Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

After the initial surprise, there came a sense of pity.

This section of Heaven and Earth Roots in my hands has a mediocre concentration of Spirit Qi, around five hundred years old, just enough for a Qi Refinement Cultivator to break through to Foundation Establishment.

Even so, the medicinal power appears somewhat weak.

”Indeed, in this world of Immortal Cultivators, a thousand-year Spirit Medicine is hard to find, and those lasting ten thousand years are even rarer. Where would there be so many...”

While sighing with emotion, Luo Chen instinctively looked towards this stretch of Qing Mountain.

A sense of discord emerged in his mind.

”Not to mention how the Refining Heaven Demon Monarch arranged this Alchemy Realm before his death, but since his fall, it has been over a millennium at the Land of Fallen Demons. So why are the Spirit Medicines here mostly aged five hundred years or less?”

”It shouldn’t be like this!”

Perplexed, Luo Chen quickened his pace, constantly sweeping the surroundings with his Divine Consciousness and Spirit Vision.

Snow-clearing Grass, three hundred and fifty years.

Red Pearl Flower, one hundred years.

An unknown Spirit Grass, approximately two hundred...

Luo Chen’s figure gradually moved further away, and the doubt in his heart grew stronger.

After traversing three mountains and five lakes, witnessing over a thousand types of Spirit Medicines, the sense of discord reached its peak.

The Spirit Medicines here seem to be stuck at the five-hundred-year mark.

It was at this moment, before he had the chance to find the answer, a corner of a flying eave appeared amid the shadows of Qing Mountain.

Excitement surged in Luo Chen’s heart as he eagerly flew towards that direction.

Soon, a stone palace covering about five acres appeared before him.

The familiar architectural style, akin to the stone house arranged with a Spirit Gathering Formation upon arrival, reassured Luo Chen.

”Is this the place to receive the inheritance?”

He approached the stone palace cautiously and pushed open the large door with both hands.

Instead of the imagined dust from years of disrepair, there was only a faint scent of books and the aroma of medicinal herbs filling his nostrils.

As the large doors of the stone palace opened, three stone paths covered in stones unfolded before Luo Chen.

Each path bore a sign.

[Study Room]

[Medicinal Room]

[Pill Room]

Indeed, a standard setup for a Pill Refiner, arranged the same way at the Luo Tian Sect where Luo Chen used to be.

He stood before the three stone paths for a moment, hesitated, and then walked towards the Pill Room.

”Maybe, there are Miraculous Elixirs left behind by the Refining Heaven Demon Monarch?”

With this thought in mind, Luo Chen pushed open the door to the Pill Room.

Before his eyes, it was ordinary and unremarkable, an unexceptional Dharma Pill Cauldron sitting upon the earth fire opening.

Dharma Pill Cauldron?

In surprise, Luo Chen’s Divine Consciousness scanned the interior of the cauldron, finding no residual elixirs.

After a round of inspection, Luo Chen had to abandon his musings.

Only at the earth fire opening, he paused briefly.

The charred, blackened scorching marks indicated recent use of the earth fire here.

”Someone was here before me?”

Startled, Luo Chen was taken aback.

Before entering the Heritage Land, he considered the possibility of encountering people inside and was prepared to fight.

But upon reaching the fourteen Starlight entrances of Ming Zhao Heaven, that thought had diminished considerably.

No other reason, there were altogether fourteen... no! Altogether thirteen paths, each corresponding to a Demon Monarch inheritance.

To reach Ming Zhao Heaven, either as a Nascent Soul True Master or a Golden Core Cultivator protected by a True Master.

Many met these conditions.

However, after elimination through Li Wangtian and Five Elements Heaven, the number who reached Ming Zhao Heaven was few and far between.

In such circumstances, dividing among thirteen paths, Luo Chen didn’t think he’d encounter someone who made the same choice.

Unexpectedly, the distinct trace showed someone had already entered the Alchemy Realm before him to accept the Demon Monarch’s Dao of Alchemy inheritance.

Luo Chen slightly narrowed his eyes.

”Who could it be?”

Looking around, most traces had been deliberately wiped away, leaving only the bit of charred remains at the earth fire opening as a telltale mark.

After some contemplation, Luo Chen couldn’t figure out who among the people entering the Land of Fallen Demons this time was skilled in the Pill Refinement Technique.

Or rather, every High Order Cultivator would dabble in the Dao of Alchemy, the difference was just whether they barely scratched the surface or had some achievements.

Unable to figure out who it was, Luo Chen temporarily left the Pill Room.

No pills in the Pill Room, but surely there must be medicine in the Medicine Room!

Regardless if it was ready-made Spirit Medicine or collected herbs, he didn’t mind... well, still entirely empty.

No herbs or Spirit Pills whatsoever.

Only an abundance of various processing tools for handling herbs.

A slicer, pestle and mortar, golden pot, grinding boat... there was even a ”juicer”!

These tools, Luo Chen felt both familiar and unfamiliar with.

Familiar because he recognized them.

Unfamiliar because he seldom used them, as most of the time the herbs he needed for Pill Refinement were pre-processed by his subordinates, or he purchased the finished products from stores.

Even upon arriving in the North Sea Cultivation World, he had Cheng Haixin, Tian Xuan, and even Zhang Jiadi of the Immortal Cultivation Clans handle the herbs for him.

Therefore, with these herb processing tools, he was indeed the most familiar stranger.

After staying in the Medicine Room for a while, Luo Chen finally stepped into the study.

As the door opened, the scent of books wafted over.

In sight, ten rows of towering bookshelves filled his view, Bamboo Slips stacked like small mountains.

A pale red desk of unknown material stood by the window.

Luo Chen slowly walked past the bookshelves and reached out to take a Bamboo Slip.

[Snow-clearing Grass: Emerges as the rain and snow stop, and the sky clears. Loves cold and wet, dislikes dry and hot. Physique: Main root thick and straight down, many fibrous roots. Stem upright, about two inches long, leaf petals hexagonal like snowflakes... Cultivation: Wild Snow-clearing Grass accompanies Snow Light Moths, collect seeds to scatter. For manual planting, take root stems... Note: Best paired with Small Snow Array, Small Cloud and Rain Array activated intermittently. Medicinal effects: Sweet, calm, non-toxic, can reduce heat, detoxify, soothe coughs, and relieve asthma, best for detoxification elixirs. Due to its balanced and moderate medicinal nature, it is also suitable as a primary material for elixirs that clear meridians. Processing method: Grind leaf petals into powder and dissolve with clear Spirit Spring water during refinement. Similar: Resembles White Snow Grass. Nature identical to Yin Moon Flower...]

Luo Chen glanced over the Bamboo Slip at lightning speed.

At first glance, he thought nothing of it.

He recognized this herb, as it was abundantly produced near the Ice Castle.

But as he looked more carefully, his expression gradually changed.

The meticulousness of its description was truly rare in the world.

Even the cultivators at the Ice Castle specializing in cultivating this Spirit Grass likely couldn’t articulate it as comprehensively.

From growth habits to physical characteristics, cultivation, medicinal handling, even similar varieties, it covered everything.

By the end, it even mentioned several natural enemies of the Snow-clearing Grass.

”Is it really this detailed?”

Luo Chen exclaimed, setting down the Bamboo Slip and taking another.

This Bamboo Slip documented another herb unfamiliar to Luo Chen, called Scorpion Leaf, with equally dense and intricate content!

Although he didn’t recognize this Scorpion Leaf, after his reading, a precise image of this herb was firmly established in Luo Chen’s mind.

From growth habits to the final suitable medicinal handling, it was all crystal clear.

Luo Chen set down the Bamboo Slip and quietly looked at the study with ten wooden bookshelves, his heart in turmoil.

If the Bamboo Slips here all documented herbs, and each one was so detailed, then this study was truly a dreamland for Pill Refiners, spirit plant masters, herbalists, and even herb gatherers.

The value of this place far exceeded any ”Detailed Explanation of Various Herbs” or ”Illustrated Record of Spirit Medicines.”

Anyway, none of the herbal books Luo Chen had seen before were this detailed.

If he could thoroughly read the Bamboo Slips here, even if he couldn’t refine pills or make medicine, he could certainly qualify as a senior appraiser in some store or auction house.

As waves of excitement surged through him, Luo Chen ran the ”Dust Origin Technique” to suppress stray thoughts and walked towards the window-side desk.

On it lay a Jade Slip.

If those Bamboo Slips documenting herb details were part of the inheritance left by the Refining Heaven Demon Monarch.

Perhaps they could be considered precious, but they definitely didn’t reflect the level of a Void Refining True Monarch.

So, this Jade Slip...

With great anticipation, Luo Chen probed it with his Divine Consciousness.

[Why can Immortal Clans roam the world while mortals remain frogs at the bottom of a well?

At the root, it’s nothing more than the term Spirit Root.

We Pill Masters, versed in pharmacology and understanding the human body, can create various miraculous elixirs tailored to individuals.

They can regenerate flesh, revive the dead, dispel poison and confusion, clear the mind, stabilize the soul, and even enhance cultivation levels.

If so, why can’t we refine corresponding Spirit Root pills to break the barrier between immortals and mortals?]

Plop!

The Jade Slip fell onto the desk, leaving only Luo Chen’s astonished face flickering in the light of the sunset streaming through the window.