Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

After completely nurturing the sword to the Spirit Treasure level, the artifact spirit broke free from its ignorance and awakened its spirit intelligence.

Along with some memories of this beast from its previous life, Luo Chen learned something.

Its origin is quite unique, being a type of demon beast known as ”Tusu” in the Demon Realm.

This beast rarely appears and often devours the power of the mother to grow upon birth, and it is rumored to have a notorious reputation as a great beast of evil in the Demon Realm.

But Little Tu was somewhat unfortunate.

There were eight other siblings born alongside it, causing its power to be too dispersed.

The nine young Tusu fought amongst themselves, and eventually only Little Tu survived, but it was also on the brink of death.

The Refining Heaven Demon Monarch happened upon it and merged it into a specially refined True Treasure Sword, intending to make use of waste products and seemingly experimenting with artificial artifact spirits.

Later, this sword was passed around and eventually fell into Luo Chen’s hands. After drinking copious amounts of fresh blood and undergoing Sword Qi tempering, it finally reached the Spirit Treasure rank.

At this moment, the Yuan Tu Sword, under which three Great Powers have fallen, had thoroughly unleashed its ferocity.

Perceiving Luo Chen’s intention, it fiercely glared at the Bone Umbrella amid the raging flames.

With a low growl, it directly charged in.

Luo Chen’s method was simple.

Since the umbrella spirit did not want to communicate with him, let the sword spirit, also an artifact spirit, communicate with it.

Both are artifact spirits, and both originated from the Refining Heaven Demon Monarch; it counts as a different kind of origin.

It should be much better than forcing the treasure into submission himself.

Watching Little Tu the sword spirit go in, Luo Chen waited with a smile.

However, as the Bone Umbrella slowly unfolded, the smile faded from Luo Chen’s face.

He did not know what happened inside.

He only knew that within the tightly closed Bone Umbrella, a dormant breath awakened with a powerful stance, suppressing the sword spirit.

Though the sword spirit was at a disadvantage, its fierce nature could not be subdued.

The continuous collisions between the two caused the surrounding flames to shake restlessly.

Witnessing this scene, Luo Chen hid his worry.

”Could it be, forget it?”

”The sword spirit was just recently condensed; if it were to be damaged inside, it would not be worth the loss.”

Just as Luo Chen was about to give up, the floating and tightly closed Bone Umbrella suddenly opened.

Whiz!

A streak of blood light shot out.

Manifesting the virtual image of a small beast, wagging its head and tail proudly in front of Luo Chen.

As if seeking credit?

”Did it succeed?”

Luo Chen watched the Bone Umbrella unfurl like a blossom with anticipation.

A white, ethereal figure slowly condensed and took shape.

It was a young girl, vibrant like a flower, with a bone-chilling aura, carrying a look of melancholy.

Upon seeing Luo Chen, she gracefully bowed.

”Little Bone greets the master.”

Did it really work?

Luo Chen was taken aback, subconsciously glancing at the sword spirit.

Little Tu was rolling on the Yuan Tu Sword, immensely comfortable.

Just when he expended all his efforts to no avail, it was achieved effortlessly!

Luo Chen let out a sigh of relief, then released a trace of divine perception, which the umbrella spirit did not reject and released its prohibition.

Once they made contact, some vague fragments of memory floated in Luo Chen’s mind.

The most recent was a river of Sword Qi, akin to a star stream, washing over it.

The most joyful was when the Bone Umbrella opened, and the girl smiled sweetly.

But the most painful...

The solitary island, the perilous cliff, the turbulence of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, a Fire Phoenix tore through the sturdy umbrella face!

Boom!

Luo Chen felt a heavy blow and was suddenly awakened, eyes filled with shock.

”Qi Xia Emperor!”

Upon seeing the mournful and pitiful young girl, Luo Chen understood what had transpired with her.

During the battle at Soulbreak Cliff, the Five Elders of Tianyuan used this Spiritual Treasure as the foundation to construct an unparalleled array, attempting to trap and kill Qi Xia Emperor.

However, the ultimate result was a near success!

Qi Xia Emperor forcibly broke the formation, slaughtered four Divine Transformation Great Powers, and escaped Soulbreak Cliff under the attack of the Refining Void Wilderness Soul Hanging Wilderness.

Liancheng narrowly escaped death and returned to the Tianyuan Daoist Sect with the Bone Burial Umbrella.

But the severe damage Qi Xia Emperor inflicted on the Bone Burial Umbrella could not be healed in the short term, allowing Luo Chen’s spectacular sword to break through it.

”You’ve been through a lot.”

After the shock, Luo Chen’s expression was complex, reaching out to summon the Bone Burial Umbrella.

Just a little more!

Just a little more, and this Bone Burial Umbrella would have been the sixth Spiritual Treasure destroyed by Qi Xia Emperor.

Fortunately, the battle at Soulbreak Cliff was within the Mountain Sea Realm, restraining Qi Xia Emperor’s power, thereby saving the Bone Burial Umbrella.

Had it been in the Mystic Realm during the battle between Qi Xia Emperor and Refining Heaven Demon Monarch, the unrestricted peak of the Void Refining Stage power could have destroyed the Bone Burial Umbrella itself.

”From now on, you’ll follow me. I’ll find a way to repair you.”

Gently touching the barely visible but heart-stopping crack on the umbrella surface, a strand of scorching power seemed faintly perceptible.

It was not from the Earth Fire of Dan Dust Hall, but a familiar flame.

Nirvana Sacred Fire!

If the injury was caused by this fire, he might have a way to gradually repair it.

The girl in white lightly nodded, then vanished into the Bone Umbrella.

With a thought, Luo Chen drew in two streams of starlight into his body.

Inside the Purple Mansion.

The Nascent Soul Small People sat cross-legged in the center, clad in black armor, holding a blood sword, while a Bone Umbrella unfurled overhead, continuously absorbing strands of Qi Power dispersing from the Nascent Soul Small People.

In the distance, the Fire Bird soared in spirals, and the Fire Tree withered and drooped.

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A day in the mountain, a thousand years in the world.

Residing in the Elixir Saint’s Blessed Land, even without any special temporal flow differences, the High Order Cultivators in seclusion here could still feel the passage of time indifferent.