Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 1571: Chapter 581: The Sword of Godslayer, Secrets of the Demon Sect_3

This Feileng City, which does not forbid fighting, such scale of an auction will inevitably lead to numerous subsequent conflicts.

“It’s always the seniors who are experienced and composed!”

Luo Chen smiled, no longer paying attention to who obtained the Pseudo-Spirit Treasure, and immediately stood up and left the private room.

He arrived at a huge Side Hall behind the Cold Palace.

At this moment, there were few people, with only Feileng City’s Cultivators inside recording the affairs of the auction.

His arrival immediately attracted the attention of many.

Maid Ah Qing went ahead to explain on his behalf to an Old Cultivator, “This Ascendant Master Luo Hai intends to exchange the items he won at the auction, would Elder Yan kindly make the arrangements.”

The Old Cultivator known as Elder Yan looked at Luo Chen in surprise and then nodded.

“Ascendant Master, please wait a moment here, I will immediately have the resources you won ready. In addition, please prepare the corresponding Spirit Stones. If there are insufficient Spirit Stones and you plan to use objects of equivalent value instead, you need to declare it in advance so we can arrange for someone to appraise the value.”

“No need, I have more than enough Spirit Stones.”

So extravagant?

Elder Yan took a few more glances at Luo Chen.

“If that’s the case, then it couldn’t be any better!”

Luo Chen sat to the side, waiting patiently.

Maid Ah Qing attended him closely, pouring him tea.

After a while, Luo Chen frowned.

“Is your settlement process always this slow?”

Ah Qing smiled as she explained, “It’s just that the Ascendant Master won so many resources; it’s normal for it to be a bit slow. We hope for your understanding, Ascendant Master.”

Luo Chen shook his head, discontented, “If it’s this slow just for me, what will you do when the auction is over and others also come in?”

Ah Qing was momentarily stunned.

Thump!

A bulging Storage Bag was slapped onto the table by Luo Chen.

“I want to see my items within a hundred breaths!”

After speaking, he closed his eyes to rest.

Maid Ah Qing hurried to the back.

At the same time, Han Zhan’s Divine Consciousness quietly spread out and, after a long moment, retracted.

“Your concerns are valid. That one called Elder Yan, I heard others address him as Wu Yan, is a Family Cultivator of the Wu Family. He’s intentionally delaying the settlement process.”

“Wu Family?”

Luo Chen pondered the term.

He recalled when he first arrived at Feileng City, the time of renting the Cave Mansion, and what that Elder Zhou had said.

Zhou, Wu, Qian, these were the top three Immortal Cultivation Clan powers on Coldlight Island, each with several Golden Core Cultivators in their midst, their strength not inferior to any ordinary Golden Core Great Sect.

Such forces, living on the same island for many years, normally coexisted peacefully.

Apart from True Master Feileng’s suppression from above, there must be private collusions beneath.

Previously, Luo Chen had contended with Qian Family Patriarch Qian Chen for the Soul Nourishing Wood, ending up as enemies with fire and water.

At this moment, with Wu Yan deliberately delaying the settlement process, there’s a possibility of behind-the-scenes communication with the other party.

Luo Chen never hesitated to assume the worst in people, doing so to take preemptive action.

Just like the time he attacked Xiao Huan Mountain and annihilated the Duan Family, such behavior allowed him to nip dangers in the bud.

Now, wary of Feileng City, he was compelled to restrain himself.

But if Wu Yan continued to stall, then he could not blame Luo Chen for taking action.

After all, he was a big customer today, and should he get angry, an ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivator wouldn’t be able to bear the wrath of the other High Order Cultivators of Feileng City.

Fortunately, Wu Yan wasn’t brazen enough to go that far.

Before even a hundred breaths had passed, all the resources Luo Chen required were neatly presented before him.

A whole ten plus large boxes!

Wu Yan wiped his cold sweat and explained, “Ascendant Master Luo, the resources you bid on are mostly mineral materials, thus they are both heavy and bulky. That’s why inventorying them took a longer time. Now everything is here, do you need us to deliver them to your residence?”

Luo Chen gave him a cold glance, waved his sleeve, and all the boxes disappeared from sight.

Wu Yan was taken aback, “Ascendant Master, aren’t you going to check and confirm the items?”

“Are you suggesting you would dare to deceive me?” Luo Chen retorted, releasing his Spirit Pressure explosively.

Wu Yan fell to his knees with a thud.

“This lowly one wouldn’t dare, this lowly one wouldn’t dare!”

“Hmph!”

Luo Chen flicked his sleeve and strode away.

In secret, several Golden Core Cultivators sensed the rampant Spirit Pressure and extended their Divine Consciousness over.

They intended to hold someone accountable, but upon learning that it was their own cultivators who were slow and had caused displeasure, they couldn’t be bothered to stir up more trouble.

There were still many matters to tend to afterward.

As for Wu Yan, it was only after Luo Chen had left that he tremblingly got up.

He looked around and, gritting his teeth, left the backstage early to head towards a VIP chamber.

…

Upon leaving the backstage, exiting the palace.

Luo Chen glanced back at the massive palace.

“Cold Palace?”

“Heh heh, who would give such a name to their own imperial abode.”

“It seems there must be some story between True Master Feileng and that Nascent Soul Elder of Yuan Mo Sect.”

Luo Chen sneered inwardly, and without hesitation, summoned his Magic Cloud, zipping through Central Avenue like lightning.

With his full speed, even without using Ninety Thousand Miles, he was faster than cultivators of the same order. Perhaps only late-stage Great Cultivators could compare slightly.

Before long, he arrived in a valley in the northern part of the city.

Stepping into the valley, Luo Chen found Tian Xuan, who was in the midst of Closed-Door Cultivation, diligently studying the “Huan Yu Secret Scroll.”

“Master!” Tian Xuan woke in alarm.

Luo Chen nodded, “Prepare to leave this place.”

“Where are we going?”

“Where we are going is not important. Let’s leave first,” Luo Chen said.

After saying this, he released Han Zhan from the Primordial Chaos Tripod.

After all, it was his Natal Magic Item. How could he allow others to linger within for long.

Only Black King was his Spiritual Pet, and since it was at a critical moment in refining the Cliff Serpent and in prolonged slumber, it could temporarily reside within.

But as for Han Zhan, that wouldn’t do.

Once out, Han Zhan immediately burrowed into the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

Luo Chen slung the Ten Thousand Soul Banner on his back, reached out his hand, and the God Sealing Compass that was deeply buried in the valley flew into his hand.

At that moment, the Lanyun Mist Array was withdrawn, and the dense clouds enveloping the valley gradually dissipated.

Luo Chen took a step, and in the midst of the dispersing mist, calmly walked out of the valley.

Before even leaving the valley, he raised an eyebrow and looked towards the path he had come by.

“They’ve arrived quite swiftly!”

Inside the Soul Banner, Han Zhan said, “Perhaps they didn’t arrive quickly; they were already Waiting For the Enemy.”

Luo Chen grinned fiercely, “I’m no easy prey like a little white rabbit; these people might have miscalculated!”

In the midst of his fierce grin, Qi Power surged throughout his body, and a pair of fiery red Feathered Wings unfolded behind him.

Not only that, but the Primordial Chaos Tripod inside him trembled, and chains of red Chains flew out from his body.

Inside the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, Han Zhan watched this scene in amazement.

After years of refining, Luo Chen’s Natal Magic Item was finally showing its prowess, ready to be displayed!