Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 1585: Chapter 586: Qingyang and He Yuan, Confronting Mo Luo_2

“You can be!” He Yuan put away his smile and said earnestly, “With the Blood Nightmare Order in hand, everyone would acknowledge you as a subordinate to the Blood Nightmare Sect Leader.”

Seeing Luo Chen silent, He Yuan patiently explained, “In this battle, you’ve offended too many. The Qian Family, Wu Family, Refining Sharpedge, and Master of Hundred Craft Mountain; these forces will definitely not let you go. What’s more, there are so many cultivators eyeing you like prey, wanting to play the role of the fisherman. If you don’t submit to me, do you really think you can leave unscathed?”

Luo Chen seemed tempted, his expression wavering with hesitation.

After a long while, he asked, “You… Blood Nightmare Sect Leader, what exactly about me caught your interest? My Pill Refinement Technique?”

As a representative of Blood Nightmare Mo Luo, He Yuan once again showed a smile.

“Pill Refinement Technique is one thing, or to say, if it were only for the Pill Refinement Technique, you would merely be considered a talent, expendable. After all, with the resources of Yuan Mo Sect, even if only a little remains, cultivating an excellent Pill Refiner is not so difficult.”

“What truly made me determined is your performance in this battle!”

“Your techniques are exquisite and peerless, your body techniques overwhelmingly powerful, and you possess illusion Techniques that are impossible to guard against. Such a combination of Qi, power, and spirit without any weaknesses; even when Yuan Mo Sect was still here, amidst the outpouring of geniuses, you would have held your own.”

“Now, as Mo Luo Sect wishes to revive the glory of the Demon Sect, we are lacking in many aspects. Should you join us, you might become a banner for Mo Luo Sect among the Golden Core Cultivators.”

“Qingyang, I truly see great potential in you!”

Faced with this speech, Luo Chen fell into silence again.

Elsewhere, many Golden Core Cultivators who personally overheard this conversation couldn’t help but hold their breath.

Upon reflection, Luo Chen’s performance in the battle was indeed awe-inspiring.

Even to say, not only were it the techniques, body techniques, and illusion Techniques that He Yuan mentioned.

This person’s prowess in Arrays, beast taming, and even his Natal Magic Item, were all quite impressive.

And yes, there was also the Pill Refinement Technique mentioned by He Yuan!

Nobody expected that Demon King Qingyang would also be a formidable Pill Refinement Grandmaster that even Blood Nightmare Mo Luo held in high regard.

With this in mind, it was also understandable why Wu Qi made such an effort to ascertain his whereabouts.

Everyone knew that Wu Qi had been stuck at the Sixth Layer of Golden Core for many years, attempting to advance to the Late Golden Core Stage to no avail.

If he received help from an Elixir, it might just be an overnight success.

He Yuan gave ample time for Luo Chen to think.

He also naturally noticed that Luo Chen was trying his best to recover his Qi Power, with a marginal rise in his aura.

However, he didn’t care about all this.

He was confident, with everything under control.

After a long while, he asked, “How have you considered it?”

“I can promise that once you join, I can resolve the pursuit from those minor forces for you.”

“Not only that, but I can also grant you a separate Third-Order Island for cultivation, bestow upon you countless subordinates, ten Furnace Ding, and half the force of Mo Luo Sect at your disposal!”

Luo Chen looked up, “And the price?”

“Fight for me across the four directions and carve out a fearsome reputation for Mo Luo Sect!” He Yuan answered without hesitation.

Luo Chen’s mouth twitched, “Don’t you think, sending a Pill Refiner to the battlefield is a waste of talent?”

He Yuan laughed heartily, “In the current situation, the Dao of Alchemy is just a minor path; only through struggle can we secure our foothold. Besides… what you did just now, wasn’t it a Pill Refiner on the battlefield?”

Luo Chen was rendered speechless.

Seeing him falling into silence again, He Yuan grew impatient.

“Qingyang, my patience has its limits!”

Luo Chen took another deep breath, raising the scant remaining Qi Power within him.

“One last question.”

“Speak.”

“These terms, are they your idea, or are they the wishes of Blood Nightmare True Master?”

He Yuan answered without a second thought, “Of course it’s my… no, wrong, it’s the wish of the Blood Nightmare Sect Leader… no, also wrong, it’s my idea… what exactly is wrong here…”

A strange scene suddenly emerged.

Through this dialogue, Luo Chen finally probed out the odd feeling he had since meeting He Yuan.

This person, was contradictory!

His words and actions, thoughts and desires, all bore contradictions.

Giving the impression as if a single person spoke with two different voices.

At first glance, those words were very much in line with He Yuan’s identity as a representative of the Blood Nightmare Sect Leader.

Yet the conditions offered seemed almost as if spoken by Blood Nightmare Mo Luo himself.

An average Golden Core Cultivator, how dare they boast of letting half of Mo Luo Sect be at Luo Chen’s disposal?

Especially!

Given the intensity of the previous battle, Luo Chen had already displayed enough strength.

Let alone that He Yuan was at Fourth Layer of Golden Core, even if a Great Cultivator in Late Golden Core Stage were facing Luo Chen now, they would need to exercise caution, and would hardly be so careless and contemptuous.

The answer was only one.

This He Yuan, was not the real He Yuan!

“Forget it, when you have made up your mind, we’ll talk. I won’t accompany you any longer!”

Having said that, Luo Chen turned around and left.

On the sea, a lone boat swayed, and He Yuan, who had previously been in a state of mental turmoil, now wore a gloomy expression on his face.

“You want to leave?”

Just as he was about to make his move, the Luo Chen who had departed suddenly turned his head back violently, his eyes revealing a strange light.

He Yuan showed his chilling white teeth, “Is it that illusion technique again? That move might work on the Master of Hundred Craft Mountain, but it’s useless against me.”

However, before the strange light bloomed, another invisible fluctuation was released from the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, arriving just in time to strike.

The sea breeze was blowing in bursts, his robe rustling, and He Yuan on the boat, initially disdainful, was suddenly staggered as if struck by a heavy blow.

A sharp sensation tore through his defenses around his Divine Soul, piercing into the Depth of the Sea of Consciousness.