The spiritual grass on Long Fei's table floated, split into two, and landed on his left and right palms.

The true energy was like compressed super fuel and began to be devoured crazily.

but.

Every step is under Long Fei's control.

After just a few seconds.

Long Fei's eyes were shocked and he said loudly, "Sure!"

He clenched his hands suddenly, as if the alchemy furnace was closing, and the liquid of the spiritual grass solidified quickly. Half a second later, Long Fei raised his hands and said lightly: "I'm done!"

Both were successful at the same time.

Completed in one go, it took less than twenty seconds.

The scene was completely shocked.

Yi Yourong looked at Long Fei in shock, "What grade is this elixir?"

Xiaodie smiled and said: "Sister Yi, your father is going to lose."

Long Fei's breath disappeared, he looked at Yi Liuxian on the alchemy table, and said: "No need to identify it, my elixir is a ninth-grade elixir."

As soon as the words fell.

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.

Ninth grade?

Can you refine a ninth-grade elixir in twenty seconds?

Is it a perversion?

Or a monster?

"Are you fooling a ghost? You said ninth grade is ninth grade, so why don't you go to heaven?"

"You are an eighth-grade alchemist, but the elixir you refine is said to be ninth-grade. Do you expect us to believe it?"

"Are you crazy?"

"Is it the only person like you who can make elixirs?"

"The eighth-grade alchemist refined the ninth-grade elixir, and I couldn't help but laugh."

“You don’t have to pay taxes when you brag, right?”

…

There was a lot of talk around, but I didn’t believe it at all.

Long Fei didn't bother to explain to them. He couldn't do it and there was no need to explain. Did he need to tell everyone that he had just made a breakthrough? Was he a ninth-grade alchemist?

Yi Liuxian smiled slightly and said: "Okay, just the ninth-grade elixir!"

"Now……"
Chapter completed!