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Chapter 377: Path to Nascent Soul (Part 4)

Before entering the core territory of the Alchemy Dao Alliance, Lan Changʼan performed a careful divination.

The results revealed no significant dangers—only minor obstacles, none of which would pose a serious threat.

This was expected, the risk of refining an Infant Transformation Pill with a Nascent Soul-level alchemist was inherently low. Moreover, the Alchemy Dao Alliance as a neutral faction valued its reputation and strict adherence to rules.

A few days later, Lan Changʼan arrived in Qiu Kingdom, one of the nine cultivation nations within the Alchemy Dao Alliance.

Its resources and spiritual land were comparable to the Liang Kingdom, possessing only a single fourth-rank spirit vein.

Alchemist Le was a revered alchemist of Qiu Kingdom’s Nascent Soul sect, Fire Refining Pavilion, and a senior elder of the Alchemy Dao Alliance.

His status was extraordinary.

He resided atop Earthfire Peak, a mountain dedicated solely to his alchemy, located within Fire Refining Pavilion’s fourth-rank spirit land.

This mountain was entirely separate, with its own formation barriers, keeping outsiders at bay.

As Lan Changʼan approached Earthfire Peak, his presence radiated a subtle yet overwhelming pressure—the aura of a late-stage Core Formation cultivator.

A moment later, he descended gracefully upon the blazing-hot peak, his blue scholar’s robe swaying lightly.

Inside the reception hall, numerous high-ranking cultivators were gathered, mostly mid-to-late-stage Core Formation experts.

All had come seeking Alchemist Le’s alchemy services.

The arrival of a new late-stage Core Formation cultivator barely drew their attention—

They merely glanced at him briefly before returning to their discussions.

A middle-aged steward at the Fake Dan stage stepped forward, bowing politely.

”Honored guest, may I ask your purpose for visiting Earthfire Peak?”

Lan Changʼan smiled warmly yet humbly.

”I am Xu Xuan, a cultivator from the outer regions. I have come seeking Alchemist Le to refine pills.”

For this meeting, he had concealed his true identity, ensuring that his Infant Transformation Pill request would not be publicly known too soon.

The steward nodded knowingly.

”You are most welcome, Fellow Daoist Xu. However, Alchemist Le is currently refining a batch of pills and is unable to meet guests at this time.”

He continued with routine instructions:

”If you wish to commission a pill, you must first register with Earthfire Peak and await your scheduled appointment.”

”For pills below fourth-rank, our other esteemed alchemists are available to assist.”

Lan Changʼan glanced briefly around the hall—

It was clear that even late-stage Core Formation cultivators had to queue for months or years to receive Alchemist Le’s services unless they had special connections.

Lan Changʼan remained calm.

”This request is from a senior cultivator. I must speak with Alchemist Le directly.”

At the same time, he silently formed a hidden hand seal with a hand behind his back, activating a secret transmission method left by Alchemist Le years ago.

The steward hesitated.

”This... may I ask the honored name of the senior behind you, Fellow Daoist Xu? Once Master Le emerges from seclusion, I will convey the message at the first opportunity.”

The middle-aged False Dan cultivator appeared somewhat hesitant but remained strictly professional.

A fourth-rank alchemy grandmaster held such status that even Nascent Soul True Monarchs would seek their pills with respect and courtesy.

Lan Changʼan merely smiled without responding. At that moment, he sensed a Nascent Soul cultivator’s spiritual sense sweeping down from the summit of Earthfire Peak—likely Alchemist Le had received the message.

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Moments later—

A graceful figure flew down from the summit.

She wore a flowing light blue gown, her crescent-moon eyebrows and gentle almond eyes radiating a cool elegance.

Her aura carried a faint fragrance, like an orchid blooming in twilight.

Her descent immediately caused a stir among the waiting cultivators.

”Le Immortal!”

”Fairy Qingni!”

The gathered experts rose in respect, offering courteous greetings.

This was Le Qingni, Alchemist Le’s granddaughter and his closest surviving bloodline.

A mid-stage Core Formation cultivator, she was known for both her outstanding talent and her aloof nature.

Even as she flew past several admiring cultivators, she merely nodded slightly, maintaining her dignified composure.

Upon reaching Lan Changʼan, she offered a small courtesy bow and extended a hand.

”Fellow Daoist, please follow me to the inner hall.”

She gazed at him with subtle curiosity.

Her grandfather rarely allowed interruptions during alchemy—

Even when Nascent Soul True Monarchʼs disciples came to visit, they would never receive such a direct invitation.

Yet today, a Core Formation cultivator she had never seen before was granted such special treatment.

”Sorry for the trouble, Fairy Le.”

Lan Changʼan cupped his hands with a warm smile and followed Le Qingni as they flew toward the depths of Earthfire Peak.

”Blatantly cutting in line, outrageous!”

”Who is this person, that Alchemist Le would make such an exception?”

This scene caused several high-ranking cultivators waiting in line to murmur in displeasure, their expressions sour.

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Inside the Danfire Hall’s side chamber, Lan Changʼan and Le Qingni were seated as two attendant maids served tea before retreating silently.

Le Qingni sat calm and composed, entertaining her guest with grace.

”Fellow Daoist Xu, my grandfather is still refining a pill. He will be available in about half a day.”

”No rush, I have plenty of time.”

”Might I ask, Fellow Daoist Xu, under which senior do you study? And what kind of pill are you requesting?”

Her tone was curious yet polite, subtly testing Lan Changʼan’s background.

”I come from a Nascent Soul sect in the Central Region and require a fourth-rank spirit pill.”

His answer was deliberately vague.

Such a response nearly made Le Qingni roll her eyes. Wasn’t that obvious?

With this personʼs cultivation and status, if Alchemist Le was treating him with such courtesy, he was undoubtedly here to refine a fourth-rank spirit pill.

Suddenly, a thought struck her, and her gaze flickered.

”Fellow Daoist Xu, could it be that youʼre here to refine an Infant Transformation Pill?”

Lan Changʼan paused momentarily.

He had not expected her to guess correctly so quickly.

However, considering her close relationship with Alchemist Le, it was only a matter of time before she found out.

Rather than deny it, he nodded.

”Indeed.”

Le Qingni’s smile faded slightly, her eyes darkening.

For a brief moment, she fell silent, her previously lighthearted tone becoming more distant and indifferent.

Less than half a day later.

From the alchemy hall across the courtyard, a pillar of radiant pill energy shot skyward, exuding a powerful spiritual pressure.

”Pill energy piercing the heavens, this is the phenomenon of a fourth-rank spirit pill.”

Lan Changʼan lifted his gaze, instantly analyzing the aura, it was likely a cultivation-enhancing pill.

At the Nascent Soul level, fourth-rank pills contained profound Dao resonance, and every successful refinement produced a visible phenomenon.

Of course, this was far less dramatic than the spectacle of a cultivator breaking through to Nascent Soul, and only those nearby would notice.

As a third-rank alchemist, Lan Changʼan understood the alchemical principles behind it.

Unfortunately, his innate talent for alchemy was merely average.

His skills had barely reached third-rank mid-grade, as he had spent too much time honing multiple disciplines instead of specializing.

Shortly after, the doors of the refining chamber swung open.

Three figures stepped out.

At the forefront was a white-haired elder—Alchemist Le himself.

Beside him was a black-robed cultivator, wearing a wide bamboo hat, exuding a faint demonic aura, and a young and handsome man in a regal purple robe.

The black-robed cultivator’s face was flushed with excitement as he spoke respectfully:

”Alchemist Le, your alchemy skills have already reached the threshold of fourth-rank mid-grade! Of this batch of ten Purple Yuan Pills, nine were of genuine quality! If my master were to learn of this, he will undoubtedly be pleased!”

Lan Changʼan glanced briefly at the black-robed cultivator—

His cultivation method was clearly demonic, though such practices were common in the Great Yuan.

Meanwhile, the purple-robed youth was clearly unrelated to him.

Lan Changʼan sensed traces of fiery pill energy still lingering around him.

Lan Changʼan guessed this must be ʼBig Brother Chuʼ, Le Qingni’s senior disciple, Chu Yang.

Chu Yang was a Core Formation prodigy, rumored to be Le’s most talented alchemical student.

His alchemy skills had already reached the threshold of fourth-rank with peak Core Formation cultivation stage, and frequently assisted Alchemist Le to lessen his workload.

Chu Yang bid farewell to the black-robed cultivator, then cast a quick glance toward the side hall where Lan Changʼan and Le Qingni were seated.

His gaze lingered on Le Qingni for a brief moment before moving on.

”Fellow Daoist Xiang, your disguise is exceptional.”

Alchemist Le greeted him with a warm smile.

”Had you not sent your signal, I might not have recognized you.”

Lan Changʼan rose respectfully and returned the greeting.

”Greetings, Alchemist Le.”

With a simple motion, he wiped his face, revealing the familiar appearance of the bald-headed Xiang Dalong.

Seeing that Alchemist Le had no intention of hiding his identity, it was evident that he had complete trust in his own granddaughter.

Besides, his future dealings with the Le family might carry over to Le Qingni.

Le Qingni’s expression subtly changed.

”Xiang Dalong?”

Her impression of him dropped slightly.

Compared to his earlier refined and scholarly appearance, the bald-headed version of him looked more rugged and less distinguished.

”Why is he hiding his real identity?”

She eyed him suspiciously, wondering if he had something to hide.

In truth, Lan Changʼan had always kept his original appearance in the Great Yuan—

It was only after traveling through the spatial rift that he had lost his hair, leaving him permanently bald unless he intentionally used his Evergreen Technique to heal it.

His altered skin texture and aged features were also deliberate modifications, making him appear more rugged and seasoned.

For someone planning to break through to Nascent Soul, appearing too young and flawless might invite unnecessary suspicion.

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To Lan Changʼan’s mild surprise, Le Qingni did not recognize his name.

However, after a brief reflection, he realized this was only natural.

The Alchemy Dao Alliance and the Great Yu Kingdom were located in entirely different regions of the Great Yuan’s Central Domain, separated by a vast distance.

It was akin to the relationship between the Righteous Dao Alliance and the Seven Kingdoms Alliance in Great Qing’s Eastern Region—

Lan Changʼan had stayed in the Righteous Dao Alliance, yet even he was unfamiliar with many high-level cultivators from the Seven Kingdoms Alliance.

Unless someone was widely renowned or actively monitored, their background was unlikely to be known.

Moreover, Alchemist Le had only referred to him as “Immortal Xiang” without revealing his full name or sect affiliation.

After brief pleasantries, Alchemist Le moved directly to the main topic.

”Immortal Xiang, have you gathered all the necessary ingredients?”

Lan Changʼan nodded and took out a collection of rare herbs.

”Everything is prepared, except for the Tianying Fruit.”

He placed several priceless medicinal treasures on the table, including the Moonfall Flower, the Miluo Grass, and over ten additional auxiliary ingredients, each highly coveted.

These resources had all been painstakingly acquired by Lan Changʼan himself, a remarkable feat for a loose cultivator.

Had it not been for Cyanwood True Monarch’s ambush in the Seven Kingdoms Alliance, he might have even secured the Tianying Fruit on his own.

At the time, he had learned of its whereabouts from the Heavenly Net Sect, but the fruit was still a century too young.

However, that had been decades ago.

With sufficient investment, there were other methods to accelerate the maturation of spiritual herbs, not just limited to the Evergreen Technique.

While the Evergreen Technique was superior, alternative methods simply required higher costs.

Alchemist Le carefully inspected the materials alongside Le Qingni.

Le Qingni, as Alchemist Leʼs granddaughter, was also a third-rank mid-grade alchemist.

However, her talent in alchemy was inferior to that of Chu Yang, the sect’s true alchemy prodigy.

”This Tianying Fruit, please verify it as well, Immortal Xiang.”

Once the materials were verified, Alchemist Le retrieved a small green jade box.

He opened it, revealing a semi-translucent, emerald-colored spiritual fruit, vaguely shaped like an infant.

A faint, mystical fragrance wafted through the air, capable of entrancing the soul—

As if carrying the echoes of heavenly hymns from an unseen realm.

Lan Changʼan examined the fruit carefully, then nodded in satisfaction.

”Good. The Tianying Fruit has matured perfectly.”

With the knowledge of his three Nascent Soul memories, he had naturally seen both this fruit and the Infant Transformation Pill before.

At that moment, the doors swung open, and a youthful voice rang out.

”Master. Qingni.”

Chu Yang had returned after seeing off the previous guest.

As soon as he laid eyes on the refined medicinal ingredients, especially the Tianying Fruit, his expression subtly changed.

He knew well that this particular fruit had been in Alchemist Le’s possession for years.

As his closest disciple, both he and Le Qingni had always assumed it would be used within the sect.

”Chu Yang, youʼve been performing well lately. You will assist me in refining the Infant Transformation Pill.”

Alchemist Le gathered the ingredients and gestured casually.

”Yes, Master.”

Chu Yang responded immediately.

For any aspiring fourth-rank alchemist, witnessing the refinement of an Infant Transformation Pill was a valuable and rare opportunity.

Even assisting in such an endeavor would yield invaluable insights.

Alchemist Le turned to Lan Changʼan, offering a brief explanation.

”Immortal Xiang, rest assured—Chu Yang has experience assisting me with Infant Transformation Pill refinement before. As a quasi-fourth-rank alchemist, his expertise will help alleviate pressure and improve our success rate.”

”That would be ideal.” Lan Changʼan smiled.

While it was true that Chu Yang would gain valuable experience, it was never a bad thing for a quasi fourth-rank and fourth-rank alchemist to join forces.

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Alchemist Le and Chu Yang entered the alchemy hall first, followed closely by Lan Changʼan.

Le Qingni remained outside, standing silently with a conflicted expression—her lips slightly pursed, her clear eyes filled with an unspoken grievance.

Just as Lan Changʼan was about to enter, he noticed a brief exchange of glances between Chu Yang and Le Qingni.

Though he could not hear their words, he immediately recognized the subtle understanding between them.

”So these two are close. Given how much effort Alchemist Le is investing in Chu Yang… perhaps he will be a future grandson-in-law.”

Inside, Chu Yang activated the formation, igniting the spiritual fire within the alchemy furnace.

According to Alchemist Le’s rules, outsiders were not permitted to observe his alchemy techniques.

As a fourth-rank alchemy grandmaster, his methods were secrets of his craft—meant only for his successors.

Seeing this, Lan Changʼan wisely took his leave, stepping out of the hall.

In the courtyard outside, Le Qingni stood motionless, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, carrying a hint of sorrow and frustration.

Her delicate, graceful figure, combined with her gloomy demeanor, made her appear especially fragile and pitiable.

However, as Lan Changʼan approached, she quickly straightened herself, masking her emotions with an air of elegance and indifference.

Lan Changʼan wasted no time.

”Fairy Le, your Senior Brother Chu has already reached the peak of Core Formation. Has he ever attempted the Nascent Soul breakthrough?”

Le Qingni hesitated briefly before answering in a low voice.

”Senior Brother Chu attempted to form his Nascent Soul years ago… but he failed.”

A failed breakthrough to Nascent Soul was no small setback—in most cases, it meant a cultivator’s potential had been severely damaged.

Sensing Lan Changʼan’s concerns, Le Qingni added:

”Grandfather only allows each disciple to use one Infant Transformation Pill. Since Senior Brother Chu has already had his chance, he will not receive another.”

Hearing this, Lan Changʼan relaxed slightly.

He could easily deduce that although Chu Yang was a genius in alchemy, his cultivation talent wasnʼt top-tier. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to survive after failing to breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage.

Alchemist Le, considering that Chu Yang was his son-in-law and the successor of his mantle, would help him at most once.

Having failed once, his vitality would be significantly damaged, and the chances of success would be even lower next time.

Therefore, Chu Yang had no reason to covet the Infant Transformation Pill that was being refined.

Lan Changʼan guessed that Le Qingniʼs cultivation talent was probably better than Chu Yang’s, though she was much younger. She would also eventually need the Infant Transformation Pill.

However, from the mid-stage of the Core Formation to the peak of the late stage would take at least a hundred years, if not more. Preparing for the Infant Transformation Pill too early wasnʼt wise.

With Alchemist Le’s lifespan running out, he might hope that after his passing, Le Qingni and Chu Yang would support each other. In the future, Chu Yang was expected to become a fourth-rank alchemist and could help her granddaughter ascend to Nascent Soul, and take care of the other descendants of the family.

”Alchemist Le’s arrangements may not have been fully explained to his granddaughter,” Lan Changʼan observed.

The reason for Le Qingni’s displeasure was clear.

Her grandfather was using the Tianying Fruit to refine a pill for an outsider, yet wasn’t leaving it for her, his own granddaughter.

It was only natural for her to feel some frustration.

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Inside the alchemy hall, the earth fire scorched the air. Even with formations to isolate the heat, a sense of warmth still lingered.

Le Qingni had been there for half a day but wasnʼt in the mood to accompany Lan Changʼan or speak.

She turned to leave.

”Eh! Fairy Le, I believe you don’t have urgent matters. Why don’t you stay and chat with me for a bit?” Lan Changʼan raised his arm casually, smiling ambiguously, trying to keep her there.

”Immortal Xiang, please show some respect,” Le Qingni replied.

Her voice carried a hint of anger, she felt that this bald cultivator was acting far too familiarly.

As the granddaughter of a fourth-rank alchemist, she was always treated with the utmost respect—many Nascent Soul disciples would eagerly curry favor with her.

And yet, here was this mysterious loose cultivator, speaking to her with a borderline playful tone, as though he expected her to accompany him willingly.

Lan Changʼan’s expression remained lighthearted.

”Fairy Le, don’t misunderstand. I simply wish for us to share a cup of tea and discuss cultivation for at most ten days, or half a month.”

”Once the pill is complete, you are, of course, free to go.”

Le Qingni’s gaze turned colder.

”Immortal Xiang, rest assured. I would never reveal anything about the Infant Transformation Pillʼs refinement.”

She let out a soft huff, flicked her sleeve, and walked away without another word.

How dare this person doubt her character? Her irritation was clear, she had no patience to sit around babysitting this arrogant bald cultivator.

However, just as she reached the courtyard’s exit, a creature emerged from the ground, blocking her path.

A dog-sized, yellow-furred rodent surfaced silently, its eyes gleaming with a predatory light.

Le Qingni instinctively opened her mouth to scold it, but as soon as her eyes met the creature’s, her entire body froze.

A suffocating pressure descended upon her.

The rat’s black pupils burned with a cold, predatory hunger, brimming with ancient demonic malice.

For a moment, every drop of blood in her veins felt as though it had turned to ice.

”…Transformation Demon King!”

Le Qingni trembled uncontrollably.

Though she was a talented alchemist, her actual combat experience was limited.

The sheer weight of the rat’s aura, a genuine fourth-rank demon beast was enough to leave her paralyzed with fear.

Even speaking became difficult, as though her lungs refused to function properly.

Luckily, the aura only locked onto her for a moment.

”Lord Earthrock, be polite to Fairy Le.”

The invisible demonic pressure lifted.

Le Qingni snapped back to reality, breaking into a cold sweat as she instinctively staggered backward, her face drained of color.

Looking at Fairy Le, who was still startled and nearly scared out of her wits, Lan Changʼan inwardly shook his head.

It was obvious that this woman was a greenhouse-grown Core Formation cultivator, lacking battle experience and having had it too easy in life.

However, it was understandable. A mid-stage Core Formation cultivator facing the intimidation of a Fourth-Rank Demon King would indeed be terrified. Most people wouldnʼt be able to withstand it.

In the side chamber of Danfire Hall, Le Qingni poured tea gracefully, her expression sweet yet formal.

Her lowering herself to accompany a mere Core Formation cultivator like this was the first time.

However, her subtle glances toward the ”little rat demon” outside betrayed her true thoughts, by now, she had fully realized Xiang Dalong’s true identity.

In the Alchemy Dao Alliance, she had once heard rumors of a Core Formation cultivator in Great Yu who possessed a fourth-rank demon beast as his pet, and she was envious of him at that time.

But now she found herself accompanying this guest of Nascent Soul-level importance, so how could she dare to be slow?

Moreover, her grandfather had personally instructed her to entertain Xiang Dalong before entering closed-door alchemy.

At first, she had dismissed the task out of resentment—but now, she realized she had no grounds to complain.

Waiting for an alchemy process to finish was a tormenting experience, making each passing day feel like an eternity.

Yet, with Le Qingni’s company, time became more bearable.

They spent their days playing chess, drinking tea, and discussing the Dao, this made the waiting time not so boring.

Ten days later.

A pillar of pill energy burst through the skies, accompanied by a faint heavenly chant that resonated across the entire mountain range.

”A fourth-rank pill!”

”As expected of Alchemist Le, he’s produced another fourth-rank pill so soon!”

Inside Fire Refining Pavilion’s guest hall, numerous high-level cultivators exclaimed in awe.

Only those well-versed in alchemy could decipher the type of pill refined based on the aura it emitted.

A short distance away, even Fire Refining Pavilion’s Supreme Elder, a Nascent Soul True Monarch, narrowed his eyes.

”Hmm? Judging by that aura… could it be an Infant Transformation Pill?”

The Supreme Elder of the Fire Refining Pavilion was also a master alchemist but had only barely reached the fourth-rank, his skills not matching those of Alchemist Le.

The Supreme Elder didnʼt react with surprise, though he was somewhat curious. After all, Alchemist Le wasnʼt attempting the refinement of the Infant Transformation Pill for the first time.

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Inside the alchemy hall, the furnace dimmed, and the pill refinement was complete.

”I lived up to Immortal Xiangʼs expectations.”

Alchemist Le stepped forward, his face glowing with satisfaction.

In his palm lay a radiant, emerald-colored pill, its surface semi-transparent, glowing like a tiny flickering firefly.

The moment Lan Changʼan laid eyes on it, his excitement surged.

”A Genuine Infant Transformation Pill!”

He immediately stored the pill away under the yearning gazes of Chu Yang and Le Qingni.

With this, every resource necessary for his Nascent Soul breakthrough was now secured.

Although the Alchemy Dao Alliance was a safe place to cultivate, Lan Changʼan had no intention of breaking through here.

Such a privilege often came at a cost, those who borrowed a fourth-rank spirit vein for such purposes typically had to sign a contract, pledging at least a hundred years of service.

Given his ties to the Yunxia Sect, this was not an option.

”The signs of the Infant Transformation Pill are detectable by seasoned alchemy masters, especially within the territory of the Alchemy Dao Alliance. The news has likely already leaked.”

He had expected this.

A fourth-rank pill refinement would always trigger a natural phenomenon, one that even fourth-rank formations couldn’t fully conceal.

Although he had no personal enemies in the Alchemy Dao Alliance, the information would eventually reach Great Yu, and if Great Snake Mountain or other enemy forces got wind of it, they might attempt an ambush.

”No time to waste, I must return immediately.”

If he could reach Yunxia Sect before any adversaries set their plans in motion, the threat would be neutralized entirely.

”I won’t keep Immortal Xiang as a guest. But I hope Immortal Xiang remembers our previous agreement.”

Alchemist Le understood Lan Changʼanʼs feelings, a smile on his face, and made no further attempts to keep him.

Back then, he had helped True Monarch Yunlan refine a fourth-rank spiritual pill. Afterward, the latter was ambushed when leaving the Alchemy Dao Alliance, leading to a deterioration of the relationship with the Yunxia Sect.

“Rest assured, Alchemist Le. Even if I fail to ascend to Nascent Soul, Lord Earthrock will remember this favor,” said Lan Changʼan, as he bid farewell to Alchemist Le and exchanged pleasantries with Chu Yang and Le Qingni.

After the farewell, Lan Changʼan transformed into a streak of azure light and vanished into the horizon, his speed so fast that it far exceeded the peak of Core Formation, leaving others in awe.

Watching him depart at incredible speed, two Core Formation cultivators from Earthfire Peak attempted to pursue him out of curiosity only to immediately fall behind.

His speed was simply too great.

As for Nascent Soul-level cultivators, them pursuing him would be too high-profile and be considered a violation of sect neutrality.

Thus, no one attempted to interfere.

”Grandfather, do you think this person has a chance of breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage?”

Le Qingni gazed at the direction where Lan Changʼanʼs flying light had disappeared, her feelings complicated and somewhat unsettled.

In the past ten days, she had reluctantly accompanied that bald-headed Immortal Xiang and he had even used the Tianying Fruit that originally belonged to her.

She had no good feelings for Xiang Dalong and even hoped he would fail to breakthrough to Nascent Soul.

”This person is older, probably around 380 years old. By all logic, his chances of advancing to Nascent Soul are rather low.”

Alchemist Le stroked his beard, nodding thoughtfully.

As a grandmaster alchemist and a Nascent Soul True Monarch, he naturally possessed secret methods to gauge the approximate age of cultivators.

Having been in close contact with Lan Changʼan multiple times, it was difficult for this to be concealed.

”Hmph! At such an old age, wasting a precious Infant Transformation Pill.”

Le Qingni and Chu Yang, upon learning Lan Changʼanʼs approximate age, were both somewhat surprised and filled with regret.

”However, this person gives me a different feeling. Whether he can succeed or not to break through to Nascent Soul is still uncertain.”

Alchemist Le, having made an agreement with Lan Changʼan, had naturally gathered and analyzed his information, discovering some unusual aspects.

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A few days later,

Lan Changʼan gradually flew away from the influence of the Alchemy Dao Alliance.

To increase his speed, he had Lord Earthrock revert to its Demon King form to fly at an accelerated pace.

To ensure his safety, he performed a divination every day, not sparing his lifespan, to calculate the best route.

Perhaps it was the swift return, or perhaps the protection of the fourth-rank demon beast ensured the safety of the Infant Transformation Pill, but until he was far from the Alchemy Dao Alliance’s territory, nothing unexpected occurred.

Half a month later,

Lan Changʼan traveled without incident, returning to the Great Yu Kingdomʼs domain and successfully arriving at the mountain gate of Yunxia Sect.