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Two people, two furnaces faced each other. The wind blew amidst them, and the two system users looked at each other with bated breaths.

No one knew what the other was going to prepare, and no one knew what would come next. But, they had to prepare for the worst to come.

The last time when Liu Feng had a story quest, the penalty upon failure was death. And before that, when he actually failed a story quest, he lost a level, which could have been put to a better task.

"Let the match, begin!" the middle aged man declared, and the two furnaces opened immediately. Spirit fires burned fiercely and the furnaces were heated up.

Liu Feng had no reason to look at the way that Han Dingsun performed his alchemy. In fact, he did not even want to. He cut off all his senses and just focused on what he was doing, because he did not want to lose even an ounce of concentration.

Right now, he was about to make a pill that would help him later in the future as well, and it would also give him the win if he was able to complete it.

He took the subsidiary herbs and ingredients and tossed them into the furnace. With his rudimentary control over divine sense, he was able to separate them all with relative ease. It appeared that ever since that incident with the old man in the Xiantian Realm who had attacked his spirit sea, his divine sense had gotten much stronger than before.

Now, he was able to control small objects, and here was a clear use of that feature. The herbs vaporized and formed their medicinal essences almost immediately.

But the refinement process did not even count as getting started yet. He was still in the very beginning. There were a hundred ingredients in this one refinement, and to make sure that all of them were separated in their essence form was almost impossible.

No alchemist had enough Qi to separate them all unless they were in the Xiantian stage or above. Although divine sense could work, and it was indeed more efficient, no one had a divine sense strong enough to control a hundred different ingredients.

No one beneath the Xiantian realm, at least. Except for Liu Feng.

One by one, the medicinal essences were taking up a lot of space, but they were neatly separated by Liu Feng\'s divine sense, which carefully made every division just right.

With each passing minute, the number of herbs he was controlling at once was increasing, and the number of herbs he had left was decreasing.

But at the ending, Liu Feng knew that the final struggle of the first leg would come. It was time to add the main ingredients.

In the case of the pill that Liu Feng was making, the main ingredient was a monster core of a Xiantian realm monster: the silver backed tyrant tiger. A rare beast that was almost never found, and almost always a menace when cultivators faced it.

But now, the core of that Silver Backed Tyrant Tiger was sitting in Liu Feng\'s palm. He threw it into the furnace, and the furnace roared.

The remainder of the tiger\'s will tried to strike at Liu Feng. Prepared for this, Liu Feng immediately snapped his hands and the Yuan Principle started suppressing the remnant will.

This was very consuming, and beads of sweat were already forming on Liu Feng\'s face. That was even before the main refinement even started.

But just when it seemed like Liu Feng was about to just fail the refinement here and now, the spiritual root deep within the spirit sea started stirring.

Liu Feng felt a rejuvenating flow of energy throughout his entire body, and the monster core of the silver backed tyrant tiger was slowly removed of its impurities.

The gray colored monster core had turned into a lustrous silver, and it shone inside the furnace. Pity that there was no audience to witness this spectacle.

And with this monster core completely purified, Liu Feng started preparing himself for the refinement process. The essences all around the furnace started gravitating towards the monster core, and merging with it, forming one whole.

Meanwhile, on Han Dingsun\'s end, he was leisurely going about his pill refinement process. Without a doubt, he was refining a pill that was meant for a Xiantian Stage expert. Just by refining this pill alone, he would be considered a seven star pill elder, on the cusp of becoming a pill king.

But that was not the point. He needed to win. Just thinking back to the time that he accidentally lost a battle before because he was overconfident, he shuddered.

That time, when he failed that story quest, the backlash that he faced was frightening. Now, he could no longer afford to do that.

His first stage was already complete, and he was entering the second stage of the pill refinement, just like Liu Feng. At this moment, he did something that got him his reputation as the genius that was capable of going to the Ancient Realms.

"System, activate pill refinement process." he whispered.

Immediatley, the essences within his furnace started dancing, and they escaped the furnace to fly up. They made a cylindrical column around the furnace, with the chief ingredient hovering right above the furnace.

Then, all the essences started fluttering towards the chief ingredient and merged with it. Slowly the color of the pill was changing, but one thing was certain, the pill was being made.

"What is this sorcery? Is this even alchemy anymore?" one alchemist looked at this with shock.

After all, this was just not humanely possible! Even the one who was doing this was the system, not Han Dingsun.

Liu Feng heard all these shouts, but his eyes did not waver. He was not going to get distracted.

Rumble!

Or so he thought.

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