Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Will they succeed?

...

”Hui Niang, although you are the second, your steady temperament surpasses the eldest, and your natural talent is above the third. In the future, support your elder and younger brothers more. The three siblings, advance and retreat together!”

”In the future, I will be the Supreme, you will be the Sect Master, and I am assured to entrust the Luo Tian Sect to you.”

”Mother, why can’t Lingxi cultivate like them?”

...

”Second sister, why should that Nether Origin Pill go to Yang Pingdu? Is it because my foundation is inferior to his? Or is it because my contributions are less than his? I am your own brother!”

”Old Sect Master, you are so cruel to use us to nourish your son!”

”You are ultimately not like me; the one by our husband’s side is only me. Admit it, if not for you taking advantage back then, there should not have been a place for you beside him. Let go, why torment yourself? Luo Lingxi can already cultivate, and has even become the fourth generation Sect Master, what obsession do you still hold? Let it end, if you leave, I will take care of our husband, and Luo Lingxi’s only blemish will vanish along with you...”

...

In the silent Cave Mansion, the mature woman’s expression constantly changed.

Her whole body exuded a chaotic breath, and the surrounding Spirit Qi boiled like hot water, washing over the woman’s body again and again.

Faintly, a figure stood silently in a corner.

The presence of that person was extremely low, even if someone used Divine Consciousness to scan, eyes to see, or nose to smell, they would not discover his existence.

Crack!

In the silent Cave Mansion, a clear and audible cracking sound suddenly came.

The quietly standing figure moved abruptly.

He pointed a finger at the mature woman’s forehead and shouted in a low voice, yet it was like a great bell.

”Awaken!”

Boom!

The surrounding Spirit Qi receded like a tidal wave.

Terrifying yet gentle Qi Power flooded into the woman in an instant, suppressing the chaotic Qi-blood, and the shattering Golden Core entirely.

”Pfft...”

A mouthful of fresh blood was spat out, and the woman opened her eyes with difficulty.

In her pupils, a familiar face full of concerned expressions was reflected.

She gave a sorrowful smile, ”Husband, I have let you down.”

As soon as the words fell, the woman fainted.

Luo Chen held the still trembling body of the woman, gently channeling Qi Power again and again to soothe the disastrous condition within her, but no matter how he comforted, the frightening cracks on the Golden Core in her Sea of Qi continued to expand.

Luo Chen murmured with his lips, finally just letting out a gentle sigh.

”It’s good to be alive, it’s good...”

...

A year later.

Above the Nether Abyss.

A figure flew at high speed, and when reaching the middle, the figure suddenly descended, unfurled a Magic Boat, and rode it straight into the abyss.

Soon, the young figure broke into the Elixir Saint’s Blessed Land.

Two Early Stage Golden Core Cultivators guarding the gate were taken aback upon seeing the arrival, seemingly not expecting the sudden appearance.

But the two still greeted respectfully with a bow.

”Greetings, Sect Master!”

”Greetings, Sect Master!”

Luo Lingxi suppressed her urgent mood, nodded to the two, and then flew towards the Dan Dust Hall.

Behind him, seeing this scene, the two roughly understood the reason for his urgency.

The Old Sect Master, Nascent Soul Formation failed!

Luo Lingxi moved at high speed, not at all conserving Qi Power, heading straight for the Dan Dust Hall.

Before setting foot on the crimson mountain peak, he saw two figures leaning against the corner of the mountain, watching the sunset.

He intended to rush over directly, no longer maintaining the composure of a Sect Master.

But when he saw those two backs, he instinctively stopped his steps.

Only the moisture in his eyes spread.

Seemingly sensing something, the woman in the man’s arms made a faint sound like a mosquito.

”Is Lingxi back?”

The man, whose hair had turned white at some point, and whose face was full of wrinkles, turned his head.

”Come on over!”

Luo Lingxi moved with heavy steps, inching over.

”Father, Mother, why did you hide it from me?”

The elderly woman with a benevolent smile looked at the young man kneeling beside her, reached out and ruffled his head.

”Don’t blame your father; it was my idea. You hadn’t long assumed the position of Sect Master. Every day, every moment, every step, and every move affects your authority as Sect Master. What would it matter if you came back?”

”But, but...” Luo Lingxi’s lips trembled, instinctively casting a pleading look towards the towering peak he had revered all his life, ”Father, do you have no way either?”

Luo Chen remained silent.

Human strength sometimes reaches its limit, it is destiny.

Sima Huiniang was already decades older than him, and he himself was over four hundred years old, let alone her?

Especially those early years when she suffered severe injuries, even though he spent a considerable price to prolong her life, she still reached the limit of her lifespan.

The failure of Nascent Soul Formation ultimately expedited all of this.

Even the Color-fixing Pill could not maintain the decay caused by the decline of Qi Power and Qi-blood.

In the end, even this year, Luo Chen forcibly maintained her vital signs, it was only adding more pain to her.

Sima Huiniang smiled and knocked Luo Lingxi on the head.

”Don’t always think of relying on your father; you’ve grown up.”

”The road ahead, you must depend on yourself.”

”Now that you have finally become promising, I am very happy, just a pity that I cannot witness you achieving Nascent Soul Formation or even Divine Transformation.”

”What a pity...”

The woman’s voice gradually weakened until her hand fell.

Luo Lingxi knelt heavily, unable to control his sobbing.

Luo Chen silently watched all this, only holding the body in his arms a bit tighter.