Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

A profound shackle of the Great Dao descends, a profound shackle of freedom loosens.

In the midst of coming and going, Di Tu’s emotions are complex.

He bows three times to Luo Chen, then solemnly places the Ping Mountain Crown on his head.

”Master, farewell.”

”Friend, please!”

The man in the golden robe stands up and strides confidently out of the hall.

After he departs, Luo Chen does not leave the Dan Dust Hall immediately, but waits quietly.

After a moment, Tian Xuan enters.

”Master, they have arrived.”

”Let them in!”

Two figures enter from outside the hall, one after the other.

One is graceful and handsome, his aura as mighty as a mountain.

The other is bald with large ears, with an imposing Buddha-like presence.

Luo Chen smiles, ”Thank you for your hard work in this battle.”

”It was just a matter of fulfilling an agreement, Friend Luo, no need to thank me.” Deng Taiyue waves his hand, nonchalantly, ”Besides, without the help of Friend Kong Chan and another friend, I would have found it difficult to stop the reinforcements from Li Bei.”

”Another person?” Luo Chen shows a look of surprise, his gaze falling on Demon Monk Kongchan.

Kong Chan clasps his hands together and explains, ”It was Feng Independent Cultivator! He has regained his senses and emerged from Ye Mo Sky, though I don’t know why he suddenly appeared to help us at that time.”

Luo Chen seems to understand.

After pondering for a while, he says slowly, ”Regarding Feng Independent Cultivator, once I achieve Divine Transformation, I will pay him a visit.”

Deng Taiyue’s eyes brighten, ”Friend, are you about to achieve Divine Transformation?”

Luo Chen shakes his head with a wry smile, ”Divine Transformation is necessary, but it’s not urgent at this moment. After the battle with Liancheng, my wounds are far from healed, and I’ll need more time to recover and plan.”

Upon hearing this, Deng Taiyue appears somewhat disappointed.

But he knows how dangerous it is for Luo Chen to fight across realms, it’s no joke to be unharmed.

He’s just curious about what preparations Luo Chen will make to break through to Divine Transformation, so he might learn a thing or two for himself.

Perhaps seeing through Deng Taiyue’s thoughts, Luo Chen suddenly reminds him, ”Brother Deng, although you have comprehended the Earth Origin and your realm has reached Late-stage Nascent Soul, you might experience an illusion of resonance with the heavens and earth from time to time. However, breaking through to the God Transformation Realm in that state is extremely dangerous. In my opinion, you should lay a solid foundation, achieve Late-stage Nascent Soul Perfection, and then seek the opportunity for breakthrough.”

”This...” Deng Taiyue hesitates slightly. He naturally understands the simplest truth in Luo Chen’s words: foundation is the most important, haste makes waste. But in daily cultivation, the feeling of being able to instantly ascend is certainly not false. He doesn’t know if he misses the occasional opportunity, whether he’ll have another chance like that.

Should he seize the opportunity, or plan slowly?

Luo Chen does not persuade further, only giving a pointer.

”You still lack a Fifth Order Spirit Vein; when I achieve the God Transformation Realm, I will give you an answer.”

Deng Taiyue nods, ”Then Brother Deng will await your good news, Friend Luo.”

Luo Chen smiles, then turns his gaze to Kong Chan.

The Demon Monk feels uneasy under his gaze.

He understands that Luo Chen might fulfill his promise and grant him freedom.

This was what he had originally hoped for.

But for some reason, at this moment, he feels a bit regretful.

Before Luo Chen can speak, Demon Monk Kong Chan suddenly kneels on one knee.

”Master, this humble monk is willing to serve you for another five hundred years, at your command!”

Beside him, Deng Taiyue widens his eyes, seemingly never considering this possibility?

This Great Demon Emperor from the North Sea, in the Late-stage Nascent Soul, is actually Luo Chen’s Spiritual Pet?

Moreover, it seems Luo Chen intends to set him free, yet he is reluctant to leave.

What’s the logic behind this?

Is there really anyone in this world who willingly bows and scrapes, becoming a slave or servant?

Luo Chen looks at him with a half-smiling expression, ”Have you thought it through? No regrets?”

Kong Chan, disregarding the dignity of a Great Demon Emperor, bows to Luo Chen, the Skull Buddha Beads on his neck clinking lightly.

”This humble monk has no regrets!”

”Hehe, very well, there’s no need for five hundred years. When I ascend, I will return your freedom.”

Luo Chen laughs, not probing further.

Some choose to leave, others choose to stay; it’s all a matter of personal choice.

In the end, who will regret, and who will be pleased, who can say for certain?

Noticing the fatigue on Luo Chen’s face, Deng Taiyue chats with him for a while before taking his leave.

Upon leaving the great hall, he glances at the delighted bald monk, hesitant to speak, but finally clasps his hands together.

”Friend Kong Chan, do visit our Great Pan Peak of the Taishan Sect when you have the time.”

”Sure, sure, sure!”

Kong Chan responds with a cheerful smile.

He can naturally discern the meaning behind Deng Taiyue’s peculiar expression.

Perhaps it’s contempt for his own obedience, or perhaps regret for the camaraderie they once shared, but how could the other know what he truly desires?

If Luo Chen truly gave him freedom, then what?

Return to the North Sea for bitter cultivation? That would be too arduous.

Venture into the Oblivion Sea? That would be too dangerous.

It’s better to stay by Luo Chen’s side and listen to his True Words!

One must know, this is a most extraordinary existence who defies the Great Power!

Moreover, when he speaks of the upcoming breakthrough to Divine Transformation, it seems assured, without the slightest anxiety or hesitation typical of a Nascent Soul Late-Stage Cultivator before a breakthrough.

At worst, if he can earn a share of the previously sought-after Ti Hu Pill, that would be a delightful affair too!

Kong Chan rubs his bald head, curious as he looks at the grand Elixir Saint’s Blessed Land.

”Let’s take a stroll around my future new home!”

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Be it Di Tu and Kong Chan’s vastly different choices, or whether Deng Taiyue will take a risky breakthrough,