Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

One year later.

To the west of Longyuan Island, a verdant expanse of lush greenery.

When the breeze blows, flocks of lively flying birds dance gracefully.

If you look closely, there’s no such thing as flying birds; they’re clearly peculiar flowers and plants entwined with vines. Because of their fluttering bodies, reminiscent of the tails of divine birds like the kite and swallow, it gives the illusion of flying birds.

This is the Divine Kite Tail!

A figure in white roams among the flowers, channeling his energy, performing pill techniques, and collecting flowers in his basket.

His movements are slow and gentle, fearing to harm even a fraction of the Divine Kite Tail.

One, two, three, four... A total of twelve Fourth Order Divine Kite Tails!

The rest are essentially undeveloped; their age is lacking, only about the Second or Third Orders.

Sang Jinghe stood outside the spirit field, watching the white-robed daoist slowly emerge from the fields.

As he approached, he respectfully said, ”Congratulations, Senior, on the bountiful harvest of the spirit medicine!”

Luo Chen looked at the basket made of special vines filled with the radiant herbs and couldn’t help but smile.

He appreciatively said to Sang Jinghe, ”Thank you for your hard work. I remember when I first transplanted these Divine Kite Tails, there were only eight Fourth Order ones. You’ve managed to increase their number to twelve in just nine short years, truly helping me a great deal.”

Sang Jinghe was flattered but humbly replied, ”The juniors do not dare to take credit; this is due to the fertile spiritual soil of Longyuan Island, which is extremely suitable for the growth of medicinal herbs...”

The two walked leisurely along the paths, discussing the situation on Longyuan Island.

Speaking of which, ever since taking over this island, Luo Chen has been focusing on cultivation in the Earth Abyss and has not taken a detailed look at the island.

Usually, he left most matters to Tian Xuan and Sang Jinghe to manage.

Under Sang Jinghe’s narration, he finally understood how much of a treasure this land was.

Natural spirit qi accumulated in the depths of the Earth Abyss, and when released, permeates through the soil.

There are also countless Dragon Qiu constantly tilling the soil and secreting special mucus for thousands of years.

Over time, the soil on this island mostly became rich with considerable spiritual energy.

As for Fourth Order spiritual soil, there are as many as seven types!

Masters of the Third Order number around twenty-one.

Below the Third Order, they are innumerable, scattered across every corner of Longyuan Island.

Due to the unique properties of each spiritual soil, various strange spirit medicines and plants have grown on them.

Some plants with considerable spirit qi are often eaten live by the Dragon Qiu here.

Like the time Luo Chen first entered the Earth Abyss and encountered three Third Order Dragon Qiu, which broke through their realm after eating several high-order spiritual medicines once the Abyssal Sea Region Dragon Sect had left.

But there are also some spirit medicines that Dragon Qiu naturally dislike, which survived by chance and have not low orders.

These spirit medicines are currently thriving under Sang Jinghe’s care.

As each name was reported, Luo Chen gradually gained a clear understanding.

Especially in conjunction with the alchemy scripts and recipes he has been studying recently, slowly sketching out a combination of herbs that aids in condensing the Golden Core.

In the end.

Sang Jinghe joyfully yet regretfully sighed:

”This island is truly a rare blessed land in the world!”

”Even if it is not particularly suited for the cultivation of immortal cultivators, if considered as a specialized spirit medicine garden, Longyuan Island would surely cause numerous Nascent Soul Ascendant Sects to fight over it.”

”It’s just a pity that these Dragon Qiu do not know how to cultivate spirit plants, guarding such a treasure trove for thousands of years but not knowing how to reasonably utilize it.”

Luo Chen listened with a smile, his thoughts were roughly in agreement.

Back when the Luo Tian Sect was on Danxia Mountain, they initially focused on the business of elixirs and herbs.

In order to cultivate herbs, they also spent considerable effort on spiritual soil and spirit fields.

At one point, they even introduced Green Scale Fish from the Qin Flower River Li family, using the fish’s excrement to nurture the spiritual soil.

But even so, they could only cultivate rather ordinary First Order spiritual soil.

Unlike Longyuan Island, where spiritual soil is abundant, it can be called a blessed land for spirit plant cultivators!

Luo Chen cannot stay on Longyuan Island forever and will undoubtedly leave in the future. At that time, the spiritual soil should not be wasted. If he can completely refine the Penglai Octagon Pavilion, he might be able to take most of the spiritual soil with him.

During the conversation, the two had already exited the Divine Kite Tail Medicine Garden.

”Continue to take good care of the remaining Divine Kite Tails, do not slack off.” Luo Chen instructed.

Sang Jinghe bowed and clasped his fists, ”Rest assured, Senior, I understand.”

Luo Chen smiled slightly, ”Also, harvest ten mature portions of the Golden Cotton Thorn Flower, Early Evening Fruit... those seven herbs, and deliver them outside the Emerald Wave Pool.”

He did not mention what he intended to do with these spirit medicines, and Sang Jinghe did not inquire further.

It was only at parting that Luo Chen gave an additional reminder.

”While it’s good to be engrossed in spirit plant cultivation, do not neglect your cultivation.”

Sang Jinghe was stunned.

He was the successor painstakingly nurtured by Sang Jiugong, so naturally, his cultivation level was not low, having reached the ninth level of Foundation Establishment.

Otherwise, he would not have gone to Purple Spirit Island alone.

But in his mind, his value to Demon King Qingyang was in helping the other in cultivating medicinal herbs; the so-called ninth level of Foundation Establishment realm did not amount to much.

Yet unexpectedly, the other party reminded him not to stray off the path.

For a moment, Sang Jinghe felt somewhat moved.

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Big figures, accustomed to strictness, occasionally show concern, always catching one off guard, provoking gratitude in the heart.

Luo Chen didn’t care about the other’s thoughts, carrying the basket, riding the breeze, towards the direction of the Emerald Wave Pool.

When passing by Rosy Clouds Mountain, he stopped.

From afar, countless rosy clouds fall into that mountain peak, giving it the name Rosy Clouds Mountain.

On the mountain, someone awaited an invitation.

Luo Chen smiled faintly, changed his course, and headed to Rosy Clouds Mountain.

As soon as he reached the mountain top, gazing at the distant scenery, Luo Chen couldn’t help but brighten his eyes, his mood lifted, feeling at peace.