating, and she swept around and stunned all the presidents.

Then she lowered her head and ordered the staff beside her: "Go, change the five-grade alchemy badges prepared before to the fourth grade, bring them to the scene immediately, and confer titles later."

"President Dong Ling! You..."

The old presidents on one side were dumbfounded.

Didn't it agree that the Alchemy Conference only does the work of the Alchemy Conference?

What, you suddenly led to the step of conferring titles!

"This fourth-grade badge, my Tianyuan City can be awarded to Young Master Xu."

"My Tianyan City can also be awarded."

"Tiansang City also has this strength!"

"Oh my god..."

"Shut up!" Dong Ling turned his head and scolded again, saying unhappily: "Isn't it just a fourth-grade badge? What are you fighting for? I didn't send the person to the Alchemist Headquarters. I just issued a badge. What's there to fight for?"

Lu Chenghui was angry: "Don't fight, if you don't fight, I will fight. This badge will be awarded by Tianyuan City!"

"I'll do it!"

"I'll do it!"

"..."

The master was untainted by the mud, took a step back, withdrew from the battlefield, and shook his head silently at the scene.

There are too few young fourth-grade alchemy thrones in the alchemy world.

So these old guys are crazy.

Even if the only item on the badge issued is the place of origin, which is related to the association they manage, these people will fight to the death for this little fame.

Really, don't you know how to be tolerant and generous... Shiti took a deep breath, and suddenly rushed into the battlefield with a red face.

"Shut up, everyone. This badge can also be awarded by Tiansang City. If you don't accept it, let's fight!"

"Come on! Let's fight!"

"Old corpse, today it's either you or me who will die. Look! The fire is burning!"

"Hiss, old man! This is the white eyebrow that I raised again with rare elixirs. It has only lived for a few months! I will kill you ah ah ah——"

"..."

The referee's seat went crazy again.

The audience outside the referee's seat looked at the lively scene and felt funny.

But these are the old alchemists.

Those who often visit the Alchemist Association are no longer surprised by the arguments of these old guys on academic issues.

"At this moment, they must also be discussing the feasibility of the throne pill refined by Xu Shao?"

"What a lovely group of old predecessors. Our road has become smooth sailing because of their escort."

"Yes, alchemists are indeed noble, unlike us spirit refiners, who often fight for a little fame and fortune. Tsk, tsk, there is no comparison!"

Dong Ling held the array order in her hand and pinched it, and the old presidents who were pulling their hair and stripping their clothes inside were changed to bowing and exchanging academic exchanges.

Then she flew out and waved her hand, and the gold list reappeared.

"One, Xu Deye, 100 points, fifth-grade Xiaofuku Dan, top grade."

"Two, Zhu Yan, 98 points, fifth-grade Tianxing Dan, middle grade."

"Three, Yu Chuchu, 95 points, sixth-grade Grandmaster Dan, top grade."

"..."

Line after line of text appeared.

In the final round of alchemy, everyone's scores were almost the same.

If the quality of the pills is the only criterion, even the seventh-grade Xingli Pill can get a minimum score of 85 points.

"It's out!"

The audience was extremely excited. When they saw that Xu Shao was still at the top of the list and still got full marks, cheers broke out in the crowd.

"Sure enough, Xu Shao got full marks again, triple champion! No one can stop him in the Alchemy Conference!"

"How can I stop him? Tell me how to stop him. He has even made a fourth-grade throne pill. When he hits others, isn't it just a casual slap and they will break?"

"It's really terrifying..."

"Speaking of the two guys in the Central Region who made fifth-grade pills, why didn't they make the top three? Miss Yu can even get third place on the list."

"Not everyone can rush to the fifth grade. Zhu Yan is already good. Those two guys changed pills in the end. One of them only produced a low-grade Grandmaster Pill because of lack of time."

"It's so funny. Are you focusing all your attention on Xu Shao's pill making?"

There was a burst of joy in the outside field.

In the last round, who would watch other people making pills?

As soon as the throne pill came out, everyone else lost their limelight.

"It's a pity that the refining of the Throne Pill exceeded the time limit and was not included in the final score, otherwise... uh, otherwise Xu Shao would have scored full marks, this... how abominable, is this a genius?"

Someone sighed.

Suddenly, I realized that there was no need to sigh at all.

Xu Shao was able to get full marks just for the Small Rejuvenating Pill, and he didn't even have to refine the Throne Pill. This was too hurtful.

It was getting late.

In the sky, President Dong Ling pressed down with her hand, suppressing the restlessness at the scene.

"Everyone, the Alchemy Conference has ended successfully as of now. I believe everyone is looking forward to something..."

She paused, a smile appeared on her face, and flipped out a single bottle.

"That's right, everyone is not mistaken. The champion of this Alchemy Competition, Xu De...Xu Shao, did refine a fourth-grade Throne Pill."

"According to the appraisal of the referee team, the quality of the pill has reached the middle grade, there is no problem!"

With a wow, the scene burst into a wave of cheers again.

This time, the leaders of the major forces on the viewing platform could not sit still.

Fourth-grade alchemist!

They would have to dig him into their own forces no matter how hard they tried, not to mention that he was a young man with unlimited potential.

But think about it.

Xu Shao is the descendant of a semi-saint and has his own Tianshang Diyilou. Why would he join them?

Many people were discouraged and sat back down.

But most people were still excited.

As long as they established diplomatic relations with Tianshang Diyilou, they would have a young guest of the alchemy throne.

Who doesn't know about Tianshang Diyilou, a new force?

No one paid attention to them before because they didn't care.

But it was precisely because they didn't care that no one had contacted this force.

So even if it was not a timely help but icing on the cake, the first force to establish diplomatic relations with Tianshang Diyilou would also benefit greatly.

In the sky, Dong Ling didn't care about these things. She landed slowly.

"Let's congratulate Xu Shao!"

As she spoke, she took out a green lantern from her ring accompanied by thunderous applause from the audience.

The lantern was made of bamboo, with eight green lamp posts, emitting mysterious holy power.

In the lamp post, a green enchanting flower was trapped.

Although this flower is in the shape of a flower, it has no solid state. It blooms in reincarnation, and the petals are undulating. Every time it blooms, it spreads out star-colored green fireworks.

"Pinghu Little Blue Flower!"

The contestants on the field were instantly jealous.

This little sky fire is the dream of all alchemists.

Unfortunately, it only belongs to the only champion in this field.

Dong Ling came straight to Xu Shao and handed the lantern over with a smile.

This time face to face, the unpleasantness caused by the Lingque transaction was all thrown behind her.

"Congratulations, this is your reward. Do you need the association to help you swallow the little sky fire?" Dong Ling smiled.

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the lantern that trapped the little sky fire with some amazement. The power of Pinghu Little Blue Flower was a little beyond his imagination.

Across the lamp post, he could already sense a ray of disaster power that was not weaker than the three-day freezing disaster and the original seed of the cinders.

This is terrible!

This is totally unexpected!

"Is it the 'Pinghu Little Blue Flower'? There's a 'Little' in the name, but it's so strong?"

"What level is the real 'Pinghu Blue Flower'?"

"The sky fire born from the nine ancestral trees... yes, I should have thought of it earlier. That thing must be of the 'Saint' level, and this little sky fire born from the 'Saint' level has a power comparable to the three-day freezing disaster. What's so surprising about it?"