Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Of course, at this moment Luo Chen has not yet departed, hence this place naturally belongs to him for now.

On this day, at the break of dawn.

Luo Chen finished a session of cultivation with satisfaction.

As he expected, cultivating here has significantly improved the efficiency of refining Heaven and Earth Qi into Qi Power.

He has taken a solid step closer to reaching the Nascent Soul Fifth Level.

Two figures came together from below the mountain.

Luo Chen waved his hand, placing a jug of Spirit Wine and three cups on the table.

”Friends, please!”

Elder Fu and Jiuling Yuanjun exchanged glances and sat down calmly.

”Did the Alchemy Sect know we would be coming today?” Elder Fu asked.

Luo Chen chuckled, ”I’m not a specialist in divination to know things like that. But I do know that the matter of expansion is urgent. If not today, then in a few days, so I’ve been waiting for the two of you.”

Jiuling Yuanjun nodded and said in a loud voice, ”Indeed, we have rested in the Luotian Domain for two months, it’s time to set out.”

Elder Fu remarked, ”Over at the Five Elements Divine Sect Sect, they’ve already returned to the Five Elements Realm and started reclaiming lost territories. True Master Shenyuan himself has taken action, fighting several intense battles with the reluctant Great Demon Emperor Bi Zheng, with assistance from Nascent Soul True Masters like Peng Xiang and Shenhuo. We cannot delay any longer, otherwise, the later stages of the expansion war will only become more pressurized.”

Luo Chen smiled, acknowledging this viewpoint.

From their vantage point, the current situation is quite clear.

Among the Three Ancient Demons of the Demon Clan, one is dead, one captured, leaving only the one on Cangwu Mountain still inactive.

On the Human Clan’s side, the Great Power of Mingyuan has returned to the Holy Land, and Mingyuan’s strong forces have ceased large-scale operations, instead sending out Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators like Lin Yonghua and Gu Hong to subtly occupy advantageous cultivation lands in the Eastern Wasteland.

The intensity of the war has significantly reduced.

A small fraction of Demon Emperors are reluctant to let go of the territories they once captured, thinking Divine Transformation Great Power will not easily intervene again, so they continue to probe.

To see if the strong forces of the Human Clan are determined to reclaim the Six Realms of the Far East.

If they are indeed resolute, the Demons may as well retreat back into the Million Mountains.

Under these circumstances, a sect conducting the expansion war alone faces significant pressure.

But what if it were two sects, or even three together?

With three domains moving simultaneously, the Demon Clan would have to endure pressure from three directions, naturally reducing the difficulty of the expansion war.

”How are your preparations coming along?” Luo Chen asked with concern.

Jiuling Yuanjun replied confidently, ”I’ve already sent people to scout the situation in the Medicine King Realm. Although there are many Demon Beasts, the formidable Demon Emperors number only three. With my current strength, I can surely capture it!”

Elder Fu coughed lightly, ”The situation in the Shen Fu Realm is rather tricky, as there are currently five Demon Emperors stationed there. But on my side, I’ve already invited Daoist Deng, Fenghua Fairy, and Lin Qingxuan to accompany me, so it shouldn’t be a problem.”

Luo Chen curiously asked, ”Has Lin Qingxuan actually agreed to help?”

Elder Fu whispered, ”He is now the leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, although he’s the only Nascent Soul Sword Practitioner, there is considerable internal resistance. He can’t use force to suppress them entirely, so he has to befriend us to exert external pressure and make the Sword Pavilion Cultivators submit to him.”

Luo Chen suddenly understood, despite Elder Fu’s simplicity in wording, the intricacies of the negotiation must be far from straightforward.

After contemplating, Luo Chen spoke, ”My Luo Tian Sect is currently rejuvenating, and manpower is a bit scarce, so I can’t offer much help. How about I send Ling Fengzi to assist Jiuling Yuanjun?”

Jiuling Yuanjun nodded with pleasure, though Ling Fengzi’s strength may be average, his intelligence gathering capabilities are highly regarded.

He needs talents like this for support!

”For Elder Fu on your side, shall I send Wang Yuan?”

Elder Fu was delighted, ”With the assistance of Wang Yuan, the young friend, it’s a blessing for me.”

Two months ago, during the battle in the Taihu Domain, Wang Yuan’s displayed capabilities were easily comparable to ordinary Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators.

Moreover, his battle spirit is fierce; with his help, it could greatly boost the confidence of lower-order cultivators below.

”Additionally, if there’s a need for elixirs, you can speak directly to me; our sect will not be stingy.”

”If troublesome enemies are encountered, our sect can also journey down the mountain and lend full support!”

These last two promises further assured them.

Jiuling Yuanjun, somewhat curious, asked, ”Now that the mountain gate of the Luo Tian Sect is established, why don’t you go directly to the Dark Abyss Sect?”

To this, Luo Chen smiled lightly.

”Though the mountain gate is set, there are still many significant matters that require my decisions, like nurturing the Spirit Land, the sect’s future development, sorting out legacy, and so forth—how can I just leave it all behind?”

That’s quite sensible.

The two didn’t inquire further, and after having a drink with Luo Chen, they bid farewell and left.

Three days later, Luo Chen personally arrived at the border to see off the two families of cultivators.

In the sky, the flying boats circled, emitting countless glints, advancing majestically towards the Six Realms of the Far East.

Their numbers were not any less than during Luo Chen’s opening of the Mount Sky Domain.

The Jiuling Yuanjun and others had their own connections, and in the previous year of preparation, they had invited many influential groups to assist.

For example, Qin Baixiang from the Hundred Beasts Sect, who had previously refused the invitation from the Five Elements Divine Sect, joined the Jiuling Sect’s side.

After they departed, Luo Chen returned alone to Mount Sky Cliff.

In the following days, Luo Chen did not solely immerse himself in cultivation.

As he had mentioned before, he began frequently meeting with Li Yingzhang and the Golden Core cultivators of the Luo Tian Sect at Mount Sky Cliff, planning the future development of the sect together.

He also released the Black King, allowing it to slumber deep within the three-thousand-mile spirit vein at the core, absorbing the Heaven and Earth Qi.

The Dragon Qiu group he had subdued in the North Sea was also released to delve into the earth veins of the mountain gate, nurturing high-grade spiritual soil.

Bai Meiling wished to stay by Luo Chen’s side, but Luo Chen’s strong Yang Qi was too intense, affecting her Ghost Emperor cultivation. Thus, a special peak was designated for her cultivation, named Ghost Emperor Peak.

Furthermore, in his spare time, Luo Chen began taking out the various cultivation techniques he had gathered over the years.

He categorized and amended them.

From First Order to Fourth Order cultivation techniques, and even the Fifth Order ”Thousand Clouds and Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Scripture,” were sorted out.

Especially the series of secret cultivation techniques he personally practiced, including body refinement methods, were all transcribed into copies.

These techniques would become the heritage of Luo Tian Sect in the future for countless lower order disciples to cultivate.

Time slowly passed.

The war situation in the Six Realms of the Far East was reported back repeatedly.

On Luo Chen’s side, life remained serene, and even the passage of time seemed to slow considerably.

In such circumstances, Sima Huiniang, supported by her disciple Yao Mingyue, walked into a newly constructed hall in Mount Sky Cliff.

Seeing the white-robed man engrossed in the mountain of books, Hui Niang, with a maternal glow on her face, spoke:

”Husband, I’m with child!”

Luo Chen lifted his head from the thick stacks of jade slips, first stunned, then looked at her still-flat abdomen with a complex expression.

”Already pregnant?”

As he spoke, he got up and walked towards Sima Huiniang, a smile spreading across his face.

Sima Huiniang stretched out her hand for Luo Chen to embrace her waist, stepping away from Yao Mingyue’s support.

”I felt something a few days ago. Today, I checked myself, and also had the sect’s physician check my pulse; it is indeed true.”

Luo Chen reached out and touched her abdomen, feeling a life force inside, weak but vibrant and flourishing.

”Since you’re pregnant, take care. Don’t involve yourself in sect affairs anymore; let Ming Yue handle them. Take care to rest and don’t overexert yourself...”

”Husband, you worry too much. I’m a Golden Core cultivator, after all; it won’t be so easy for something to go wrong.”

”One cannot be too cautious. A slight negligence during childbirth could lead to a significant loss of vital energy. I have some methods for nurturing the fetus that could be of use.”

Inside the hall, a warmth filled the space suddenly.

Yao Mingyue tactfully retreated to a corner, feeling very happy at the sight.

However, some doubts lingered in her mind.

When she first heard the news, why wasn’t the Supreme Elder at all surprised or joyful?

Moreover, in that glance he gave to her master’s belly, unseen by her master who was lowering her head to touch it, she could clearly see it.

The emotions in that look were too complex for words.

It seemed expected, yet like looking at some object, even tinged with a bit of cold indifference, not like the joy one would expect from a father learning of his child’s existence.

These doubts slightly dampened Yao Mingyue’s happiness, and she even felt a sense of falseness in Luo Chen’s gentle demeanor at this moment.

Yet, after observing closely again, she shook her head subconsciously.

This tenderness towards her master was not feigned; it was genuinely from the heart.

But why...

It was at this moment that the white-robed man turned back and glanced at her.

A cold glance, fleetingly.

Yao Mingyue shivered all over, frozen like a cicada in winter.