Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 2522: Chapter 926:

What kind of mighty flames could incinerate a Great Demon Emperor?

Perhaps, only these pure white flames before us, capable of melting gold and forging iron!

Luo Chen glanced at him and said indifferently, ”Have you guessed my identity?”

Without hesitation, Old Monster Ge half-knelt on the ground with a thud.

”Former True Disciple of Fireworks Ancient Island, Ge Wangji, greets the elder from the Alchemy Sect!”

”Fireworks Ancient Island?” Luo Chen’s lips slightly curved, ”Are you a descendant of an old acquaintance? What relation do you have with Xiao Shiniang?”

”She was my master!”

”I remember Friend Xiao perished in the battle of Lingtian Pass. As her disciple, why didn’t you rebuild the sect after your master fell, and instead became an unknown Rogue Cultivator in this desolate city?”

”As just one person cultivating alone, I am already filled with trepidation, let alone reviving the sect’s name. Moreover, the East Desolate Immortal World is now under the control and enslavement of the Tianyuan Daoist Sect, with the potential for renewed conflict with the Demon Clan. In such a grand situation, even if I were to rebuild Fireworks Ancient Island, it would merely be cannon fodder. So, it’s better to be a Rogue Cultivator, free and unshackled.”

Upon hearing this answer, Luo Chen couldn’t help but sigh softly.

Rogue Cultivators win in freedom, but their struggles are known only to themselves.

Ge Wangji is actually a good name.

Amidst the warfare, he chooses to forget machinations, pursuing a nature of non-action, transcending worldly concerns.

”Meeting you by chance in your Cave Mansion to transcend tribulation is a form of fate.”

”However, the identity of my Sect is sensitive and unsuitable for exposure. Furthermore, after today, I’m afraid this Cave Mansion will be difficult to preserve, and you will no longer have a place for cultivation.”

”Therefore, I give you two choices. The first is to join my Luotian Sect as a Guest Elder. And the second...”

Ge Wangji, without any hesitation, fully knelt down and kowtowed to Luo Chen.

”I choose the first option!”

He didn’t even listen to what the second choice was.

Luo Chen laughed heartily, for how can a mere Golden Core Cultivator talk about transcending worldly concerns?

This Ge Wangji is indeed someone who knows the situation well.

Of course, his actions could be seen as bullying the weak with the strong.

With a wave of his hand, a Jade Vial fell in front of Ge Wangji.

”Seeing you staring at the Nascent Soul Formation Pill in a trance, I suppose you are approaching a cultivation bottleneck. This shall be the first reward for being a Guest Elder of the Luotian Sect!”

Ge Wangji accepted the Jade Vial, his heart pounding wildly.

While he claimed not to want to be embroiled in worldly affairs or to fight with others.

Yet he missed the splendid days protected by a great power, where he needed only to focus on cultivation.

The Alchemy Sect, truly generous!

At that moment, Cang Long was already entering dangerous territory transcending tribulation in the Outer World.

A cultivator’s life, if smooth, would experience Three Nines Heavenly Tribulation, a total of three times, with three rounds each time.

Cang Long had already passed the first two rounds, but the third and last round had yet to descend, merely gathering power.

In the unspeakable anticipation, Cang Long was continually gasping for breath, her heart sinking further and further.

The previous two rounds had already far surpassed the complete three rounds she’d faced in the past.

She couldn’t imagine the power of that final Heavenly Tribulation round.

Thunderbolts as thick as water buckets were flashing continuously in the clouds, gradually forming figures.

A total of nine strings!

Cang Long gasped in surprise, and those watching nearby were even more astonished.

How could there be such terrifying Thunder Tribulation?

The long-awaited Heavenly Punishment left no time for reaction.

Nine bolts of thunder descended with a roar.

At that moment.

A figure suddenly appeared, standing before Cang Long.

Five fingers spread wide, formed a fist.

Immediately, a punch was thrown out!

Boom!

The majestic sound resonated, making countless people’s heads buzz, and the ever-destroying electric light stung the eyes.

In Cang Long’s shocked gaze, Luo Chen, bathed in the thunderous rain, gently released five Sword Pills from his body, enveloping a large amount of liquid metal formed after the Nine Yang Geng Metal melted, and charged straight into the thunderclouds.