Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 303: Chapter 155: Elder, Please Draw Your Sword! (Seventh Update)_2

“Four functions, a complete revolution!”

“I never anticipated this.”

“But with this change, my improvement is significant beyond words.”

In his stimulated state, Luo Chen, as intelligent as he is, could imagine the numerous ways he could utilize these eyes.

The first one is his cultivation, which could now be observed in much finer detail.

The second is various skills.

In Pill Refinement, he should be able to better control the fusion of medicinal power within the pill furnace, and when breaking down the medicinal materials, he could be more efficient.

If he were to study arrays with this, it will likely increase his efficiency by half.

Even other professions such as talisman crafting and being a physician could potentially see notable improvements.

A good pair of eyes can definitely influence many things.

Even the sword cultivators, who are renowned for their combat prowess, often enhance their eyesight.

Runming Pearl Liquid and Tongming Liquid are all eye-nourishing remedies developed by the Yu Ding Sword Sect for their disciples.

“Let’s rest today and get accustomed to these eyes tomorrow.”

Luo Chen calmed his emotions, trying to curb his excitement.

He returned to the Spirit Vein Cave to continue his cultivation.

The name ‘Crescent Valley’ is now quite inappropriate.

The valley is still there, but the outer part has expanded so much, being several times the size of the valley.

The two are connected by mountains, rivers and lush trees, subtly incorporating the Five Elements.

This is the headquarters of Luo Tian Creed!

It was unknown when, but the cultivators of Luo Tian Creed noticed that their leader loved to sit atop the mountain and look around.

At first, they found it endearing.

Later, they felt somewhat uncomfortable, their work became more serious.

Luo Chen was yet unaware that his familiar actions with his eyes had created a false impression among his subordinates that he was watching over them.

He was indulging in the joy of seeing through a hundred Li with his spirit eyes.

“These eyes are amazing!”

“Not only can they see clear visions hundreds of Li away, but they can also clearly observe the movement and reaction of the enemy.”

“I have many completed First Order Techniques among my abilities. The Fireball Technique has the greatest power, the Attraction Technique is the most practical, and the Carefree Wind Control is the most agile.”

“But, comparatively, the Spirit Vision Technique is the most important.”

The finalization of the Spirit Vision Technique has excellent results.

In the short term, it can anticipate the enemy’s strategy and see through a hundred Li.

In the long run, the benefits to cultivation are immeasurable.

Over the past few days, Luo Chen has verified it from many aspects.

After the excitement, Luo Chen planned to continue optimizing the Fireball Technique.

He believed that with these eyes, the optimization speed would increase severalfold.

Perhaps, before long, he could truly complete the optimization and integrate it into the stronger Fierce Sun Technique.

By then, he would have a trump card that could threaten Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Just as Luo Chen was preparing to come down the mountain, his eyelid suddenly twitched.

A glint, like a sword, broke through the air from a distance.

After it entered within a hundred Li, he saw a familiar face even more clearly.

“Why did he come personally?”

Luo Chen frowned, discreetly went down into the valley.

Not long after, in the Pill Hall.

Miao Wen, battered and exhausted,

stepped into the Pill Hall. His sharp eyes, filled with curiosity, were fixed on Luo Chen.

“I didn’t realize that Junior Brother had such keen eyes.”

“Hm? What happened?” Luo Chen was puzzled.

“Come with me, the Elder has a use for you.”

Elder!

Luo Chen followed behind Miao Wen, feeling uneasy in his heart.

The only person in The Great River District who could make even a true Foundation Establishment cultivator like Miao Wen call him ‘Elder’ was one person.

The Golden Core Ascendant Master – Pang Renxiong!

“What could I possibly have that he would need?”

“The ‘Junior Brother’ Miao Wen mentioned is likely Luo Tianhong, a True Disciple of Yu Ding.”

“My last encounter with him was a month ago when I reconnected Qin Liangchen’s severed limb.”

“Keen eyes?”

“What did he see in me then?”

Luo Chen was puzzled, recalling the situation at that time.

Luo Tianhong didn’t care about cultivators at the Qi Refinement Stage like them and didn’t even spare a glance at the beautiful Murong Qinglian who was passing by.

But he paused for a moment by Luo Chen’s side and said, “The technique was very successful”.

At that time, Luo Chen thought that Luo Tianhong knew about his relationship with Miao Wen, so he treated him differently.

But now, it seems that he may have overlooked something.

What could it be?

Luo Chen was perplexed about what he had that Luo Tianhong noticed and was even useful to the Golden Core Ascendant Master.

His heart kept sinking amidst these speculations.

Miao Wen didn’t bother explaining and just kept flying ahead.

Watching his departing figure, an inappropriate thought came to Luo Chen’s mind.

“Miao Wen’s cultivation level isn’t very profound, huh!”

He remembered how Mi Shuhua found him flying too slowly when they were attacked in the Green Hemp Forest, so he wrapped him in spirit light and flew.

But Miao Wen clearly also found his flying speed slow but did not do the same.

“Well, although Mi Shuhua is a rogue cultivator, he is a genuine Middle Stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.”

“And this Miao Wen, he’s merely at the Early Stage Foundation Establishment!”

In such resigned contemplation, the two of them entered Inner City and arrived at the Yu Ding Sword Pavilion.

This was Luo Chen’s first time in the real “Sword Pavilion”!

Not the ordinary buildings outside, but a tall building resembling a sharp sword.

Standing in the spacious pavilion hall, Luo Chen lowered his head, not daring to look around.

He felt as if he were being pointed at by numerous swords, chilling and intimidating.