Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 1637: Chapter 603: Five Years in a Snap, Tool Casting Master Qingyang Zi_3

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On the central island of Penghu, an elder and a young man sat facing each other.

From the occasional smiles on their faces, it was clear that the conversation was pleasant.

”Friend, that Nine Dragons Cover, I personally went to examine it. Tsk tsk, the intricacy of its crafting method is truly unprecedented. If Longyuan Immortal City hadn’t specifically requested it, I might have bought it to study carefully.”

”Cave Lord praises too highly; it’s nothing more than an Ascendant Grade Magic Tool. When the Longyuan Auction begins, you can bid for it freely. A few Spirit Stones are hardly an issue for you.”

”The Spirit Stones for a single Magic Tool indeed aren’t a concern, but Fellow Qingyang, your production output is rather high. The impact on the Magic Tool business during the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering is far from trivial.”

”Cave Lord worries too much; the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering is vast, with Qi Refinement and Foundation Establishment individuals as numerous as fish crossing the river. You and I each mind our own business and earn our own wealth. Isn’t that delightful?”

”True, one family alone can’t handle such a lucrative endeavor. However, this old man wishes to know—will you be getting involved in the Magic Item business in the future?”

”Haha, I am not skilled in Tool Casting. To speak of Magic Items is far-fetched; I haven’t even managed to craft a single Top Grade Magic Tool thus far. Cave Lord truly overestimates me.”

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”Master, this Moyun Cave Lord, his intentions are not good!”

By the shores of Peng Island, Tian Xuan’s expression darkened.

Luo Chen waved his hand, narrowing his eyes slightly as he gazed toward the departing Moyun Cave Lord.

”No matter, he’s likely been manipulated by others. The Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering is vast, and I’m far from the only party involved in the Tool Casting trade. Today’s visit was merely to test the waters.”

”I deliberately showed weakness; they will simply assume my skills are lacking and won’t pay much attention in the short term.”

”Moreover, Tool Casting is merely the tip of the iceberg of what I’ve mastered. My sources of wealth won’t fall under anyone’s control.”

Tian Xuan suddenly understood.

As her time in transformation lengthened, she had grown increasingly adept at viewing situations from the perspective of human cultivators.

She no longer reacted as naively as she used to when Luo Chen spoke.

Now, after careful thought, it was no wonder the Moyun Cave Lord seemed so uplifted upon departure.

It turned out her master had deliberately feigned weakness.

However, his politeness must also be influenced by the notorious title of ”Demon King Qingyang,” which her master bore!

Otherwise, with the Moyun Cave Lord’s Golden Core Seventh Level cultivation, it wouldn’t be natural for him to act so courteous to a Middle Stage Golden Core Cultivator.

”Have your injuries fully healed?” Luo Chen suddenly asked.

Tian Xuan looked at Luo Chen with gratitude and admiration. ”Thanks to Master’s intervention, my injuries have long recovered. Not only that, but I’ve reached an adept level with the ’Huan Yu Secret Scroll,’ and my cultivation progress is now rapid.”

Luo Chen nodded slightly, satisfied with the outcome of his efforts.

After all, Tian Xuan possessed a natural Wind Spirit Root constitution, and the ’Huan Yu Secret Scroll’ was specifically designed for her. Rapid progress was only to be expected.

Suddenly, Luo Chen’s brow furrowed.

”Zhang Jiadi is back; he’s likely looking for you. Go and see him!”

Tian Xuan froze, then extended her Divine Consciousness outward, yet she couldn’t find any trace of him after a long search.

She felt a chill in her heart. Had her master’s Divine Soul Endowment grown again?

Though she proactively searched, she couldn’t locate the target, yet her master had effortlessly sensed him in an instant.

Could such Divine Consciousness truly belong to a Middle Stage Golden Core Cultivator?

After sending Tian Xuan away, Luo Chen lingered in place for a moment before retreating to a side hall on the island.

A massive Primordial Chaos Tripod loomed in the center of the hall.

Beneath it, roaring flames burned endlessly, as though inexhaustible.

Luo Chen stood beneath the Primordial Chaos Tripod, dwarfed like an ant.

Suddenly, with a grand wave of his hand, streams of radiance burst forth from the tripod.

As the light dissipated, the objects within were revealed.

Swords, spears, shields, and blades—everything imaginable, with flying swords being the most abundant.

Judging by their quality, every single one was unmistakably at the Top Grade Magic Tool level!

If the Moyun Cave Lord were to witness this scene, he surely wouldn’t have left with a smile on his face.

Top Grade Magic Tools!

This meant Luo Chen, renowned for his expertise in spell battles as Demon King Qingyang, had already begun delving into the crafting of Magic Items. His alleged lack of skill, limited to Ascendant Grade Magic Tools, was nothing but a facade tailored for the unsuspecting.

Yet, upon inspecting the quality of this batch of Magic Tools, Luo Chen frowned in dissatisfaction.

”Time is still too short. Even with the System’s proficiency improvement, these mere three years have been insufficient for me to craft even a single Lower Grade Magic Item.”

”Thinking back, Qingdan Valley’s claims that refining the Primordial Chaos Tripod was simple must have been nothing more than deceit.”

Muttering under his breath, Luo Chen fell silent.

After all, his spree of Tool Casting was never truly motivated by a desire for Spirit Stones.

Had he wished to earn Spirit Stones, his familiarity with the elixir trade alone would have filled his coffers overflowing.

In truth, this wave of Tool Casting was merely to hone his craftsmanship and prepare for refining the Demon Emperor’s Metamorphosis.

The tools within the Qingyang Store were merely waste repurposed to recover his investments.

As for the accidental fame of ”Tool Casting Master Qingyang Zi,” it was purely incidental.

After a long pause, Luo Chen shook his head and let out a self-deprecating laugh.

”I truly was greedy, expecting to compress the progress an ordinary Tool Casting Crafter achieves in a hundred years into just three. Utterly impatient.”

Taking a deep breath, Luo Chen waved his hand, extinguishing the cyan flames within the hall and stowing away the Primordial Chaos Tripod.

He closed his eyes calmly, and the inner view of his Sea of Qi unfolded before him.

Amid the raging sea of flames, a massive copper basin collected countless streams of red Qi Power. At its center resided the Primordial Chaos Tripod, alongside a pair of feathered wings and a small hammer.

In addition, a radiant red Golden Core hung high in the Sea of Qi, resembling a blazing sun, perpetually absorbing and emitting its brilliant glow.

Hovering around the red Golden Core were indistinct shadows.

Upon closer inspection, these were not shadows but rather a flawless white orb.

The orb spun gently around the red Golden Core like a satellite, its Qi Power equally pure, if not exhibiting even greater vigor.

Under his inner view, Qi Power rippled outward like slow-moving water.

The overwhelming Spirit Pressure of Golden Core Stage Fifth Level instantly suffused the side hall.

Luo Chen slowly opened his eyes, revealing a satisfied expression.

Then, he silently uttered a single word in his mind: ”Panel.”

Immediately, a cascade of light poured forth like a waterfall.