Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Several people were wearing white clothes and looked like professional alchemists. Only Qin Ming was wearing a black suit.

Except for the middle-aged man who had a leaf on his chest, none of the others had one.

Obviously, the other people are all alchemist apprentices.

Alchemy requires talent. If you have talent, you will make rapid progress.

But without talent, no matter how hard you work, your progress will be minimal.

At this moment, the door to the room opened and an old man came out of the room.

"I've met the president." Several people quickly stood up and saluted.

Qin Ming didn't recognize him at all, but he also stood up without saluting.

"Come in!"

As several people entered the room, Qin Ming's eyes scanned the entire room.

This is a relatively spacious alchemy room with several alchemy furnaces and several shelves next to it, with some commonly used source plants placed on them.

There were two maids, standing motionless aside.

"According to the old rules, use the Yuanzhi you brought with you, or pay the market price. I am Yuanzhi." The old man said with a calm expression.

"Of course, after I identify the refined elixir, I will exchange it for you to take back."

It was obviously not their first time here, and they stood in front of an alchemy furnace with familiarity.

Qin Ming walked to the shelf, picked out a piece of Tianyuan Dan Yuanzhi, randomly selected one of the many alchemy furnaces, and stuffed Yuanzhi directly into it.

Then he came to the shelf, picked up a large pile of firewood, and placed it under the alchemy furnace.

Seeing Qin Ming's actions, several people showed surprised expressions.

"It turns out he is a layman who knows nothing..." The middle-aged man with a leaf tattooed on his chest looked at Qin Ming with disdain and stopped paying attention.

The two maids also covered their mouths and suppressed laughter.