Dragon Emperor

Medicinal herbs rained down from the sky. The judges beckoned upward, and a pill flew into each of their hands.

Long Xiaoyao held a pill in his hand and examined it with soul power for a moment. His pupils quickly contracted as he cried out in shock, "It actually has a ten-out-of-ten Fusion Degree!"

At that moment, the excited voices of the other judges rang out as well.

"Mine has a ten-out-of-ten Fusion Degree too."

"Mine too!"

"Could it be that all one hundred thousand Spirit-Gathering Pills have a ten-out-of-ten Fusion Degree?"

"Hiss..."

A chorus of sharp intakes of breath echoed across the platform.

Feng Tiancheng stared darkly at the pill in his hand, remaining silent for a long while.

Every alchemist's spirit pills had differing Fusion Degrees. The higher the Fusion Degree, the harder the pill was to refine, so a spirit pill's Fusion Degree was also one standard for measuring difficulty and affected the final score.

Feng Shuang, Long Yuyao, and Wang Wu had all refined Icefire Twin Extremes Pills. If all three successfully formed pills, then Fusion Degree would be what decided their contest.

This brat had refined one hundred thousand Spirit-Gathering Pills in a single furnace, and every one of them had a ten-out-of-ten Fusion Degree. He was truly defying the heavens.

"Haha! How difficult is this method of pill refinement used by our clan's genius? Anyone can imagine the difficulty of refining pills this way. I doubt any alchemist could accomplish it. Giving him a hundred points wouldn't count as favoritism, would it?"

Long Xiaoyao turned to Feng Tiancheng. Thinking of the five top-grade Variant Gu that would soon fall into his hands, he could not help bursting into loud laughter.

Feng Tiancheng's face darkened. Only now did he finally remember the wager between them.