Chapter: 268

There was a trace of confidence in Princess Nine's eyes, and she looked at Ning Qi with anticipation.

As soon as Ning Qi made a move, everyone was shocked.

His control ability was obviously higher than Sima Ci's, and his expression was calm, but his speed was not slower than Sima Ci's.

After a while, under Ning Qi's control, the juice gradually stabilized and turned into a longan-sized elixir, overflowing with a strange fragrance.

A yellow-rank middle-grade strange fighting pill was refined in this way, and it took less than an hour.

As for Sima Ci, when Ning Qi started to refine the second Alien Fighting Pill, he was able to become a Pill.

His face instantly became extremely ugly.

Ninth Princess laughed and said, "Third Sister, it seems that you lost."

The third princess smiled slightly: "Alchemy can be fast or slow, and there is also the rate of alchemy. Winning or losing is uncertain. Jiumei should not be too happy."

Having said that, her expression was no longer as calm as before, and she looked at Sima Ci with a hint of pressure.

"He is lucky. When he fails to become a pill, he will never be faster than me."

Sima Ci thought inwardly, his face showed confidence again, and began to refine the second strange fighting pill.

"Master Ning has become a pill again!"

"Ah, the fourth one!"

"The fifth one!"

"Master Sima, what's the matter? Only the second one? One failed?"

"The speed is far worse than that of Master Ning! Haha!"

The servants began to sneer at each other.

Deng San looked at Ning Qi with eyes full of admiration, and a smile appeared on Wu Maji's cold face.

But the happiest thing is the unruly princess, she laughed triumphantly, and said to the third princess: "This speed and success rate, your Sima Ci is not as good as my Ning Qi, third sister, hurry up!" Send your golden cicada and Xiaotian white tiger here, I have a lot of spiritual pills here, feeding them is not a problem, hahaha."

The third princess forced herself to laugh and said, "Jiumei, why worry, just read on."

Sima Ci glanced at Ning Qi, with a look of panic on his face, the other party still maintained a 100% alchemy rate? This caught him off guard.

How could the alchemists from the Qin and Tang Empires be so strong?

"No, he's just lucky!"

Sima Ci muttered to himself, cheering himself up.

Ning Qi has always maintained the speed of one different fight pill per hour, and has never failed!

Sima Ci needed an hour and a half, and about three or four out of ten would fail.

Only one day later, on the silver plate in front of Ning Qi, there were more than a dozen different fighting pills, while Sima Ci only had five pitiful ones!

The outcome is already obvious, there is no need to compete to the end.

After all, the gap between the two is like a comparison between an alchemy guru and an alchemist. Sima Ci is naturally the 'alchemist' in the eyes of everyone.