Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 1987: Chapter 731: Homeless Dog, Luo Chen’s Vengeance

A group of people arrived in Divine Yuan City.

This was not unusual. Although Divine Yuan City was vaguely surrounded by the Demon Beast Alliance Army, the reputation of the Central Continent Heaven Dao Sect had lingered over it for years, and the Demon Beasts had never truly attacked the city. Thus, cultivators had been coming and going continuously.

However, this particular group of new arrivals attracted attention from all sides as soon as they entered the city.

They varied in realm; most were at the Foundation Establishment or Golden Core Realm, relatively young, and included both men and women.

The only thing they had in common was the family emblem of a coral flower pattern on their clothing.

These people were drenched with the scent of blood, their expressions numb yet with a glimmer of relief from having survived a catastrophe.

In secret, Divine Consciousnesses were communicating with each other.

”Are these cultivators from the Coral Sea Zhou Family?”

”From that emblematic family badge, it seems so. To think that among the three Nascent Soul Families of the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering, the Coral Sea Zhou Family is the one that persevered to the end.”

”The Tianqu Chen Family has the formidable chasm of the Desperate Drain to rely on, and Wu Zhong Valley is said to never allow a single demon to return, yet both were breached in just a few years under the Demon Union’s army. On the contrary, the unremarkable Coral Sea Zhou Family, with no natural defenses, managed to hold out for twenty years. Remarkable...”

”It’s indeed commendable to have held on this long, but the Zhou Family, once numbering over a billion with more than ten thousand cultivators, is now reduced to just this handful of people.”

”Friend Li, shall we find a chance to visit Ancestor of the Zhou Family? Though he was once over eight hundred years old and stuck at the Fourth Layer of Nascent Soul, seemingly just a relic in the grave, it turns out he must have had unfathomable depths to lead the family cultivators through the siege!”

”Agreed!”

The team of dozens of Zhou Family survivors were undergoing checks by the cultivators of Divine Yuan City.

And they discovered that their ancestor had disappeared since entering the city.

For a moment, they couldn’t help but be filled with anxiety.

The ancestor was their sky!

Now that the sky was gone, everyone was flustered.

Eventually, a wise elder stepped forward to reassure everyone, saying that the ancestor had gone to meet some friends to arrange a place for the family cultivators to settle.

After such comfort, everyone finally calmed down.

However, under the scrutinizing gaze of the many unfamiliar cultivators in Divine Yuan City, the Zhou Family cultivators couldn’t help but lower their heads like homeless dogs.

...

At the foot of Little Qiong Mountain, an old man in a green robe hesitated, but finally took a step into the mountain.

As he entered, clouds and fog parted for him, creating a path.

This indicated that the master of the place had acknowledged his arrival.

Seeing this, the old man in the green robe felt oddly reassured.

He proceeded all the way and eventually saw a young man with a smiling face in a pavilion on the mountainside.

The young man wore a white gown, with a gold and red cloud-patterned belt around his waist, and his jet-black long hair cascaded at the back, held together with just a wooden hairpin.

The young man smiled slightly and shook his head when he saw him.

”Friend, following my spiritual pet uninvited, isn’t that a bit disrespectful?”

The old man in the green robe hesitated, looking at the young man’s appearance, so different from his memory, and momentarily couldn’t confirm.

He cautiously asked, ”Demon King Qingyang Luo Hai?”

Luo Chen’s lips curved slightly, ”I am Luo Chen, also known as the Independent Cultivator Huang.”

Luo Hai, Luo Chen?

Demon Monarch, Independent Cultivator?

The old man in the green robe shook his head, ”I don’t know who you truly are. Perhaps the title of Independent Cultivator Huang is just one of your aliases. But that black Flood Dragon, I recognize it as the spiritual pet of Demon King Qingyang, the Master of Peng Lake of the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering.”

Luo Chen retorted, ”Does the spiritual pet of Demon King Qingyang have such capabilities?”

The old man in the green robe fell silent for a moment but soon spoke firmly, ”If Demon King Qingyang can become the Independent Cultivator Huang, then his spiritual pet showing such progress is only natural.”

Luo Chen was speechless.

Since emerging from seclusion, his false identities had successively been exposed to Fu Chaosheng and the Ancestor of the Zhou Family, but it wasn’t because his disguises were lacking, but rather due to the exposure by his two high-order spiritual pets.

From this perspective, among high-order cultivators, to perfectly hide oneself, it is no longer limited to name, appearance, breath, and divine consciousness.

Divergent divine consciousnesses and Qi power, completely different emblematic techniques, and even one’s mode of transport, spiritual pets, and servants, all these aspects must be considered.

Given this, there was no need to conceal any longer.

Luo Chen smiled slightly, made a gesture, and said with a bow, ”I am Luo Chen, greetings Friend Zhou.”

The old man in the green robe sighed in relief and returned the bow, ”Zhou Yunshen, greetings Friend Luo.”

He was already convinced that the person in front of him was indeed Demon King Qingyang who had gained widespread fame during the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering. With such solemn formality, he reckoned that ”Luo Chen” was his true name.

However...

Zhou Yunshen sensed the faint mana fluctuation on the other man and his unabashed divine consciousness, and felt a deep sense of awe.

”I was celebrating my eight-hundredth birthday, and you were just at the Golden Core Realm, yet within just a few decades, you have broken through to the Nascent Soul Stage. It’s truly astonishing!”

Luo Chen chuckled, ”Haven’t you also hidden depths? The world thinks you are only at the Fourth Layer of Nascent Soul and nearing the end of your years, yet they do not know you reached the Sixth Layer long ago, merely a step away from the Seventh Level Great Cultivator Realm.”

During the days of the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering, Luo Chen had not remained behind closed doors.

He not only cultivated goodwill within the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering’s internal members but also established connections with the three primary external forces that composed it.

Wu Zhong Valley didn’t need much elaboration.

And the Coral Sea Zhou Family was the faction he was most deeply connected with.

Not only did a Zhou Family girl marry Zhang Jiadi, who worked on his behalf, but he also once attended the eight-hundredth birthday celebration of Zhou Yunshen, the Ancestor of the Zhou Family, and even received a personal meeting with him at that time.