Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 389: Chapter 179: Tian Xingzi is Leaving, The True Scripture of Beast Mastery_3

Many rogue cultivators had already left The Great River District.

Those remaining were waiting for spring to evaluate the situation before making their plans.

But this only applies to isolated rogue cultivators!

For those who held significant power and had numerous followers, this current state of uncertainty was what they desired the most.

Without the restrictions of a Sect, whatever resources they obtained could earn them a fortune if sold.

“Young friend, this may be our last cooperation.”

This simple remark, sudden and unheralded, was like a bolt from the blue in Luo Chen’s heart.

“You’re leaving?”

Tian Xingzi nodded, his face a mix of unease, anticipation, and regret.

With a voice filled with complex emotions, he said:

“In the next few days.”

“Regrettably, many matters are still unresolved.”

Luo Chen was caught off guard and stood agape.

In his eyes, the Zhenlong Black Market seemed to have every intention to establish a long-term presence, it was unexpected that they would leave so hurriedly.

Could it be that the “war” he speculated about was about to break out? Seemingly sensing Luo Chen’s confusion, Tian Xingzi acted without pretense. He took out a large pile of elixirs from his Storage Bag.

“This is the Tongming Liquid I promised you, three bottles in total. It should last you well.”

“And these are the second order Spirit Pills that your friend wanted. As for the first order Spirit Pills you requested, I’m sorry, but someone else beat us to them, I could do nothing.”

Whether they were first or second order didn’t matter, he could use them all. Luo Chen accepted the two lots of elixir, fixing Tian Xingzi with an expectant gaze.

Under this scrutiny, Tian Xingzi became somewhat uneasy.

Both of them knew what Luo Chen desired most.

Embarrassed, he said, “I did secure the Foundation Establishment Pill for you as promised, but as I mentioned before, it would take some time, so…”

Damn it!

Luo Chen knew that the concept of time was vastly different between high order cultivators and Qi Refinement Stage cultivators like them.

For a Qi Refinement Stage Rogue Cultivator, soon could mean just ten days or half a month.

But for a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, soon could mean years.

If the Zhenlong Black Market ceased operations here, how would he find Tian Xingzi in the future?

“So, the promise of three Foundation Establishment Pills was just a pie in the sky?”

The thought flashed across Luo Chen’s mind, even his forced smile seemed strained.

Tian Xingzi knew he was in the wrong.

However, even as a Foundation Establishment True Cultivator, he did not have control over some changes.

In Luo Chen’s presence, he produced a silver, star-shaped wooden token. Puppet?

Accepting the star-shaped token, Luo Chen looked at Tian Xingzi in confusion.

“This is my token of faith.”

“lam not one to go back on my word, what I promised you, I will not renege.” “Keep this token. In a few months, or maybe even a few years, someone will deliver the Foundation Establishment Pills to you. Use the token as proof.” By the end of his speech, Tian Xingzi seemed somewhat more relaxed.

He stroked his beard and smiled, “Given your age, this little bit of time should be bearable, right?”

Luo Chen felt helpless. Given the circumstances, what could he do?

At least, this Foundation Establishment True Cultivator truly had his best interests at heart.

Even though their collaboration was about to end, he never said that there was no hope for the Foundation Establishment Pills.

“In that case, I’ll have to trouble you going forward,” Luo Chen reluctantly said.

Tian Xingzi did not seem to mind Luo Chen’s attitude at all.

Having collected so many Blood Ignition Pills, it was enough to satisfy some people.

Furthermore, he had done what he could for Luo Chen and was free from guilt. Before the Black Market closed.

Tian Xingzi stopped Luo Chen who was about to leave.

“March is coming, and as the ice and snow begin to melt, Yu Ding Sword Sect may not be able to return.”

“You, my young friend, and that Pill Refiner friend of yours, should prepare early.”

“If you can’t stay here anymore, use my token to find me at the Puppet Tower in Tian Lan Immortal City.”

Luo Chen’s eyes flickered.

The Puppet Tower, a subordinate enterprise of Luo Yun Sect.

Was Tian Xingzi not hiding anything anymore?

He held the star-shaped wooden Puppet token and gave a slight nod.

Upon returning to the Luo Tian Creed, Luo Chen stood amidst the mountain breeze, his mind clear.

March was approaching, the ice and snow were about to melt.

Spring brought life to all things.

But for Luo Chen and the Luo Tian Creed, the greatest test was about to come.

“Have I prepared enough?”

Luo Chen held the newly acquired “Ten Thousand Beast Scripture” in his hands, silently contemplative.