Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

However, with just one finger, Luo Chen made him retreat!

”Has the little brother from the past grown to a point beyond my comprehension?”

Wang Yuan murmured to himself, fully realizing the gap between him and Luo Chen.

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The stench of blood filled the air, with devastation all around.

This was the current Baili Qingchuan.

No longer was it the picturesque land, abundant with herbs.

Yet Luo Chen walked among it, a smile on his face, as if in extremely high spirits.

Ling Fengzi followed behind him, absent-minded, with wounds on his chest and abdomen still hideous but no longer bleeding, temporarily posing no threat.

When Luo Chen reached the banks of the Black Water River, he looked up at the head of the Nine Chanter Deer, severed by the Yuan Tu Sword, and stopped.

”Ling Fengzi, do you have any surviving disciples from the Piaomiao Sect?”

”There are a few still alive. I pulled some strings to get them to the rear, they should be able to avoid this calamity of life and death.”

”Only a few? I heard that at its peak, the Piaomiao Sect had tens of thousands of disciples, its incense flourishing.”

”Alas, ultimately it’s my incompetence, unable to keep the sect’s members safe.”

”Have you thought about rebuilding the Piaomiao Sect and reviving its legacy?”

”Of course, I’ve thought about it, but given the current situation, I’m powerless!”

Ling Fengzi sighed, his expression desolate.

To rebuild a sect from the ground up is not as simple as just having the realm.

First, there must be someone at the Nascent Soul Realm.

Secondly, there must be talented and loyal disciples devoted to the sect.

Finally, there must be a suitable Spirit Land to establish the sect.

Of these three conditions, the first is the most important, but the latter two are also indispensable.

Especially the Spirit Land!

For this reason, practically every Nascent Soul Sect must initiate an open war to seize territory from the mouths of endless Demon Beasts.

Currently, the Piaomiao Sect is simply powerless to initiate such a war.

Even if the Human and Demon War were completely over, Ling Fengzi doesn’t know how much time and effort it would take to restore even a tenth of the Piaomiao Sect’s former glory.

Moreover, plans can’t keep up with changes; if anything goes wrong, the Piaomiao Sect’s legacy might end with him.

Luo Chen looked at the disheartened Ling Fengzi and asked suddenly, ”Do you think my Luo Tian Sect can succeed?”

Ling Fengzi thought for a moment, then nodded and said, ”It surely can! Although Luo Tian Sect’s disciples are scarce now, as I observed earlier, every one of them is exceptional and holds high regard for the sect. Coupled with your strength and reputation, just rallying the troops would bring many willing to help you slay demons and claim a piece of Spirit Land.”

Luo Chen smiled. With his current influence, it’s indeed not difficult to achieve this.

Yet!

”Other people’s help ultimately can’t compare to having one’s own disciples united in heart and soul!”

”It’s just a pity that besides me, there’s no other Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator in Luo Tian Sect. Many things I have to personally handle, which is truly troublesome. It would be much easier if I had someone to assist me.”

”Ling Fengzi, would you be willing to join my Luo Tian Sect?”

Ling Fengzi suddenly lifted his head, meeting Luo Chen’s gaze, which was full of smiles.

”Friend Luo, isn’t this a bit...?”

”Forcing you against your will? Seeking repayment for favors?” Luo Chen laughed heartily, ”If you aren’t willing, our sect won’t insist, you can go your own way!”

Ling Fengzi opened his mouth, his expression becoming extremely unpleasant.

He was about to walk away, but when he lifted his foot, he saw the blood oozing from the deer’s head in front of him.

The lifted foot dared not fall.

In his hesitation, he thought of the earlier divine might of Luo Chen, who had made the Great Demon Emperor retreat with just one finger.

If this incident spreads, the reputation of Alchemy Sect is likely to soar, becoming prominent!

And if he were to leave now, would it completely sever his friendship with the Alchemy Sect?

Perhaps even losing his standing in the entire Eastern Wasteland?

Heavy footsteps slowly drew back.

Ling Fengzi looked at Luo Chen, who now showed no mana fluctuation, unable to determine if the other was exhausted or still had strength left.

But he knew that Luo Chen, who had comprehended the Law’s True Intent, had hope for Divine Transformation!

Such an existence now extended an olive branch to him; should he accept it?

If he didn’t, that would be ungrateful, severing his future.

If he accepted, then he would be family with Luo Chen in the future.

But if he accepted, the Piaomiao Sect would be completely scattered, and the great hopes placed on him by predecessors would vanish instantly.

Could he do such a thing as betraying his teachers and ancestors?

Countless thoughts erupted in Ling Fengzi’s mind, conflicting ideas clashing continuously.

The once-stopped wounds seemed to loosen under the agitation of his divine soul, causing a throbbing pain.

Luo Chen did not urge him with words, merely stood quietly by the Black Water River.

Time passed slowly.

The battle between the two lasted half a day.

Until the setting sun bled across the rippling waters of the Black Water River.

Finally, came a deep, even somewhat hoarse voice.

”Ling Fengzi is willing to join the Luo Tian Sect!”

Luo Chen, arms behind his back, faintly said: ”Have you thought it through?”

Ling Fengzi replied somberly: ”I have indeed thought it through, Friend, you have shown me favor many times, and this time you saved my life under the pressure of the Great Demon Emperor. I can repay no great kindness, only offer myself in dedication.”

What a dedication!

Luo Chen reached out and patted his shoulder heavily.

”From now on, you are the Second Elder of Luo Tian Sect, you may establish Piaomiao Hall and continue its legacy!”

With this pat, it was as if a burden was lifted, and Ling Fengzi felt relieved.

By the Black Water River, under the afterglow of evening, he bowed to Luo Chen.

”Ling Fengzi greets the Supreme Elder!”

Luo Chen smiled and helped him up.