Solitaire: Rise of the Waste

Chapter 116 Seventh Grade Pill ([-])

"Then what should we do now? We can't sit still and wait for death, right? There are more and more people gathered in Dragon City Square. If we don't give a proper explanation, I'm afraid we will all be buried here forever!" The young instructor hesitated. After a while, he still expressed his worries.

"Hey, what else can I do? The three emperors have given me an ultimatum. If no candidates return after three months, I'm afraid they won't help us suppress the riots of the masses anymore." Xia Guangnian sighed He took a breath, and his face was very bad.
"Then I'll send someone to notify the news. Firstly, it can appease the hearts of the people, and also buy time to find the reason as soon as possible."

"Well, you should know how to say it, right?" Xia Guangnian nodded and asked worriedly.

"Well, I know, don't worry!" The young instructor nodded and walked out.

Xia Guangnian glanced at the leaving young mentor, closed his eyes gently and buried his whole body in the chair.

It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

Life, I am lucky; death, my fate!
Everything depends on your own good luck!
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The passing time is like light smoke, which is slowly blown into the air by the breeze.

Two months passed quickly, Xia Guangnian stood on the city wall with a sad face, sighed as he watched the marker ball still hanging in mid-air, and Feng Caitian, who was struggling to make alchemy in the Black Cliff Cave, also sighed. Not going anywhere.

At this time, Feng Caitian was at the critical point of alchemy, Xiao Huohuo and Ming Jue held their breath and looked at the alchemy furnace for a moment.

And Feng Caitian, whose forehead was already covered with sweat, was concentrating on controlling the flame in his hand, and his mental power was closely following the medicine ball that was storing the medicine juice bit by bit.

"Sigh, it still failed!" Not long after, the burnt smell of medicinal materials came out from the pill furnace, and Feng Caitian knew that he failed to refine it again.

It's such a pity, the front is still good, but every time I fail by a little bit, it's really depressing.

Feng Caitian opened the lid of the furnace, and looked at the dregs of medicine that were already black in the pill furnace, with an extremely bitter expression on her face.

With a wave of her plain hand, the waste residue in the pill furnace automatically flew to the pile of medicine residue that was about to form a hill, her face was full of pain.

These are all the medicinal materials she stole from Xian'an Palace, and they just became a pile of worthless waste.

But distressed is distressed, but she has a reason to do so.

The red jade pill she wants to refine belongs to the seventh-grade pill, but there are only seven red jade fruits in total. She must be able to refine it on the basis of proficiency. The Hongyu Pill and Hongyu Fruit are all scrapped.

The seventh-grade pill is a watershed in the level of alchemy. Although she can practice the sixth-grade pill with her eyes closed now, the level of refining the seventh-grade pill is many times more difficult than the sixth-grade pill.

Although she has practiced no less than a hundred times, she is still unsuccessful.It's no wonder that the people in Yaotian Continent are crazy about a seventh-grade elixir.

"Sister, take your time, there is no rush for alchemy!" Xiao Huohuo comforted, while rolling up the jade bottle on the ground with his little tail, and poured the elixir into his mouth.

"That's right, girl, there's no rush for alchemy, why don't you take a rest and practice again?" Mingjue couldn't help persuading him as he looked at the large and small jade bottles already filled with elixir placed on the ground.

(End of this chapter)