Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 1535: Chapter 569: Dock Mix-Up, The So-Called Holy Land_3

”Enough of that, let’s not talk about this anymore. Take inventory of the goods on the ship and prepare to go ashore to trade. Also, inform the other passengers... Eh, where is Fellow Daoist Luo Hai?”

Bai Xiang’s Spirit Consciousness swept over, but Luo Hai was nowhere to be seen.

Someone casually said: ”Maybe he took the opportunity to leave the ship during the chaos!”

Bai Xiang frowned, Luo Hai was indeed odd.

Despite being well-versed in human relations and mastery in negotiation, his behavior after boarding the ship was quite peculiar, and now he left for Coldlight Island without notifying anyone.

After pondering for a long while, he helplessly shook his head.

”Perhaps I was mistaken, he’s just a newbie who learned some worldly wisdom from his clan elders. That’s why he behaves well in some areas, and impulsively in others. But with the intertwining powers on Coldlight Island, him roaming alone could lead to trouble if he provokes someone he shouldn’t.”

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The newbie mentioned by Bai Xiang, Luo Hai, was currently walking on Coldlight Island.

Stepping on solid land, the drifting feeling of being on the ship instantly dispersed.

Luo Chen attentively observed the local customs and traditions here.

The buildings eroded by the sea breeze, the clothing style quite different from the Eastern Wasteland, the accent in their speech...

These were all superficial!

In fact, he was communicating joyfully with Han Zhan through Divine Consciousness Voice Transmission.

”It’s just like you thought, the Mo Luo Sect is paying close attention to you; someone has already come to wait for you before your arrival.”

”Hehe, luckily I have He Yuan as a decoy, keeping me from their gaze at first.”

”It seems they value you highly, why go through all these roundabouts?”

”Before I fully understand what kind of person Blood Nightmare Mo Luo is, I dare not make contact with him.”

At that, Luo Chen slightly slowed his pace.

”It’s strange, why would He Yuan, a Golden Core True Master, speak so disrespectfully to Blood Nightmare Mo Luo, a Nascent Soul True Master? It completely contradicts my previous impressions of the Immortal Cultivation World, where cultivation and realm are supreme.”

Han Zhan chuckled lightly, ”Does it really contradict? Think again!”

Luo Chen furrowed his brows, and an image suddenly emerged in his mind.

It was Tao Wen winning the Seed Cultivator Position, becoming a Dao Zi of Qingdan Valley, and visiting Tian Lan Immortal City for the first time.

He remembered clearly, initially, the only Foundation Establishment Stage Tao Wen was accompanied by a Golden Core True Master, who evidently followed Tao Wen’s commands.

Luo Chen pondered thoughtfully.

Han Zhan continued leisurely: ”It seems you’ve figured it out. Although you’ve established a Golden Core Sect before, you’re not properly from a Great Sect, and not familiar with some matters within major sects.”

”Inside a Sect, realm and strength can indeed affect a cultivator’s status. But there are some who can bypass these limitations.”

”That is the ’genius’!”

”Talented geniuses with exceptional potential are the hope of a sect. For this future hope, sects are willing to invest disproportionately large resources on them. Elixirs, magic items, cultivation techniques... Even having higher realm cultivators personally protect them, ensuring they successfully tap into their talents and become top powerhouses of the sect.”

Luo Chen replied, ”You mean to say, He Yuan is such a genius?”

Han Zhan hummed affirmatively, ”More or less! After all, he is someone who managed to cultivate pure demonic Qi during the Golden Core Period, and he is directly descended from the most prestigious Yuan Mo Vein of the Yuan Mo Sect. This kind of Divine Transformation Holy Land, where the number of Nascent Soul experts surpasses ordinary Nascent Soul Ascendant Sects. This results in the status of Nascent Soul True Masters within the sect not being as elevated as you rogue cultivators might think.”

Where there are many, value decreases.

The principle of rarity creating value is something Luo Chen understands.

Understanding is one thing, but seeing Nascent Soul True Masters being disregarded by Golden Core Cultivators was really jarring.

”The Holy Land doesn’t care how many Nascent Soul True Masters are under them; what they want are the seeds capable of achieving Divine Transformation Stage. This also leads to the position of hopeful Divine Transformation Golden Core Cultivators surpassing some ordinary Nascent Soul True Masters.”

Luo Chen found this hard to accept, ”How can there be anything ordinary about achieving the Nascent Soul Realm?”

”What we call ordinary excellence isn’t judged by higher or lower realms, but in horizontal comparison. Our cultivation journey is a ruthless filtering, selecting the best from hundreds. A Foundation Establishment Cultivator is naturally formidable among thousands of Qi Refinement Cultivators. But if they are among a hundred other Foundation Establishments, there would still be distinctions, discussions of who is outstanding and who is ordinary. Why would it be any different for Nascent Soul True Masters?”

Luo Chen opened his mouth, but eventually said resignedly: ”Maybe, it’s not that I don’t understand Nascent Soul True Masters, but that I don’t understand what a Divine Transformation Holy Land truly is!”

Han Zhan laughed, but this time the laughter was not carefree, carrying a trace of somber bitterness.

In front of a Divine Transformation Holy Land, these Nascent Soul True Masters that emerged among millions of cultivators really counted for nothing.

Even powerful individuals like the True Master Shenyuan of the Five Elements Divine Sect and Master He Huan of Hehuan Sect, famous late-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators, still desperately sought an opportunity to cultivate in Holy Lands to no avail.

Divine Transformation Holy Land, that is the true supreme ruler of the Mountain Sea Realm!

Moving past this somber topic, Han Zhan asked, ”What do you plan to do next?”

Luo Chen mustered a slight smile, ”Didn’t I think it through already? First, I’ll settle down in Feileng City, then watch and adapt to the situation.”

Han Zhan did not object.

In the lingering sunset glow, the man in black carrying a long white object gradually approached a grand city gleaming with green, emitting a cold eerie hue.