Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Luo Chen murmured, gently stroking the statue in his hand.

The carving was rather peculiar. It clearly depicted a human, yet it had two horns atop its head. Moreover, its body was jet-black, with blood vessels intricately designed, covered by a layer of blood-colored halo.

It didn’t match any Demon Realm races recorded in the Refining Heaven Demon Monarch texts, nor was it a human demon clan.

”What on earth is this carving supposed to be?”

At just a glance, the statue exuded a boundless vitality and a powerful physical presence!

Black King mentioned it carried a Body Refinement method for a reason.

But this Body Refinement method didn’t actually manifest; it seemed to require some sort of secret technique.

Luo Chen composed himself to study it carefully.

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Half a year later.

Aboard the Frost Eagle Shuttle, Luo Chen held the ”demon statue,” his gaze focused.

Infusing it with Qi Power, the statue remained motionless.

When Luo Chen applied Origin Force, the blood-colored halo began to flow rapidly, coursing through those blood vessels.

But when it reached the critical nodes, the halo suddenly stagnated.

Clearly, Qi Power couldn’t activate this statue; even with Qi-blood condensed Origin Force, it could barely move it, unable to manifest the true method.

Luo Chen had roughly guessed how to activate this item.

One needs pure Demonic Qi to activate the demon statue and manifest its complete method. Otherwise, even Desolate Beast Origin Force could barely follow a small portion of the power route.

But in today’s world, who possesses such pure Demonic Qi?

For a moment, two figures surfaced in Luo Chen’s mind.

One was the crazed independent cultivator who recently lay in the Blood Lake of Ye Mo Sky. If he managed to transform into a Demon Race physique, generating Demonic Qi is natural.

The other was Ning Yuzhuo, whom he met in the South Border, someone likely a True Disciple of the Yuan Mo Vein.

”When there’s time, I’ll look for the two of them!”

Luo Chen put away the demon statue, just as Black King’s voice came from outside.

”Master, we’ve arrived at the Flying Swallow Islands.”

Luo Chen slowly walked out, standing atop the levitating Nine Heavens’ shuttle, his gaze distant as he looked below.

In his Divine Consciousness, a woman in a blue dress quietly tended the herbs in the medicinal garden, with numerous Spirit Fish freely swimming in the small lake beside her.

”Middle Stage Golden Core. All these years, Haixin hasn’t slacked in her cultivation!”

Black King probed, ”Master, do you want to meet the mistress?”

Luo Chen pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

”Forget it!”

”My future is still uncertain, why drag her into it? Besides, with Haixin’s current strength, she can’t be of much help to me.”

”Let her live peacefully here!”

Having said that, Luo Chen adjusted the shuttle’s direction, heading east.

Little White finally realized something, looking towards the island that resembled a soaring swallow; she vaguely observed with her Divine Consciousness the silhouette of an enchanting, shapely woman.

That should be the Dao Companion in the North Sea Black King mentioned before.

Is her name Cheng Haixin?

While Little White pondered, the Frost Eagle Shuttle quickly left the Flying Swallow Islands and soon landed on a deserted island teeming with sea birds and mist.

Little White was puzzled, why stop here?

”Master, aren’t we heading back to the Eastern Wasteland?”

Luo Chen put away the Frost Eagle Shuttle, smiling slightly, and walked into the mountain in the island’s center.

”The way home is inside!”

Parting the vines, he entered the cave, where an ancient yet magnificent teleportation formation lay quietly.

Luo Chen bent down to inspect it, then stood up satisfied.

”Sure enough, as I thought, Qi Xia Emperor repaired this teleportation formation when traveling from the North Sea to the Eastern Wasteland.”

Luo Chen turned, looking at one human and one ghost.

This super long-distance, cross-continent teleportation formation is convenient, but it also requires much of the ”passengers.”

In the past, he and Han Zhan relied on the Cyan Simurgh Feather to barely teleport over.

Now, wanting to bring both with him, and without the Simurgh Feather, he must rely on his own strength.

Seeing Luo Chen’s contemplative gaze, Black King immediately reacted, spiraling around Luo Chen’s arm and raising its head.

”Master, you don’t need to worry. I won’t let the tragedy of teleporting to Zhongzhou happen again.”

Luo Chen fell silent.

There was indeed such an accident during teleportation once.

That time, without informing Fu Chaosheng and others, he discreetly teleported with Black King from the North Sea to Zhongzhou, which resulted in a disaster.

The Dragon Qiu Black King carried was crushed by the teleportation formation’s pressure, its Blood of Dragon Qiu polluting a Zhongzhou teleportation formation.

The Fu Family paid a hefty price for compensation.

That blood-dyed Zhongzhou disaster was considered ominous by some.

In retrospect, that disaster was a harbinger; this time, his return was meant to bring chaos to Zhongzhou and the Tianyuan Daoist Sect.

Luo Chen exhaled a breath of turbid air, motioning to Little White.

”Let’s go!”

He trembled all over, unleashing boundless Qi Power to envelop Little White, also imparting a bit of power to Black King.

Casting out a few Top Grade Spirit Stones, they fit into the array grooves.

With a thought, the array rumbled to life.

With a roar!

A mighty beam shot skyward, tearing through the void before disappearing in an instant.

Hundreds of miles away in the Flying Swallow Islands, on Yao Yue Island of Ten Mile Flat Lake, a woman in a blue dress was engrossed in nurturing the garden’s herbs.

She wasn’t skilled in Pill Refinement, planting these herbs was merely a pastime.

If possible, upon meeting Luo Chen again, she could surprise him with some herbs, given he was a Pill Refiner.

This garden contained some rare herbs, some of which were thought lost, revived through her efforts.

But when they might meet again, Cheng Haixin couldn’t be sure.

Suddenly!

She instinctively looked up towards the horizon.

A light beam shot skyward, slicing through the void towards the east. Though it vanished quickly, she glimpsed its trace.

For some reason, seeing that beam made her heart tighten for a moment.

”Strange?”

Cheng Haixin muttered, pausing her work, before flying towards the beam’s origin with Glint.

Soon after, she descended upon the Nameless Deserted Island, hesitantly entering the cave.

A familiar aura greeted her instantly.

Her lips pressed tight.

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The teleportation formation can be seen as an evolved form of the Great Shift Array.

Rather than randomly dropping someone from one end to another, it transfers them through the void.

But the vast spatial pressure causes many to lose consciousness during transit, creating an illusion of instant movement.

Luo Chen had grown accustomed to this sensation, expecting to arrive at Cangwu Mountain upon awakening.

This time, however, was different.

He remained conscious!

He clearly saw himself traverse the void, passing by numerous space nodes, with layers and layers of spatial waves rippling like water.

This strange experience wasn’t just from his Primordial Spirit’s keen observation before transmission, but also a unique talent.

”Is it the Space Talent I obtained from Qing Shuang?”

”It wasn’t this evident before!”

Thoughts swirling, Luo Chen’s gaze seemed to pierce through the void.

Beside him, Little White had already fainted, Black King’s situation was slightly better, but its body began trembling. Luo Chen specially replenished part of his Qi Power.

From his sleeve, the Soul-Refining Flag emitted a slight crack, but it quickly faded.

With the power of a Fifth Order Kui Ox Ghost God, it could endure such a long-distance transmission.

”It’s going smoothly!”

Amidst upheaval, gripping Little White and Black King, Luo Chen’s figure appeared on the underground transmission array platform.

Scanning his surroundings, Luo Chen breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Cangwu Mountain was reached!

Crisp footsteps resounded as Luo Chen’s Divine Perception swept, recognizing the newcomer.

Deputy Hall Master Youquan of Transmitting Truth Hall.

Here, Luo Chen should withdraw his Divine Perception.

Yet he inexplicably paused, instinctively glancing upward.

A cold yet familiar Divine Perception met his.

Luo Chen’s lips parted slightly, surprised, ”You’ve reached Divine Transformation?”