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Chapter 1860

Even if it is just the herbs used to refine ordinary healing elixirs, this amount is definitely not low.

So at this moment, Feng Qiyue suddenly felt a little regretful.

Isn’t this a bit too easy to talk about?

Why did you agree to this old thing who always pretends to be pitiful?

Really!

After that, she raised her head and glanced at the Cang family ancestor lightly.

The ancestor of the Cang family also looked back at him steadily, his eyes gradually becoming moist again.

Feng Qiyue: "..."

Forget it, it's not easy for an old thing. She doesn't have to worry about getting some healing elixirs. What else can she say?

In silence, Feng Qiyue took out the alchemy furnace and started refining it.

The Cang family alchemist next to him took a look and quickly started working.

While the two of them were refining the healing elixir, none of the bosses present said a word, and they just watched the two of them refining the elixir with concentration.

In an instant, a judgment was made.

The eyes of several big bosses were also attracted by Feng Qiyue's fluent alchemy skills, and they were even reluctant to look away.

The people are beautiful and the movements are beautiful, which is a visual enjoyment.

Even the ancestors of the Cang family have to admit that when this stinky girl is not quarrelsome, she is definitely a stunning beauty.

But when he thought of Feng Qiyue's poisonous tongue and sharp teeth, the slightest hint of goodwill he had for Feng Qiyue disappeared without a trace!

Then, he no longer looked at Feng Qiyue, but turned his eyes to his own alchemist.

Then, disappointment welled up in my heart.

This is really a world where faces are judged!

Maybe it's because the two people's appearance is so different. Even though the two people have similar movements, his own alchemist always makes him feel like there's something missing.

But for a while, he couldn't think of what was missing?

How could this happen?

The ancestor of the Cang family thought hard, but he really couldn't figure it out.

At this time, Feng Qiyue's first batch of elixirs had been refined.

When he smelled the breath of the elixir, the ancestors of the Cang family couldn't help but feel shocked.

Is this really just an ordinary healing elixir?

No!

Absolutely not!

The efficacy of this healing elixir is definitely much better than ordinary healing elixirs.

However, he has not yet seen the elixir refined by Feng Qiyue, so he still has to see it in person before he can make a decision.

At the same time, the Cang family alchemist also completed refining his first batch of pills.

In terms of taste, the two are obviously very different.

After the ancestors of the Cang family instantly realized this huge gap in comparison, they felt an indescribable disappointment towards the alchemist that their family had put in a lot of effort and painstakingly cultivated.

Could it be that his Cang family has only raised a loser for so many years?

And when the two of them each unveiled their own alchemy furnaces, the gap became even more obvious.

Feng Qiyue's furnace of pills yielded almost three hundred pills.

The Cang family's alchemist had a furnace of pills, but he didn't even have a hundred pills.

Ancestor of the Cang family: "..."

Several big bosses also expressed their admiration and said: "Girl, this is amazing. You have a very high success rate for ordinary healing elixirs."

"Practice makes perfect. The more you practice, the higher your elixir-making rate will be." Feng Qiyue said with a smile, and was already preparing to refine the second batch of elixirs.

The ancestor of the Cang family glared at his alchemy master in anger and disgust, and said angrily: "What did you do? Why is there such a big difference in the number of elixirs?"

The alchemist of the Cang family wants to cry but has no tears.
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