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The Blood Flame God waited outside of the restrictions. He was not the least bit anxious. To him, if Jiang Ting was really able to refine a Fire Spirit Pill, it would be worth it for him to pay a certain price to befriend him.

If he failed … It didn't matter if he failed. Jiang Ting had previously been able to concoct the Nine Circles of the Underworld Pill in Demon Sealing City, and this was a fact that was worth befriending. However, if he failed, then he wouldn't be willing to pay a great price to do so.

Time slowly passed. In the blink of an eye, a day had passed.

Jiang Ting had spoken for half a day earlier, but now a full day had passed. However, no one was in a hurry.

For those caught, Jiang Ting would have to delay for a little longer. The longer they stayed safe, the more anxious they would be. Instead, they hoped that the longer Jiang Ting delayed, the better, it would be best if he delayed for a decade or eight years.

He knew very well that it would take a very long time to refine the pellet. Previously, Jiang Ting had only spoken a few words of courtesy, and the difficulty in refining the pill was so high that even a seventh or eighth rank divine alchemist would not be able to do so in a short period of time.

No one was in a hurry. Even though time had doubled, no one was hurrying them. They were all waiting quietly.

Roughly an hour later.

As time passed, the calm face of the God of Blood, Xue Yan, suddenly raised his head. The instant he raised his head, the restriction Jiang Ting had set up previously dissipated into ripples, revealing Jiang Ting's slightly pale face.

"Apothecary, your energy consumption isn't low. Why don't you take a rest first?" Although the Blood Fire God wanted to know if the Fiery Inflammation Pills were successful, he wasn't in a hurry. He first had to worry about Jiang Ting's health.

"However, the amount of divine power used up is just a bit too much. It's no problem."

After pausing for a while, Jiang Ting flicked his finger and said, "Your Excellency Bloodfire Goddess must also know what kind of pill this is."

As he spoke, a stream of light shot towards the Bloodfire Deity, producing sonic booms.

Facing Liu Guangxue, the God of Flames didn't make a single move.

Half a breath later, the stream of light stopped in front of the Bloodfire God and scattered, revealing a milky-white pill the size of a finger.

The Blood Flame God let out a sigh, but the others were instantly startled … They discovered that although it was just a faint medicinal fragrance, the effect of the swamp's suppression on their divine strength had decreased by a bit the moment they smelled the medicinal fragrance!

It was just a wisp of medicinal fragrance!

"Gulp …" All of them looked at the pill in front of the Bloodfire God with a face full of fire. If the Bloodfire God was not a Level 6 God, and if the Bloodfire God was not evil, all of the people here would not be able to resist and snatch the pill from him.

The God of Blood Flame did not rush to pick up the pill but instead praised, "Apothecary Jiang Ting is really good!"

He could feel the scorching heat emitted from the surface of the Fire Ling Pill … Without a doubt, this pellet would only take ten breaths at most to leave the Pill Furnace. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to feel the high temperature from such a short distance.

"Just some tricks." Jiang Ting's expression was calm.

The Blood Blaze God did not waste any time either. "Pill Refiner, please rest and recover some of your energy. Let's wait for the front lines to calm down before we go into detail, what do you say?"

"Alright." Jiang Ting couldn't bear it anymore, but he didn't say anything.

Although he couldn't bear to see these people throw their lives away, he still … He couldn't do anything else at the moment.

If it weren't for his skill in pill refining, the God of Blood would not have treated him so courteously at this moment. If he were to oppose the God of Blood's actions right now, he might even have made an enemy of the God of Blood … No matter how fearful the Blood Fire God was of his identity as a pill refiner, once he became an enemy, the Blood Fire God would not be as polite as he was now.

Now that he had crossed the river, he was barely able to protect himself. As for the others, they didn't have the strength to do so.

While deep in his thoughts, Jiang Ting slowly closed his eyes. He seemed to be running his cultivation technique to recover his God Power without any precautions.

The eyes of the Bloodfire God flashed, and he tilted his head. "Go two people to chop down some trees and think of a way to weave a carriage for Apothecary Jiang Ting."

"Okay." In the blink of an eye, four Level 3 Gods headed towards the surrounding trees.

Although the swamp had a lot of rotten wood, it was not a mortal enemy. There were also a lot of towering trees.

The God of Bloodfire glanced at Jiang Ting, then tilted his head and said, "You, stay with the three of them. As usual, if you can't die even 300 feet away, I'll let you guys go."0

After Jiang Ting's matter was settled, it was time to get back to business, continuing to delve deeper into the swamp.

The unlucky guy who was pointed out opened his mouth and then walked towards the three people from before with an ugly expression. He hated Jiang Ting to death. If Jiang Ting didn't have to scout ahead, he wouldn't have been sent to his death.

However, he only dared to think about it in his heart and did not dare to reveal it … If he were to really reveal his hatred, he would probably die before waiting for the opportunity to scout ahead.

"Ah …" Not long after the four of them entered, an enormous black shadow appeared in front of them, and they all buried themselves in the mouth of the monster.

The God of Bloodfire's expression was very calm as he pointed his finger towards the crowd. "You, you, you and you. You four can continue."

The four people who were pointed out glanced at each other, and with a faint sense of relaxation and extreme vigilance, they began to go deeper … According to the rules from before, as long as one isn't too unlucky in the second round, there will be people who can survive.

He just didn't know who this person who could survive was.

…

In less than half an hour, Jiang Ting reopened his eyes … What he said previously about the consumption of a lot of energy was not false. Although the Flaming Ling Pill was a Flameless pill, it was comparable to the existence of a Rank 5 pill. Refining it with the cultivation of a Rank 2 Spirit, it would not be difficult to refine it without the consumption of a lot of energy.

Just as Jiang Ting opened his eyes, the God of Blood's eyes rang out, "Apothecary Jiang Ting, how's your recovery going?"

"Although I haven't recovered my full strength, I'm still not far off." Jiang Ting's expression did not change.

"In that case, let's continue."

After pausing for a while, Xue Yan laughed softly, "Pill Refiner, one Fire Ink Pill is finally missing. I'm afraid I will need to trouble you to refine more for the rest of the journey. This carriage has just been processed.

The palanquin actually looked like a carriage, a carriage with two wheels.

Jiang Ting did not refuse: "There are no Demonic Beast to pull the carriage."

He really needed a place where he could maintain peace and stability. He couldn't possibly hurry on his journey while concocting pills … Even if it was a Tier 9 pill refiner, even if Dan Heng was at his peak, he probably wouldn't be able to concoct pills on foot.

"Indeed, Demonic Beast do not."

As long as it is carved on a carriage, the carriage will be able to move on its own. With the excess water in the swamp and the small method of absorbing the shock, the alchemist in the carriage will not encounter the slightest shock and will be able to maintain the pill refining environment. "Xiao Yan smiled.

"If that's the case, then I'll have to thank the honorable Bloodfire Deity."

Jiang Ting also revealed a smile before revealing an awkward expression, "However, I just finished concocting the pills. Although I recovered my God Power, my mental strength has not recovered. I might not be able to do so within one or two days."

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