Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Little White knew that batch of Nascent Soul Formation Pills numbered around ten, but she hadn’t expected that seven people had managed to break through their Realm thanks to them.

She exclaimed in surprise, ”The success rate is that high?”

Chang Xi smoothed a lock of her black hair, sighing in admiration, ”Such a success rate truly shocked many people; some even questioned it. But in our occasional gatherings of Nascent Soul True Masters, we’ve discussed it in private—those seven really did succeed in Nascent Soul Formation after taking the Nascent Soul Formation Pills refined by the Alchemy Sect. The Alchemy Sect’s Pill Refinement Technique is truly peerless under heaven!”

Hearing someone praise her own master, Little White couldn’t help but smile as well, her heart delighted, wearing an expression of shared pride.

In truth, though Luo Chen’s Pill Refinement Technique was high, that batch of Nascent Soul Formation Pills he took out back then were mostly of Fourth Order Lower Quality. And besides the ones he refined himself, some had been gathered from the ruins of the Dark Abyss Sect.

The reason the success rate was so high was partly because the Nascent Soul Formation Pills were effective, and partly because those Golden Core Cultivators preparing for Nascent Soul Formation had deep foundations.

After all, Golden Core Cultivators preparing for Nascent Soul Formation at that age were the elite of the elite who had survived the two-hundred-year Human and Demon War, and they had the Sect’s full support—how could they not soar into the sky in a single leap?

As the two conversed, Nine Elements Peak had already come into view.

The Meng Ye they had seen earlier was now standing respectfully behind a domineering, gorgeously dressed man.

It was Jiuling Yuanjun!

He looked at Little White, and at the Black Dragon on her shoulder who had shrunk his size.

”Black King, it has been a long time.”

The Black King chuckled, ”Jiuling, I didn’t expect you to still remember me!”

Jiuling Yuanjun shook his head with a faint smile. Though he and the Black King had never interacted deeply, he had frequently gone to Baili Qingchuan in the past, and had at least met the other several times.

Then Jiuling Yuanjun’s gaze fell on Little White’s face.

”Does your master have some matter? Why did he not come in person, and instead sent you two?”

Little White spoke without hesitation as she took something out while talking.

”Master has important matters at present, so he couldn’t come. But it won’t be long before you should be able to meet him.”

The black great vat was taken out, along with an invitation.

Jiuling Yuanjun casually handed the black great vat to Chang Xi and received the invitation in his hand.

”Shouyang Discourse?”

Jiuling Yuanjun raised an eyebrow and carefully read the contents of the invitation. When he saw the true message, his breathing lost control for an instant and quickened.

A soft cry sounded from beside him.

Jiuling Yuanjun pressed down the shock in his heart. ”What is it?”

Chang Xi pointed at the black great vat.

This great vat was the Jiuling Sect’s inherited True Device, specially used to collect Nine Heavens Celestial Qi to aid the Jiuling Sect’s Nascent Soul True Masters in cultivation of powerful Slaughter Techniques.

A hundred years ago, Luo Chen had borrowed it.

Because of that, even Meng Ye, who had newly advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage in the past century, had not had the chance to cultivate the sect’s killing move.

Now Luo Chen had returned it, which was only natural.

But what surprised Chang Xi was that it was filled with Celestial Qi; a rough estimate showed there were at least over a thousand wisps.

Though it lacked Chi Xiao Qi, Purple Cloud Qi, and Jiang Xiao Qi, the quantities of the other six kinds of Celestial Qi were shocking enough.

Over a thousand wisps—this was an amount that an ordinary Nascent Soul True Master would find difficult to gather over an entire lifetime.

And its value was simply beyond measure!

Jiuling Yuanjun was naturally also shocked by Luo Chen’s grand gesture.

Taking a deep breath, Jiuling Yuanjun sighed, ”This is far too valuable. Brother Luo is being overly courteous.”

Little White said calmly, neither humble nor arrogant, ”This is a token of my master’s regard for borrowing your sect’s True Device to cultivate his Swordsmanship; there is no need to refuse. In addition, six years from now, for the Shouyang Mountain Discourse Assembly, we hope you will attend.”

Jiuling Yuanjun nodded solemnly. ”Reply to your master for me: I will definitely not be absent!”

Little White smiled; the first step of this task could be considered perfectly accomplished.

She and the Black King politely declined Jiuling Yuanjun’s attempt to have them stay and quickly left Nine Elements Peak.

Watching their departing backs, Jiuling Yuanjun seemed still to hear their bickering in his ears, about how they mustn’t make such a big commotion next time they visited a mountain.

He gripped the invitation tightly, his expression slightly dazed.

At his side, Meng Ye thought the Supreme Elder was shocked by Alchemy Sect Luo Chen’s grand gesture, but Chang Xi understood Jiuling Yuanjun, who was both teacher and elder brother to her, and knew it could not be so simple.

”Senior Brother, what is it?”

Jiuling Yuanjun said nothing, merely handed the invitation to the two of them.

Chang Xi and Meng Ye exchanged glances, then read the invitation together.

With just a single glance, a cry even more shocked than when they had seen the over thousand wisps of Nine Heavens Celestial Qi burst forth.

”Opportunity for God Transformation?!”

Jiuling Yuanjun let out a breath of turbid Qi. ”Alchemy Sect Luo Chen is forever so unexpected, forever so astonishing!”

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A towering Daoist Palace, its skeletal frame jagged and twisted.

Amid the forest of white bones, snakes and pythons intermingled, reeking of blood and stench.

Having changed back into his Black Daoist Robe, Luo Chen had been transmitted over from Cangwu Mountain. With a single step, he walked out of the White Bone Palace. Everywhere his gaze fell, the Mountain Group were clad in silver, all covered beneath accumulated snow.

His foot pressed onto the thick, frozen ground, and Luo Chen’s brows lifted slightly.

This Fourth Order Spirit Vein occupied by the White Bone Mysterious Snake was truly extraordinary!

No wonder, when Cang Long first charged at the Nascent Soul Stage, he had chosen his Transcending Tribulation site here.

Thinking of the events of those years, Luo Chen felt a moment of trance.

Great Snow Mountain!

Back then, he had fought for his life here and gained the opportunity for Core Formation.

Now, as he was about to leave this place, what he was heading toward was the next life-and-death struggle—the opportunity to break through to Divine Transformation.

”May this journey go smoothly.”

Murmuring softly, Luo Chen summoned a white cloud, cast out his Qi Power, turning it into a red cloud, then stepped onto it as if walking on level ground.

The red cloud drifted away, gradually departing from the Great Snow Mountain.