Soul Devouring Sword Master

"Xin'er!"

Seeing Wang Xin, Wang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had become a completely different person, full of vitality.

Wang Ye and his son, however, looked gloomy.

"Fatty Fan, I've brought my sister back to you, and the rest is up to you! Is it in time?"

Lin Xiao said.

"In time, in time, help me take good care of my sister!"

Wang Fan shouted repeatedly.

"Brother, come on!"

Wang Xin clenched her fists.

"Come on, Fatty Fan!"

Lin Xiao also shouted.

"Don't worry! Leave it to me!"

Wang Fan patted his chest, turned around, and faced the furnace. At this moment, he seemed to have completely changed, with a bright and blazing look in his eyes.

Without any hesitation, Wang Fan immediately started to light the furnace and prepare the materials, very skillfully.

"Hmph, there are only six minutes left, even if you have three heads and six arms, you can't refine the Feather Pill!"

On the other side, Wang Jie reacted and said sarcastically.

Although Wang Xin's appearance surprised him, the time was almost up and the situation was decided. No matter how hard Wang Fan tried, he could not do anything.

After all, even he spent more than ten minutes to refine a finished product. What's more, there were only seven minutes left. Wang Fan was still doomed to lose!

In the square, Wang Ye's face was slightly gloomy. He thought more than Wang Jie. Although Wang Fan could not refine the Feather Pill, Wang Xin was rescued. Did it mean that Wang Feng...

At this time, Wang Xin walked in front of Wang Wei and glanced at him coldly when she passed by Wang Ye.

"Xin'er, you are back from collecting herbs."

Wang Wei smiled.

Before, Wang Xin had the experience of going out to collect herbs for half a month before returning. He also sent guards to protect her, so Wang Wei had never worried about her.

"I'm back, father."

Wang Xin nodded, but did not bring up the fact that she was kidnapped by Wang Ye's people, because the clan meeting was still going on, and it would not be too late after Wang Fan successfully took the position of the young master.

"Beast, what happened to Feng'er?"

Wang Ye looked at Lin Xiao coldly with a gloomy look, and transmitted his voice with his spiritual energy.

Lin Xiao and Wang Xin appeared together. Obviously, it was Lin Xiao who rescued her and ruined his plan.

"Soon, you will know, old man!"

Lin Xiao smiled faintly, which made Wang Ye have a sense of foreboding, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, Wang Ye took a few steps back and quietly took out a sound transmission stone.

At this moment, in the square and on the stands, everyone's eyes fell on Wang Fan.

Wang Fan looked focused, the unity of man and god, highly concentrated, and the operation was very fast and skillful. Soon, all the materials were put into the furnace one by one for refining.

At this time, there were still three minutes left.

"Why is this guy's technique different from mine? The order of the materials in the furnace and the adjustment of the temperature are all different. Is he really refining the Feather Pill?"

Wang Jie frowned, puzzled, but then his brows relaxed. He was just being mysterious. Could it be that the same kind of elixir requires different refining methods?

In a blink of an eye, more than two minutes passed, and Wang Fan put one hand on the furnace cover, ready to open the lid. Suddenly, all the eyes were attracted to it.

"Hmph, six minutes, you want to refine the Feather Pill, it's just wishful thinking, it's better to refine a pile of medicine dregs."

Wang Jie snorted.

At this moment, the furnace cover was opened, and the heat was filled. The time was just right.

Soon, a strong medicinal fragrance spread out, drifting far away, even some spectators in the stands could smell it.

Wang Jie frowned and walked over first. For some reason, when he smelled this strong medicinal fragrance, he became more and more unsure.

When he walked to Wang Fan's side and looked at the elixir furnace, suddenly, the whole audience was stunned.

In the furnace, five pills were placed, each of them was full and shiny, and the fragrance was overflowing. The quality of each pill was much better than what he had refined.

Although Wang Jie also refined the Feather Pill, which was a finished product, the finished products were also divided into good and bad. Wang Jie's Feather Pill could only be barely considered a finished product, while Wang Fan's Feather Pill was already the best among the finished products, and the medicinal effect was naturally much better.

"Impossible, how is it possible!"

Wang Jie widened his eyes and roared, unbelievable.

In just six minutes, the Feather Pill was refined, and all five were finished products with excellent quality. And he spent dozens of minutes to barely refine a finished product, so the difference was obvious.

"Now, you are convinced of your defeat."

Wang Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Wang Jie with a smile.

"Impossible, you cheated, you cheated!"

Wang Jie roared, his eyes were red, and he was always confident, but he was hit hard at this moment. Although he and Wang Fan were both level five alchemists, the gap was so big.

"Hmph, you conceited fellow, alchemy is a matter of talent. If you just stick to the rules, your achievements will be limited. You will never catch up with me."

Wang Fan looked at Wang Jie coldly.

Hearing this, Wang Jie's face was extremely ugly. He sat down as if he was exhausted. He stared at the ground blankly and muttered to himself, "Impossible, impossible..."

Obviously, Wang Jie had always thought that he had a sure win. At this moment, he was hit by Wang Fan one after another, his confidence collapsed, and his consciousness was a little dazed.