Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

The outer world is full of disturbances, yet the Elixir Saint’s Blessed Land remains as quiet as ever.

A silhouette glides across the sky, then suddenly halts and descends into a mystical lake.

The man in white clothes looks around, a hint of suspicion flashing in his eyes.

With a glint in his eyes, he slightly raises an eyebrow.

Only to see his fingertips move slightly, casting a series of Dao Law Methods into the void; a series of Array Flags fly out from his sleeve and submerge into the lake.

The tranquil surface of the lake begins to ripple because of his actions.

After making all preparations, the man in white utters in a low voice.

”Open!”

At the next moment, the calm lake reflecting the blue sky and white clouds gradually reveals its true form.

A cluster of black shining lotuses comes into view.

They bloom on the surface of the lake, bathed in the mist, absorbing the purest Water Type Spirit Qi.

As if sensing an outsider, these black lotuses all simultaneously retreat beneath the water surface.

Such spirituality!

Witnessing this scene, Luo Chen shows an expression of both awe and delight.

”Black Obsidian Lotus!”

”Who would have thought that such high-grade spiritual medicine exists in this realm!”

”No wonder when I passed by earlier, the Heaven and Earth Qi here felt different from elsewhere.”

The Black Obsidian Lotus is a type of high-grade spiritual medicine recorded in the seventy-two volumes of Alchemy Scriptures by Refining Heaven Demon Monarch.

Their growing places are free from filth.

Absorbing Spirit Qi, they separate the pure from the impure.

It can be said that any place where such spiritual medicine exists will naturally be nurtured into a Spirit Land.

But its true purpose is to greatly benefit the cultivator’s Nascent Soul when used in medicine, allowing it to become more solid and remain undisturbed by external demons.

Even many Water Type Divine Transformation Great Powers cultivate this medicine to temper their Primordial Spirit.

”The Token earlier didn’t record this kind of medicine?”

Luo Chen murmurs to himself, puzzled why the Alchemy Saint has chosen to conceal such things.

Then, he gradually deduces a possibility.

The materials specifically marked by the Alchemy Saint on the Token should have been left by her personally.

And these hidden high-order spiritual medicines are likely cultivated for someone else.

For the inheritor of the Alchemy Saint’s insights, it is natural to autonomously receive what she left behind, but the things entrusted here by others are another matter entirely.

”Then who could be the true owner of these Black Obsidian Lotuses?”

The answer is self-evident.

Those capable of having Alchemy Saint Chu Yan meticulously set up a Spirit Land and establish an Array specifically for nurturing these medicines are, within the Mingyuan Sect, only the three individuals who hold such esteem.

Among the three, Yu Ming Ancestor primarily cultivates the Wind Element Technique.

So, the owner of these Black Obsidian Lotuses can only be Ancestor Tian Yuan and Heize.

Luo Chen leans toward the latter.

Ancestor Tian Yuan achieved Divine Transformation earlier, and their Primordial Spirit is already stable.

Only Heize Ancestor has a shorter time in the Divine Transformation, and their Primordial Spirit is still not strong enough, requiring external aid.

This is evident from the Yuan Tu Sword’s devouring of their Primordial Spirit.

Luo Chen takes another look at the seemingly empty lake and retrieves the Array Flags he cast out.

With the Array concealing this place removed, it reactivates.

Luo Chen’s sharp eyes remain fixed inside, and after a long while, those highly spiritual black lotuses re-emerge on the water surface.

He turns and leaves!

It’s not that he can’t handle this batch of Black Obsidian Lotuses, nor that he doesn’t have the relevant Pill Formula; it’s just that the optimal timing for using them hasn’t arrived.

Although Luo Chen often overdraws the future to enhance short-term strength, it’s usually under duress.

Overall, he is a person with long-term strategic planning.

Yet, most of the time, he is forced by circumstance to focus on the present.

Now that no one is pressuring him, and this Elixir Saint’s Blessed Land is rather safe, why waste these Black Obsidian Lotuses?

Once he achieves Divine Transformation in the future and refines a pill that stabilizes the Primordial Spirit, it will save him hundreds of years of effort!

At that time, it will be the optimal moment to use them.

Luo Chen maneuvers his Glint, traversing the not-so-large but definitely not small Elixir Saint’s Blessed Land.

Following the directions on the Token, Luo Chen located various Spirit Lands where the medicine was cultivated.

Especially the Hong Ling Grass he required for cultivation, he found the corresponding location.

The growth is excellent, the age quite high, the best quality Hong Ling Grass Luo Chen has ever seen.

This time, Luo Chen unhesitatingly harvests them!

Using them for Pill Refinement will surely yield a large batch of Ascendant to Top Grade Hong Yuan Pills, significantly boosting his cultivation efficiency.

Considering the upcoming challenge of crossing the Nether Abyss, the aspect of Qi Power must not be lacking.

Luo Chen naturally won’t waste it.

Of course, he also left seeds for this Hong Ling Grass planting area, replanted the scattered and immature Hong Ling Grass.

In terms of spirit plant mastery, Luo Chen knows a thing or two.

After harvesting the Hong Ling Grass, Luo Chen carries the medicine basket larger than himself and heads back towards the Cave Mansion.

At this moment, Luo Chen feels a bit nostalgic for the Penglai Octagon Pavilion.

The freshly harvested Hong Ling Grass is unsuitable to be stored in a Storage ring; only a True Instrument Level storage magic item like the Penglai Octagon Pavilion, which can communicate with Heaven and Earth Qi, won’t affect the herbs.

”I need to return to the Luo Tian Sect once again.”

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In a great mountain.

A giant dragon, several hundred zhang long, leisurely roams.

Sensing some breath, it climbs along the mountain range to the peak and says ”gently” to a young man: ”Little Master, Master has returned.”

Luo Lingxi pauses his current actions, following the direction pointed by Black King, gazes afar.

Though not having cultivated the Path of Immortal Cultivation Technique, Luo Lingxi’s eyesight is already far beyond mortals.