Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

After pondering for a moment, Luo Chen suddenly brought his left hand together into the shape of a sword and pressed it against the exposed smooth forearm of his right hand.

A swift cut!

Shh...

The incredibly tough skin was split open as if it were congealed fat.

With a single thought, the Blood Sword immediately shrank, transformed into a blood-red light, and embedded itself into his arm.

The position of the embedment happened to lie between the Tianshan Acupoint, Earth Tu Acupoint, and Ren Shi Acupoint, connecting the three points.

Luo Chen calmly rubbed his right arm, and the skin immediately closed up, smooth as before, with only a faint bloodline barely visible against his fair and delicate complexion.

”With Qi Power nourishing the three acupoints, it can achieve the effect of constant nurturing. During battle, retrieving the sword will be more convenient.”

Having settled the placement of the Yuan Tu Sword, Luo Chen then took a stream of Chi Xiao Qi from the Primordial Chaos Tripod and began refining it slowly. Once the refinement reached the appropriate stage, he could then merge it into the Yuan Tu Sword.

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A month later.

At dawn, shrouded in mist.

The Liuyu Feiyun Chariot halted at the edge of an interspersed blue and black sea region.

”Come up!”

”Oh.”

The Black King cheerfully climbed onto Luo Chen’s left arm, transforming into a dragon pattern coiled around the Xuan Chen Armor.

He hadn’t even thought of going to the right side; that sword was something he really disliked!

After settling the Black King, Luo Chen walked out of the cabin, where Tian Xuan and others had been waiting for quite some time.

Luo Chen leisurely came to the deck’s edge and looked down at the sea beneath his feet.

The clear blue waters were ordinary seawater, while the black ones were the legendary Ming Shui.

It’s said that these Ming Shui were drawn from the Mingyuan that protected the Dark Abyss Sect; if a cultivator even slightly touches them, their vestments and magic items will be tainted. Even their protective body air shield would inexplicably vanish. Furthermore, Ming Shui clings like bone creeping maggots; once stained, it’s impossible to rid of it.

”It looks somewhat similar to the waters of Oblivion Sea, but its characteristics are entirely different. One focuses on filth, the other on corrosion. The Dark Abyss Sect has placed it near the coast, so neither demon beasts in the sea nor visitors from the Outer Continent can easily sneak in via the seafloor.”

Just then, a team of cultivators aboard a flying boat approached from the coast.

A black flag was planted on the flying boat.

Wherever it passed, dazzling light from the flag dissipated the Ming Shui.

Soon, it arrived near the Chariot.

”Who goes there?”

Sang Jinghe, who stood behind Luo Chen, hurriedly stepped forward and tossed out a passport.

The young cultivator leading the team took the jade slip and scanned it with Divine Consciousness.

”People from the Tianyuan Business Alliance?”

”Yes, we’re cultivators from the Commercial Alliance, preparing to do trade in the Eastern Wasteland,” Sang Jinghe replied.

The young cultivator furrowed his brow slightly. ”Commercial Alliance cultivators? Which family from Zhongzhou? Or are you members of the Tianyuan Sect?”

Sang Jinghe was troubled.

Such thorough scrutiny?

Luo Chen smiled faintly. ”We are neither from the Central Continent Families nor members of the Tianyuan Sect, but Guest Elders of the Star Gate.”

The young cultivator had long realized that the true master of the chariot was this sharp-looking white-clothed daoist, who just by standing there, seemed like a sword piercing the sky.

Now that the person spoke, his pupils shrank involuntarily.

”Guest Elder of Star Gate? Heaven and Earth Peak’s member?”

”Yes, I am Luo Chen.”

As he spoke, an identity token slowly flew out.

The cultivator cautiously received it, confirming it was indeed one of the identity marks his sect had instructed them to remember.

Thus, the realm of the white-clothed man was self-evident.

”Apologies, I was being disrespectful, senior.”

The Golden Core Cultivator’s expression became respectful, and as he waved the large flag on the boat, a path opened up through the Ming Shui.

Luo Chen nodded and didn’t demonstrate any actions. Underneath, the Chariot began to gently fly into the path.

At that moment, he distinctly felt a pressure, separating as the Ming Shui parted.

Have they set up a suppressive array too?

As Luo Chen pondered, the Chariot intersected with the Mingyuan Flying Boat.

The prior cultivator flew aboard.

”Junior Chi Zhong, greeting True Master Luo!”

Chi Zhong? Mature and steady?

A decent name indeed.

Luo Chen nodded and asked, ”Are you a disciple of the Dark Abyss Sect?”

Chi Zhong replied with some pride, ”Master has eagle eyes; junior is indeed an Inner Sect Disciple of the Dark Abyss Sect, here on a patrol mission.”

It wasn’t that Luo Chen’s gaze was extraordinary, but after seeing many Holy Land Disciples, he became used to the unconscious arrogance they exuded.

Be it remnants of Yuan Mo in the North Sea or true inheritors of the Tianyuan Daoist Sect, all were like this.

Moreover, their arrogance was far from the ordinary disciples of Nascent Soul Ascendant Sects; it was a genuine arrogance that feared nothing and regarded all with disdain!

At this moment, Chi Zhong’s display of respect in front of Luo Chen was merely superficial respect.

However, Luo Chen didn’t mind and instead inquired about others.

”Those people aren’t from your Dark Abyss Sect, are they?”

”Indeed, they’re disciples from the East Sun Sect.”

”East Sun Sect?”

Luo Chen murmured, showing a contemplative expression.

The former Eastern Wasteland was said to have Thirty-six Domains and Thirty-six Nascent Soul Ascendant Sects!

Each sect governed a domain, and each domain was named after the sect.

Luo Chen was most familiar with the Six Realms of the Far East near the Million Mountains, but he’d also heard of a sect extremely powerful in the far west of the Eastern Wasteland called the East Sun Sect.

Within it, there were no fewer than five Nascent Soul True Masters!

It was a remarkable Ascendant Sect, comparable to the Ice Extreme Sect he’d glimpsed in the North Sea.

Logically, with the sun rising in the east, the west-based East Sun Sect shouldn’t have been named this way.

Yet from outside the Eastern Wasteland, the great sun indeed rose from above the East Sun Sect.

Thus, geographically, the East Sun Sect served as the gateway to the Eastern Wasteland, overlooking Zhongzhou and radiating to the Southern Border and the North Sea.

One reason the Divine Transformation Holy Land Dark Abyss Sect entrusted such a gateway territory to be managed by the East Sun Sect was undoubtedly valid.