Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

The matter of Luo Tian Sect holding the Golden Core Ceremony for Qu Lingjun spread not only within the Luotian Domain.

Many forces monitoring Luo Tian Sect’s movements have gradually received this news.

After all, Luo Chen deliberately extended the time by half a year to gather the dispersed Luo Tian Sect cultivators.

In half a year, with the communication speed of high-order cultivators in the Immortal Cultivation World, they could have already inquired about the relevant situation.

In the Piaomiao Domain adjacent to the Luotian Domain, Gu Hong was whispering with someone.

”Senior Brother Yonghua, is our sect really gone?”

Lin Yonghua’s expression was desolate, even showing a look of despair.

”Indeed it is gone. I personally went to the edge of Mingyuan, and all I saw was the sight of thunder and fire intertwined, Ming Shui surging.”

”None of the senior brothers in Upper Nether Immortal City survived either.”

Gu Hong swallowed, ”What about the East Sun Sect? Did you not go to ask about the situation?”

Lin Yonghua shook his head, ”I dare not go. Don’t you know Tianyuan Daoist Sect has begun to encroach on Eastern Wasteland? That East Sun Sect was the first to succumb and seek refuge with them.”

”How dare they!”

Gu Hong cursed loudly, pacing continually in the secret chamber.

”Back then, the East Sun Sect benefited so much from our Dark Abyss Sect. Every year they had disciples granted access for exchange learning within our Dark Abyss Sect. Even the Great Elder of the East Sun Sect was guided by Ancestor Tianyuan to step into the late stage of Nascent Soul. Now, without a fight, they surrendered, welcoming the enemy Tianyuan Daoist Sect into Eastern Wasteland!”

Lin Yonghua muttered, bewildered, ”The monkeys scatter when the tree falls; it’s an ordinary thing.”

”Ordinary thing?”

Gu Hong abruptly turned his head, full of anger.

”If everyone is like this, our Dark Abyss Sect would truly be gone.”

Lin Yonghua raised his head blankly, gazing at his hot-tempered junior brother.

”What do you want to do?”

”Do what?” Gu Hong retorted, ”Don’t you want to rebuild the Dark Abyss Sect and revive the glory of the Sacred Land?”

Lin Yonghua pointed at him, ”Rely on you?”

Then pointed at himself, ”Rely on me?”

Then, shaking his head, ”We are only at the early stage of Nascent Soul, what ability do we have to recreate the grand scene of a hundred sects coming to the Dark Abyss Sacred Land?”

Gu Hong’s anger was not dispelled by his self-defeatist words; instead, it surged even more, his words filled with spittle.

”Our Dark Abyss Sect has a vast family and business. Even if the Sacred Land is gone, Upper Nether City is destroyed, are there not any living people?”

”You are one, I am one, and there are Dark Abyss Sect disciples everywhere presiding over mundane affairs.”

”Moreover, Nascent Soul Sects that have benefited from our Sect are everywhere in the Eastern Wasteland. As long as we raise a flag, there will always be someone to come!”

Lin Yonghua listened to these words, the bewilderment on his face gradually fading.

But ultimately, he was still somewhat uninterested.

”All mediocre people!”

Yes, in his view, all the people and forces Gu Hong mentioned were just mediocre.

If they were truly talented, how could they be sent out by their sect to handle mundane affairs, wasting their cultivation time?

Not everyone is like Senior Brother Ye Lingtian, who, after leaving the sect, directly managed important affairs like a war between two clans.

Relying on such people to accomplish something is merely wishful thinking.

Gu Hong angrily shouted, ”Senior Brother, why are you so self-defeated, are you going to become like that East Sun Sect and establish your own sect?”

Lin Yonghua was somewhat tempted.

However, before he could express that idea, Gu Hong mentioned a name.

”Chong Ming!”

”Do not forget, Junior Brother Chong Ming is still alive!”

”He is the direct disciple of the Heize Ancestor, and in Zhongzhou he received the blessing of the Alchemy Saint. Now he has comprehended the True Intent of Laws and is traveling around. Someday, he may achieve the God Transformation Realm and recreate Dark Abyss!”

Lin Yonghua’s expression shook, recalling that junior brother.

His talent was indeed extraordinary.

Lin Yonghua mumbled, ”But now, we don’t know where he is?”

Seeing his senior brother loosen, Gu Hong’s anger slightly dissipated.

He calmly said, ”Therefore, we need to raise a big flag, gather the old forces, let the world know our Dark Abyss Sect hasn’t completely fallen, and attract Junior Brother Chong Ming’s attention.”

Lin Yonghua raised his head and asked, ”How do you plan to do it?”

Gu Hong’s mouth widened into a grim smile.

”Senior Brother has not been home recently, perhaps doesn’t know that the neighbor here is about to hold the Golden Core Ceremony for an Alchemy Sect disciple.”

”When the Sacred Land fell and the Alchemy Sect vanished, the world should have mourned, yet they don’t think of their ancestors, adopting this practice of a substitute celebration.”

”Wouldn’t you say their intent is malicious?”

Lin Yonghua furrowed his brow, ”You plan to strike at Luo Tian Sect, and re-establish Dark Abyss by killing a chicken to warn the monkeys?”

”Exactly!” Gu Hong nodded without hesitation and changed the subject, ”Back then, the Ancestor made us leave the Mingyuan Sacred Land and establish a clan here, not to spread branches and leaves, but to keep an eye on Luo Tian Sect. Once there is any movement from the Alchemy Sect in the Sacred Land, we should instantly take down Luo Tian Sect to control the Alchemy Sect.”

”Now that the Alchemy Sect is buried with the Dark Abyss Sect, this Luo Tian Sect has no reason to exist anymore!”

Lin Yonghua nodded, ”Indeed, no reason to exist anymore.”

The senior and junior brothers exchanged glances, finally reaching a tacit understanding.

From beginning to end, they never cared about Luo Tian Sect’s response nor considered whether they could succeed in taking it down.

Even with the strength Luo Tian Sect displayed outwardly not being weak, they never doubted their own strength.

This is the pride of Sacred Land Disciples!

They acted immediately, gathering clan disciples and marching north, intending to present a heavy gift for Qu Lingjun’s Golden Core Ceremony!