Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 1706: Chapter 626_3

But the master insisted on enduring the sharp wind blades slicing through her qi cyclone and the cyclone’s constant pulling.

As long as he didn’t order a stop, she dared not halt her actions.

From this, it was evident how terrifying the master’s physique was—far exceeding human cultivators, and even in her view, surpassing some Third-Order Demon Kings known for their robust physiques.

The time of a burning stick of incense felt exceptionally long.

Only when a weary ”Stop” echoed from within, did Tian Xuan finally breathe a sigh of relief and cease her demon technique.

At this moment, both the man and the woman looked pale.

The former due to being ”beaten,” and the latter due to excessive qi consumption.

A jade vial floated toward Tian Xuan.

”There are a hundred Starry Pills inside. They can replenish qi and also support cultivation. Take them.”

Tian Xuan accepted it with overwhelming joy.

She was well aware of the potency of elixirs from the Human Clan—with or without an elixir, the speed of cultivation was entirely different.

This batch of Starry Pills must have been refined by the master before leaving the Flying Swallow Islands years ago, as they hadn’t been consumed much or sold afterward. Now, they were her gain.

But...

Looking at Luo Chen, who was covered in scars and bloodstains, Tian Xuan couldn’t help but ask, ”Master, are you alright?”

Luo Chen grinned. ”How could I not be alright.”

Tian Xuan’s heart tightened. Could it be that her technique was too intense earlier?

”It’s a good thing. Don’t worry.”

Saying this, Luo Chen took out a jar of Fourth-Order Black Emperor Ointment from his storage ring and evenly applied it to himself.

The once-excruciating pain, after enduring it time and time again, had transformed into an itch.

Feeling the ointment’s medicinal power slowly integrate into his physique, Luo Chen couldn’t help but grin.

”Indeed, after extreme tempering, the absorption rate of Black Emperor Ointment increases remarkably!”

”This ointment was used by Luo Yun Sect to stabilize the form of puppets. Puppets are merely lifeless objects, their absorption efficiency is far too slow and inadequate. How could it compare to my proactive absorption?”

Noticing this transformation, Luo Chen’s confidence in advancing his body refinement progress to Primordial Fourth Order grew stronger.

”However, such self-destructive tempering mustn’t be overdone. The intervals need to be managed carefully.”

Luo Chen donned the Xuan Chen Armor and walked towards the outside of the island.

He turned back to Tian Xuan and instructed, ”In the future, once every ten days. Organize your schedule accordingly. Besides, how is the Nine Winds Banana Fan I purchased for you years ago holding up?”

Tian Xuan was taken aback. ”Isn’t my Whirlwind Sky Saber Technique powerful enough?”

”Right now, it’s sufficient, but it may not be in the future. When the time comes, you might have to use the Nine Winds Banana Fan to assist me in cultivation.”

Tian Xuan gulped and looked at Luo Chen with ever-increasing reverence.

Techniques are insufficient, and now it has already reached the point of wielding artifacts?

You must know, the Nine Winds Banana Fan is an Ascendant Grade Magic Item. She had nurtured it for two decades, yet could only grasp about sixty percent of its power so far.

If she accidentally injures the master, what should she do then!

”No, I must allocate more qi to nurturing the fan, ensuring its mastery for precise use.”

...

While awaiting the Black King’s return.

Luo Chen’s life became orderly again.

Qi refinement, body refinement, studying alchemical scriptures and classics, and occasionally personally refining a batch of elixirs.

He paid no mind to the external chaos and disturbances.

His lifestyle resembled that of a leisurely rogue cultivator, free like drifting clouds and wild cranes.

Occasionally, he would visit Longyuan Immortal City, stroll through its major shops, and hunt for treasures.

He often frequented the Demon Hunter Bureau, using his Star-Rated Monster Hunter privileges to actively gather information about the current state of the North Sea Cultivation World.

Remarkably, he didn’t limit himself to the North Sea—he focused on the Eastern Wasteland too.

Indeed, intermittently, he managed to gather a few useful pieces of information about the Eastern Wasteland.

For news to traverse from the Eastern Wasteland to the North Sea unequivocally signified that it wasn’t trivial. It had to be earth-shattering news, the kind that shook the Mountain Sea Realm—just like the annihilation of Yuan Mo Sect years ago, which had reverberated to the Eastern Wasteland.

What Luo Chen learned was that after the failed war at Xiao Yue Mountain Range, a wild beast tide erupted from the depths of Million Mountains, recklessly attacking the Eastern Wasteland Human Clan’s core territories.

This beast tide was overwhelmingly fierce!

More than half of the sixteen cultivation domains bordering Million Mountains were overrun.

It wasn’t until the Eastern Wasteland Holy Land Dark Abyss Sect personally intervened and rallied cultivators from all Thirty-six Realms of the Eastern Wasteland that the beast tide was forcefully repelled.

But this was merely the first Eastern Wasteland Beast Tide.

Ten years ago, the second beast tide erupted again!

This time, the demon beasts pouring out from Million Mountains didn’t launch a blanket attack as before but instead targeted five cultivation domains for focused assaults.

Even with the Dark Abyss Sect rallying forces again, they only managed to fend off two out of the five domains.

The other three were forcefully occupied by demon beasts, engaging in prolonged battles with the Eastern Wasteland Human Cultivators.

The intelligence regarding this stopped at this point.

As for the specific names of the affected cultivation domains, Luo Chen had not managed to uncover them.

What he most wanted to know about—the Xiao Yue Mountain Range and Yu Ding Realm—was of no consequence in the vast Mountain Sea Realm and naturally lacked any mention.

Even so, Luo Chen felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

In the North Sea, he was but an outsider.

The Eastern Wasteland alone was his ”home.”

There, he had his Dao Companion, his friends, and his disciples and subordinates.

Humans who live long inevitably have attachments.

Luo Chen’s cultivation years were brief, both his advantage and his weakness.

This weakness was that time couldn’t sever those attachments!

He himself wasn’t willing to let go either.

”In such turmoil, there mustn’t be anyone in the Eastern Wasteland paying attention to the Cangwu Mountain incident of years past. If I return, I might remain unharmed.”

Within the Star Dou Palace, Luo Chen, who had just completed meditation, entertained thoughts of luck.

However, such thoughts came quickly and dissipated just as fast.

A mere Golden Core Cultivator might dominate one region, but within a province where Nascent Soul Cultivators abound, he counted for little.

If someone truly subjected him to scrutiny, Luo Chen would surely be in serious trouble.

Only by advancing to the Nascent Soul Stage could he secure a position in this realm.

As for higher Divine Transformation Cultivators?

On this matter, Luo Chen wasn’t too concerned. Divine Transformation Cultivators typically wouldn’t act personally.

From what he knew, there had been only two instances where Divine Transformation Cultivators took action: one when a Dark Abyss Sect powerhouse attacked Cangwu Mountain, and another when the North Sea Demon Race assailed Yuan Mo Sect.

These were disputes between Holy Lands.

Concluding his cultivation, Luo Chen emerged from the Star Dou Palace.

Today, he intended to refine a batch of True Flame Pills as his stock was nearly depleted and needed replenishment.

Just then, Tian Xuan rushed in from outside.

Seeing her hurried appearance, Luo Chen was slightly surprised, then his expression grew serious.

”Did news arrive about the Black King?”

”No, a Golden Core Cultivator from Mount Moyun came specifically to visit you. He claims to be an old friend.”

”An old friend? Mount Moyun... The Moyun Cave Lord?”

”No, he claims to be Ding Yi.”

Luo Chen raised an eyebrow.

In his mind, the image of a portly yet thin-cheeked man surfaced.

Linking him to Mount Moyun.

In an instant, Luo Chen recalled the Moyun Cave Lord’s remark from years prior.

So it was him?

”Invite him in. I would like to see what matter has kept him from visiting me for so long, and why he’s here now.”