Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Qin Ming's alchemy room was brightly lit. A figure suddenly flashed across the distant alchemy room and then disappeared into the night.    

Qin Ming's closed eyes opened and looked in the direction of the black figure. He looked at it and then closed his eyes, as if nothing had happened.    

"Catch the thief! Catch the thief!" A shout could be heard from afar, and the silent manor instantly came alive.    

A group of people flew over from afar, and arrived outside Qin Ming's alchemy room.    

"Surround the entire manor." An old man wearing a green short-sleeved shirt with a square nose on his face ordered loudly.    

"Yes, elder!"    

Groups of Martial Cultivator responded in unison and spread out. They searched every corner of the manor and began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets.    

Qin Ming's alchemy room was the most important place to pay attention to. Five Martial Saint were surrounding him, and they were all holding weapons in their hands.    

The servants of the manor were chased out of the room by the Martial Cultivator that suddenly rushed in.    

"Who are you people? This is the Qin Manor, thousand Water Street. The Martial Saint guarding Thousand Water Street will be here soon."    

"This is the Qin Manor. You have eaten the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard. How dare you cause trouble here!"    

"Don't pull my clothes..."    

“……”    

Some were frightened, some disapproved, and some panicked. All the servants were gathered together, and no servant dared to make a move. This was because the Martial Cultivator that had suddenly rushed in was a Martial Saint expert.    

Being oppressed by his aura, no one dared to resist.    

"Elder, we didn't find it!" A young Martial Cultivator quickly ran to the front of the sharp-nosed old man and shouted.    

"Did you see that black-clothed man come in with your own eyes?" The sharp-nosed old man stared at the young man and asked loudly as well.    

The smile on the young man's face was immediately withdrawn. He spoke in a loud voice with great certainty towards the pill refinement room, "Yes, elder. I dare to use my name to guarantee that the thief who stole has entered this manor."    

"Since that's the case, have you searched all of your places?" An old man wearing a blue robe said faintly.    

"Elder Cai, of course not. You didn't see this alchemy room. The door is tightly shut. We've never entered before!" The sharp-nosed old man laughed.    

The sharp-nosed old man was the Sen Family's Great Elder. His name was Tie Jun, and he had a very high status in the Sen Family. Besides the patriarch, his status was the highest. Also, because he was in charge of the family rules of the Sen Family, he naturally had a solemn aura. Any ordinary Martial Cultivator would be scared to death by his glare.    

The old man in the blue robe was the Great Elder of the Mu Family, and his name was Mu Cai.    

"What are you waiting for? Search! That thief was all the Perfect Grade Nine Pills stored in the Mu Family. It was priceless. We can't let him escape. We have to catch him and get the pill back. " Mu Cai stared at the alchemy room with his cold eyes and said angrily.    

Sen Yan chuckled. "All the Perfect Pills of our Sen Family has been stolen by that thief. The loss is even greater than that of your Mu Family."    

"However, this is Qin Ming's manor after all, and this is also the alchemy room. It wouldn't be good for us to barge in recklessly, right?"    

"Why don't you invite Elder Cai in first?"    

Searching other places was already a huge offense, but searching the alchemy room and the cultivation room... This was a direct slap to the face.    

Ordinary manors, manors, and pill refining rooms were all filled with large amounts of Spiritual Plant.    

If one had an Alchemist, there would usually be finished pill in the pill refining room. The value of a pill formula was enormous.    

As for the cultivation room, there was no need to mention it. The cultivation technique mystic realm, pill, and so on were all in the cultivation room.    

To the Martial Cultivator and Alchemist, the bedroom was far less important than the cultivation room and alchemy room.