Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 945: Chapter 386: Tianlan Twins, Battlefield Scourges

The mountain wind was piercing, and the distant cries of battle were faint in the ear.

There were flashes of lightning and the rumble of thunder striking down intermittently.

Seven powerful cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage gathered above the Liusha Camp, tense as if ready for battle!

After Han Zheng asked that question, Luo Chen could only be silent.

In this unspoken silence, Han Zheng’s face grew so dark, it seemed it could drip water.

His four senior sect brothers behind him were even ready to burst into action.

But, unexpectedly…

Han Zheng suddenly laughed.

“Fine!”

“You’ve got guts, I’ll remember you!”

Under the astonished eyes of his four seniors, he waved his hand.

“Let’s go!”

“Junior Brother…”

“Go!”

Han Zheng barked and was the first to leave.

The four had no choice but to give Luo Chen and Chu Kui a fierce glare before following Han Zheng away.

After they had left, Chu Kui obviously let out a sigh of relief.

The heavy breaths he took proved the turmoil he had felt inside.

He must have been prepared to join Luo Chen in a battle against the five true disciples of the Luo Yun Sect.

Breathing heavily, he looked incredulously at the calm and unruffled Luo Chen.

“Where did your eloquence go just then? You didn’t utter a single word. But the key thing is, they actually withdrew?”

Luo Chen gave him an indifferent glance.

Spirit Power surged in his hand, and the Xuanhuo Sword carried the corpse of the Lan surnamed Sword Cultivator from the Yu Ding Sword Sect back to him.

While checking the corpse for belongings, he replied:

“Say what?”

“Apologize? Beg for mercy? Or should I just hand over the Merit Points on a silver platter?”

Chu Kui was momentarily speechless.

All the words he had were stuck in his throat, unable to come out.

Indeed, those words did not fit Luo Chen’s character.

He couldn’t imagine a scenario where Luo Chen would say such things.

But still…

“But they are, after all, true disciples of the Luo Yun Sect!”

Tsch…

With a gleam of the sword, a headless corpse fell toward the ground.

Luo Chen held a head in one hand and in the other hand, he grasped a token and a jade pendant.

He opened his mouth to exhale, and a fireball appeared, instantly burning the corpse to ashes.

Looting the dead and obliterating the evidence was done in one fell swoop!

This familiar scene made Chu Kui’s eyelids twitch.

The man was after all a sect leader, yet his methods were still expertly executed.

Luo Chen did not carefully sort through the spoils of war from the other party but simply stored them all in the Storage Bag.

Dusting off his hands, he then said leisurely, “It’s precisely because they are disciples of the Luo Yun Sect that I could be so composed!”

“Uh…”

Luo Chen chuckled softly, “Although I was conscripted to fight for the Luo Tian Creed, I am nominally also a part of the Four Sects Alliance. Our relationship is that of allies, not enemies. Given the overall situation remains undecided, and our actions involve killing the enemy, there is no fault on our part. Under these circumstances, Han Zheng has no grounds to challenge me.”

Upon hearing this, it was as if Chu Kui had an epiphany.

Instantly, he understood.

The rationale was surely sound.

However!

Chu Kui, realizing this, chuckled bitterly, “I guess outside of the Four Sects, you’re probably the only one with the guts to snatch prey from the tiger’s mouth. If it were someone else, even me, it would be tough to come out of it whole, definitely having to leave something behind.”

Luo Chen stretched the corners of his mouth, choosing not to comment further.

Manipulating the fact that the other party was a disciple of the Luo Yun Sect could be described as “taking advantage of the situation.”

But he had confidence in his own strength!

Whether it was Dan Chenzi’s renown or his status as a Guest Elder of the Ice Castle, either was sufficient for him not to be inferior to any Great Sect True Disciple.

And if they indeed started a fight, what then?

If he and Chu Kui couldn’t win, couldn’t they still run away?

If news got out that they had attacked an ally, the Luo Yun Sect’s reputation would be damaged. The Four Sects might be manageable, but those Rogue Cultivators would likely reconsider being at the beck and call of the Luo Yun Sect.

It was these considerations that gave him the confidence to remain silent!

That Han Zheng, indeed, was a smart man, choosing to lift the matter high only to set it down lightly.

Of course, it was just him.

Had it been anyone else under such pressures, even a Late Stage Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator like Chu Kui would have to know when to yield.

“It feels a bit unscrupulous, though. They beat that man to a pulp, and in the end, we reaped the benefits.” Chu Kui chuckled, his hands holding seven or eight Storage Bags, filled with gains.

“They’re not my friends, so why be scrupulous with them!”

Luo Chen snorted lightly, scanning the surroundings.

“Let’s go!”

“This is no place to linger. Let’s find another spot. While it’s still dark, let’s see if we can make another score.”

With that, he headed straight towards a secluded direction.

Chu Kui offered no objections, following closely behind him.

…

Under the cover of night.

Two figures moved like ghosts on the edge of the battlefield.

If they encountered a lone enemy, they would strike boldly.

If they came across small groups of defeated troops, after weighing their options, they would both use major techniques to inflict as much damage as possible. Following that, they would each cover their faces to pursue and slaughter, no longer insisting on chasing the fast runners, trying to secure as many Merit Points as they could get.

For slightly larger forces, they would retreat without hesitation.

In this manner.

When the long night came to an end, the two weary figures hid in an underground cave, counting the Merit Points they had gained.

“Hunting two Great Cultivators, a thousand Merit Points.”

“Six Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators, twelve hundred Merit Points.”

“Twelve Early Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators, twelve hundred Merit Points.”

“A total of three thousand four hundred Merit Points!”

Upon receiving the accurate data, Chu Kui’s exhausted face couldn’t hide his excitement.

Considering some Late Stage Qi Refinement Cultivators they had effortlessly slaughtered along the way, this figure could stack up to around thirty-five hundred!