At this time, there was only one stick of incense left before the end of the competition time. Many contestants had successfully refined the pills and began to look at the others around them with a proud look on their faces.

The contestants around Murong Ningyue also completed the refining at this time. He stared at Murong Ningyue and shook his head and sighed: "It's so pitiful that it's so tired to refine a king-grade divine pill!"

If Murong Ningyue saw this person who mocked her, he would definitely feel very familiar with him. He was Liu Qin, the young master of the cloth medicine sect that Murong Ningyue met the night before yesterday.

I didn't expect that although this guy looked useless, he was actually a king-grade alchemist. And looking at his complacent appearance, he seemed to be very confident in his achievements.

Murong Ningyue could not hear this guy's ridicule at this time, and Murong Ningyue's mind was already concentrated in this furnace of pills.

Now that the entire alchemy process has been going on for most of the time, the final alchemy collection seems to be important. Murong Ningyue doesn't want to fail at the last moment.

While taking a deep breath, Murong Ningyue began to slowly approach the elixirs that had been formed to the mouth of the elixir. At this time, the elixirs were rotating at high speed, like dazzling stars.

Seeing that the pills had gathered at the mouth of the pill furnace, Murong Ningyue took a deep breath again and tried hard to the pill refining furnace. The lid of the pills suddenly flew into the air, and at the same time, the pills also flew out of the mouth.

Murong Ningyue gathered his true energy and condensed it into a palm and grabbed it in the air with a big hand. He immediately put the pills into the bottle. Liu Qin next to him looked disdainful when he saw this scene.

"Isn't it just a king-grade magic pill? It's ridiculous that he has created so many flashy things!"

Seeing that the Dust Spirit Pill was finally successfully refined, Murong Ningyue was in great joy. At this time, Liu Qin's voice also came into Murong Ningyue's ears.

Murong Ningyue turned her head and saw it and smiled, "I thought it was a dog barking. It turned out to be the one from that night! I am really unlucky and always have a special fate with these mad dogs!"

Liu Qin suddenly said angrily: "You are bold! You dare to be so rude to me. When the competition is over, I will definitely want you to look good!"

At this time, Liu Qin was in the game. Although he hated Murong Ningyue very much, he did not dare to act casually. Otherwise, with his usual arrogant temperament, he would have fought Murong Ningyue long ago.

However, Murong Ningyue didn't care at all. He knew that this guy couldn't do it now. Of course, Murong Ningyue would not miss this opportunity. He must scold him well.

Next, Murong Ningyue showed Liu Qin what it means to curse without swearing. Murong Ningyue smiled throughout the whole process, but no matter how well-educated the words said, they would be so angry that they vomited blood when they heard them.

To outsiders, Murong Ningyue and the young master of the Buyi School seemed to be having a cordial conversation, but their expressions were very different. Murong Ningyue always smiled, but the young master of the Buyi School looked like a red ball.

But Murong Ningyue was surprised that although Liu Qin was arrogant, his patience was beyond Murong Ningyue's imagination. After being sarcastic and scolded Murong Ningyue so much, he did not lose control.
Chapter completed!