"Mid-grade..."

Dong Ling stared blankly at the weak-looking young man in front of him, then took the elixir and took a gentle sniff.

She is very familiar with Throne Pill.

Because in the entire Dongtian King City, the only one who can supply Throne Pills normally is President Dong Ling of the Alchemy Association Headquarters.

To refine this elixir, not only the elixir refining skills need to be superb, but also the cultivation level is also very demanding.

The elixir in his hand still had a unique hot feeling that just came out of the oven. Dong Ling dared to conclude that this was indeed not a way for Mr. Xu to stuff it with other elixirs in his own inventory.

However, how could a young man produce the Throne Pill?

"Are you a Throne practitioner?" Dong Ling hesitated and asked this question that even she thought was ridiculous.

"It's not important." Xu Xiaoshou smiled, feeling the power of the body's gradual restoration of balance, and his face turned rosy again, "What's important is that middle-grade elixirs can also be counted, right?"

The refining of the Throne Pill really takes a lot of effort.

When the elixir was formed, it almost drained all the strength from his body.

Xu Xiaoshou was certain that if any master of the Celestial Realm were to refine this elixir, he would definitely lose everything in an instant due to lack of strength in his body, and then faint.

There must be protective measures!

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

But he is different.

Although he is in the Celestial Realm, he has a set of endurance passive skills, all of which are at Throne level.

Just being "full of vitality" means that he cannot be drained to the point of losing consciousness just by refining a pot of elixirs.

The biggest drain on the Throne Pill is not even physical, but mental.

The moment the alchemy was completed, without the corresponding Dao realm understanding, Xu Xiaoshou was sure that any alchemist would be driven into dementia by the power that drained the spirit.

The risk of obtaining a fourth-grade elixir is no less than a war!

Fortunately, he had been a sect of the Two Kings earlier and had basic understanding of the Tao realm, so he would not be tortured to the point of fainting by a pill.

But after refining this time, Xu Xiaoshou finally understood why this elixir was ranked fourth grade.

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

As a result, Xu Xiaoshou was not even sure whether this elixir could really be rated as a fourth-grade elixir.

He could only vaguely tell that the quality of the Throne Pill he had refined reached mid-grade quality.

Very reluctantly.

But it worked once.

If this is really the Throne Pill and not the Poison Pill, it means that I did it...

The clan of the three kings!

Dong Ling was silent for a long time. Under the expectant gaze of Mr. Xu in front of him, Dong Ling nodded slowly: "It's the Throne Pill. It's of medium quality. It's not a poison pill. You can take it."

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

Done!

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

She knew that if she asked all kinds of questions about Young Master Xu, she would definitely not be able to find out anything in the end.

But, what kind of person would think that the middle-grade Throne Pill cannot be taken...

Even if this thing is a low-grade elixir, countless people will still flock to it, okay?

Even if low-grade elixirs are still toxic, the powerful ones on the throne are no longer afraid of that little bit of erysipelas.

Putting the hope of achieving the throne together with the cost of swallowing a little erysipelas, anyone would choose to take it on the spot, right?

What's more, this elixir is not a low-grade one, but a middle-grade elixir, which is the level of my normal elixir...

This guy is used to taking top-grade elixirs, and he can't get over it all of a sudden. Can he take medium-grade elixirs?

"Rich and wealthy..."

To Mr. Xu's question, Dong Ling could only give this answer.

She returned to the referee's table in a somewhat dull manner and placed the elixir bottle on the table. Many old presidents scrambled to grab it.

"miracle!"

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

"I don't dare to refine the throne pill easily. How come he looks 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 Taoist enlightenment? Then Mr. Xu..."

"Throne? Is he a Throne practitioner?"

A golden elixir was passed back and forth in the Lingyuan-covered hands of the old presidents. Everyone was afraid that the sweat on their hands would contaminate this precious elixir.

After a while, everyone also thought about the issue of cultivation limits.

"He is the Sword Sect, right? I remember that during the Tianluo War, he showed the cultivation of the Sword Sect?"

"Well, yes, but Sword Sect, how can you achieve enlightenment in the Tao realm? The master only touches the Tao, and the throne is the enlightenment, unless..."

"Unless his swordsmanship has reached the peak of a master, he is only one step away from the throne of swordsmanship!" Someone boldly speculated.

"Absurd! How talented is that young man? Why don't you say that he is already the king of swordsmanship?" Someone immediately retorted.

All the elders were silent.

Master Liangjiu said faintly: "Don't forget, he is not an ordinary alchemist, he is the successor of the semi-saint force. It seems that spiritual refining is his main practice, and alchemy is just incidental."

Now everyone felt toothache.

Such a strong alchemy ability is actually just a subsidiary occupation of Mr. Xu.

Some spend their entire lives unable to achieve such a state of alchemy!

"So, he actually came here to take the test for the fourth-grade alchemist badge, and then win the championship along the way. After all, in the normal alchemy assessment, it will take at least ten years to pass from the tenth grade to the fourth grade."

These words were like the straw that broke the camel's back, and all the old presidents were stunned on the spot.

Lu Chenghui held the throne pill and looked at the golden elixir emitted by the pill.

He knows that this is something that requires ten days of cultivation time to refine.

And the guy in the arena seemed to come at his fingertips.

"President!" Lu Chenghui's expression perked up, and he turned to look at Dong Ling: "I want to..."

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

At this time, everyone wanted to invite Mr. Xu to their home to be the honorary vice president.

No position is required, just a name is enough.

But how could Dongling let these old foxes get their wish?

"The Alchemy Conference only talks about the Alchemy Conference. You all have your own little thoughts. When the matter here is over, you can talk to him yourself."

"On site, we only do work related to the alchemy conference."

Dong Ling's eyes were intimidating. He glanced around and calmed down all the presidents.

Then she lowered her head and gave instructions to the staff beside her: "Go, change the fifth-grade alchemy badge prepared earlier into a fourth-grade one, and bring it to the scene immediately, and the award will be given later."

"President Dong Ling! You..."

The old presidents on one side were dumbfounded.

Didn’t we agree that the Alchemy Conference would only do the work of the Alchemy Conference?

Why, now you have reached the stage of conferring a title!

"I can award these fourth-grade badges to Mr. Xu from Tianyuan City."

"I, Tianyan City, can do it too."

"Tiansang City also has this strength!"

"Oh My God……"

"Shut up!" Dong Ling turned around and scolded again, saying angrily: "Isn't it just a fourth-grade badge? Why fight? I'm not sending people to the alchemist headquarters, I'm just issuing a badge. This

What’s there to fight about?”

Lu Chenghui was so angry: "Well, if you don't fight, I will fight. I, Tianyuan City, will award this badge!"

"I come!"

"I come!"

"..."

The teacher lifted the silt uncontaminated, took a step back, and withdrew from the fighting battlefield, silently shaking his head at this scene.
To be continued...