Ultimate Devouring Evolution

When Zhang Fan poured all the smelly and ugly black paste-like waste into the medicine cauldron, everyone was stunned.

"What are you doing?"

"Pour all the waste residue into the medicine cauldron, won't that affect the refining of the medicine?"

"Damn, what kind of trick is this guy playing?"

"Could it be that this guy wants to use waste residue to make medicine?"

"Are you kidding? It's called waste residue because it's waste. No matter how awesome the alchemist is, it's impossible to refine elixirs from waste residue, right?"

Nan Wang still had a look of disdain on his face and snorted coldly: "Grandstanding!"

Just as he finished speaking, Zhang Fan started to light a fire with his right hand.

In the palm of his right hand, a blue-white flame condensed.

The outer flame is blue and the inner flame is white.

As soon as this strange flame appeared, everyone present was surprised.

"Why is this flame blue and white?"

"What the hell is this?"

"Are you sure this is fire?"

But laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the door.

When the shop owner's grandfather saw the blue-white flames, his eyes instantly became much clearer: "Ghost Fire!"

When the shop owner heard this, he was surprised and said: "Grandpa, is this really a ghost fire?"

As for Nan Wang, he only had his mouth slightly open and his eyes widened.

As a third-level alchemist, how could he not know about the Netherworld Ghost Fire, one of the three major divine fires?

But according to legend, no one can refine the ghost fire of the underworld, not even the former God of Medicine.

How on earth did this guy do it?

At the same time, a sense of frustration also emerged in his heart.

He thought that his talent was already the strongest.

As a result, this kid's talent far surpassed his own.

If that's not all, he can also surpass this kid with his hard work.

But this kid has actually refined the Netherworld Ghost Fire, one of the three major divine fires.

In this way, there is almost no hope of surpassing this kid.

At this moment, he, who had always had smooth sailing since childhood, suffered a major psychological blow.

At the same time, Zhang Fan's Netherworld Ghost Fire instantly lowered the surrounding temperature and froze the entire medicine cauldron.

These materials had already withstood too high a temperature just now and could not withstand any direct baking at this time.

You can only lower the surrounding temperature first, and then slowly increase the temperature little by little.

In Zhang Fan's mind, the nano-watch monitors everything in the medicine cauldron in real time, reminding Zhang Fan at any time to heat up or cool down.

Inside the medicine cauldron, the black paste first froze into a black lump of ice under the extremely low temperature.

Then, as the surrounding temperature gradually climbed, the ice lump slowly melted.

The powder in the ice lump sank to the bottom amidst the constant changes in temperature.

The liquid in the ice cubes was evaporated to the top of the medicine cauldron.

After Zhang Fan separated the powder and liquid, he used the ghost fire to purify it again.

After purification, the most essential part is extracted.

Eventually, he blended the liquids and powders together.

This process lasted about twenty minutes.

Twenty minutes later, a medicinal fragrance spread from the medicine cauldron.

This medicinal fragrance spreads in the wind, making everyone around feel relaxed and happy.

There was only one person who not only did not feel relaxed and happy, but also felt that his heart had sunk to the bottom.

This person is Na Nanwang.

He knew that Zhang Fan succeeded.

However, he was still unwilling to give in.

He still had one last glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that Zhang Fan would fail at the last moment.

However, two minutes later, a drop of golden liquid with a dazzling light flowed from the mouth of the catheter into the jade bottle.

At this moment, everyone present was silent.

Although everyone saw that Zhang Fan successfully refined the elixir, no one spoke because they were so shocked.

It wasn't until a moment later that anyone came back to their senses.

"It's... it's successful..."

"Unexpectedly... actually made elixir out of waste residue!"

“And it’s a top-grade elixir!”

"I go,

This is simply unreasonable! "

"This guy is not human at all!"

"In the eyes of others, it is just a pile of useless dregs, but after tinkering with it like this, he actually created a top-grade third-grade elixir!"

"That pile of waste is not worth even one energy stone; this top-grade third-grade elixir is worth billions of energy stones!"

"Turn waste into treasure, turn decay into magic. This is the true god-level alchemist!"

"It seems that there are two levels of alchemists, the other alchemists are in the first level, and Zhang Fan is the only one!"

…

Amidst the overwhelming exclamations and praises around him, Nanwang, the King of Southern Medicine, looked ashen, his eyes were lifeless, and he seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant.

He was completely different from the high-spirited and elegant young master he had been when he arrived just now.

Defeated.

Completely defeated.

Ever since he was young, he has never been defeated.

But this time, he was completely defeated. He was defeated so simply that he didn't even have a chance to resist.

This guy named Zhang Fan refined it twice and succeeded twice. The success rate was 100%, which already made him completely defeated.

What shocked him the most was that this guy actually used the waste residue that he had failed to refine to successfully refine a top-grade third-grade elixir.

Is there anything more shocking than this?

At this moment, Nanwang's previous ambition disappeared without a trace.

It's like you endured the thirst and high temperature in the desert, went through a difficult journey for more than ten days, crossed the dunes one after another, and walked out of the desert after climbing over the highest dune in front of you.

But when you really climb the highest sand dune, what appears in front of you is a larger, more continuous, endless desert.

The despair can be imagined.

At this time, the two women in gauze saw that something was wrong with Nan Wang. They quickly stepped forward, held Nan Wang's arms on the left and right, and persuaded:

"Master Nan, what does one failure mean? We, Master Nan, are the most talented. We..."

However, before they finished speaking, Nan Wang had already thrown away their arms, lowered his head, and slowly turned around and left.

There seemed to be heavy shackles on his feet.

At this time, Zhang Fan turned around and looked at the shop owner's grandfather.

The shopkeeper's grandfather did not speak, but turned around and entered the shop, walked straight through the side door and entered inside.

Zhang Fan also followed into the store and passed through the side door.

The shop owner entered the shop and said to everyone: "I'm sorry, everyone, it's getting late and the shop is closed."

He said and closed the store door.

Zhang Fan did not follow immediately, but first let the nano watch hack into the super watches of everyone present, and deleted the process of refining the medicine that they had just filmed.

As a human being, it’s better to stay low.

Then he followed the shopkeeper's grandfather and came to a room at the back.

The shop owner's great-grandfather lay directly on the bed, tore off his clothes and said, "Come on."

"Well……"

Zhang Fan had a black streak on his head.

What's coming?

How come?

At this moment, the trace of ghostly fire in Zhang Fan's body began to shake violently and uncontrollably.