Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 1052: Chapter 417: Guests Arrive, Friends Depart_2

”Friend Luo said it’s quite special, other people come to my Danxia Peak often stroll through the mountains, enjoying the beautiful scenery. Only you, passing up exchanges with your peers to wander around this mountain wilderness.”

Han Zheng gave a carefree smile, ”Beautiful landscapes can be seen everywhere in the Immortal Cultivation World. But there’s a different charm in the pleasures of the fields.”

Luo Chen raised an eyebrow and shook his head, ”What you see as enjoyable, for the low-rank Rogue Cultivators, is hard work.”

Han Zheng gave a slight shrug.

”Since you are so compassionate towards your subordinates, why not reduce their workload and give them more time for cultivation?”

Luo Chen calmly said, ”Being able to provide for them is already not easy. Reducing their workload would, in fact, impact their own incomes.”

He spoke the truth.

For Luo Tian Creed to have such status in Tianlan, had been indeed not easy.

In the grand scheme of things, it was through numerous battles of blood and fire.

On the smaller scale, it also couldn’t be separated from the struggle and hard work of the bottom-level cultivators.

As of now, he, Luo Chen, was not yet capable of what a Great Sect could do, allowing some disciples to leave their labor behind, not engage in production, and focus solely on cultivation.

Even he, Luo Chen, had to occasionally personally engage in Pill Refinement to solidify the relationship with the Ice Castle.

However, Han Zheng had a different opinion.

”My Luo Yun Sect has recently developed a type of small Puppet that can replace cultivators in their work. Even if it can’t perform detailed tasks, it can still handle rough plowing.”

”One or two Spirit Fields won’t show much effect, but with more, it can significantly reduce the burden on the bottom-level cultivators.”

”If Friend is interested, I could make the arrangements and order a batch for you.”

Luo Chen was surprised.

He hadn’t expected that this Luo Yun Sect True Disciple, known far and wide, not only focused on cultivation and battle but also concerned himself with peddling his sect’s Puppets.

He laughed wryly and waved his hand.

”Forget it, the Luo Tian Creed doesn’t have many Spirit Fields to speak of, it’s not yet time to need the assistance of Puppets.”

Han Zheng did not insist, he merely made a casual mention.

But through this idle chat,

the two had shed the initial unfamiliarity.

Their ensuing conversation flowed much more easily.

”I heard Friend Luo had saved three of my Luo Yun Sect disciples on the battlefield of Accumulation Thunder Mountain?”

”It was merely a trifling effort.”

”Although a trifling effort, it did lead to the death of Zheng Tianfang, causing you to offend the Rolling Dragon Ridge Zheng Family and bring about a fierce battle.”

”The Zheng Family’s attack was not primarily for that reason, you don’t need to concern yourself.”

Han Zheng furrowed his brow.

His gaze continually sized up Luo Chen, trying to find some trace of familiarity.

According to the information he’d gathered, Luo Chen was the most likely person to have rescued him in the Divine Transformation Relics of Bai Ye Cave Mansion.

But some things still needed confirmation.

”Rumor has it that Friend Luo personally opened the entrance to the Divine Transformation Relics and was the first to enter...”

Luo Chen nodded calmly, ”Indeed, that’s what happened, but I was severely injured at the time and didn’t explore the relics, only focusing on healing my wounds.”

This assertion was one he intended to stand firm on.

Otherwise, he would have more people asking in the future.

Besides, he really hadn’t explored much of the Divine Transformation Relics.

It simply wasn’t an opportunity his realm could reach.

Han Zheng was not concerned about that, but asked with implication, ”When did Friend leave the Immortal Mansion?”

”Roughly half a year after the relics were opened, I guess!”

Half a year?

Han Zheng frowned, the timing didn’t match!

He asked with determination, ”On the way out, did you get involved in any battles?”

”No, I always keep a low-profile, and I don’t like to fight and kill.”

Another denial.

Han Zheng felt a bit of confusion.

However!

After a brief period of confusion, he realized Luo Chen seemed to be deliberately distancing himself from Luo Yun Sect, or perhaps, from himself?

If it really was him who had saved him back then, he would inevitably have to bear the karma of killing Peach Mountain Xuan Yu.

And behind Xuan Yu was the Peach Blossom Ancestor of Hundred Flowers Palace...

Gradually, Han Zheng understood Luo Chen’s motives.

He didn’t pursue further, instead saying with a smile, ”Regardless, I must still thank Friend for the kindness of rescuing my Falling Cloud Sect disciples.”

Such an ambiguous statement!

Was it about saving Qin Yuanjiang and the three, or saving Han Zheng himself?

After all, they were all Sect Disciples of the Luo Yun Sect!

Luo Chen looked deeply at him and said no more.

He knew some of his methods couldn’t be hidden from others.

The battle against Xuan Yu in the Divine Transformation Relics, although rushed, had exposed his incredibly fast Speed, formidable physique, and the Fiery Cloud Wings.

These traits had also been revealed in the battle outside Danxia Peak, which led to his widely famous feat of instantly killing several Great Cultivators.

If Han Zheng cared to think about it a little, he could tell that it was Luo Chen who had saved him.

But some matters were better left tacitly understood by both parties.

To have Luo Chen personally admit it was something he would never do.

”Friend Han is a rare visitor to Tianlan, why not stay a few more days, allowing me to host you and wash away the dust of travel?”

”There’s no need for that.”

Faced with Luo Chen’s invitation, Han Zheng seemed to have anticipated it and declined.

”I have some Sect Missions to attend to, and I won’t be staying long in Tianlan.”

Sect Missions?

Luo Chen frowned slightly and looked around.

”What about Qin Yuanjiang?”

Han Zheng sighed, ”Oh, my disciple, he’s probably still in the mountains at the back. I’m not one for sad sights, that’s why I came here to wait for him.”

The mountains at the back... the graveyard.

Luo Chen nodded.

”I apologize, but I must excuse myself.”