Immortality Begins as an Alchemy Master 153

Chapter 132: Wang Ge, You’ve Gone Mad! (First Update, Asking for Monthly Tickets)

“Luo Wudi actually died? Was the battle that brutal?”

In the Pill Hall.

Luo Chen and Zeng Wen sat opposite each other. Seeing the other’s weary expression, he couldn’t help but ask.

Sighing, Zeng Wen, still somewhat dazed, said, “I’ve never experienced such a situation. I didn’t even dare to sleep soundly, always prepared to fight. This period of time felt like living in hell.”

Seeing Luo Chen’s curiosity, Zeng Wen managed to rouse himself and describe the situation.

The scope of the Golden Elixir relic wasn’t actually that large, only encompassing the area of the Heavenly Work Spirit-Seizing Array.

Because the area was so small, thousands of cultivators were crammed together, easily leading to fierce conflicts over the discovery of a single spiritual herb.

Their three combat halls were mainly responsible for fighting and protecting the weaker cultivators from other halls within the sect, such as the Medicine Hall and the Mining Hall.

Luo Er, though low in cultivation level, had a keen eye for herbs.

He discovered a seemingly ordinary herb, but it was actually a second-rank spiritual grass over five hundred years old and very helpful for Foundation Establishment.

However, this herb was located within the Mystical One Clan’s territory.

So he contacted his uncle, Luo Wudi, and the two secretly went to harvest it under the cover of night.

However, they were discovered by the Mystical One Clan cultivators stationed in that area.

A fight was inevitable.

Luo Er died on the spot, and Luo Wudi escaped with the second-rank spiritual grass.

Unfortunately, before he could escape back to the Broken Mountain Sect camp, he was ambushed by a group of independent cultivators and Mystical One Clan cultivators.

A second-rank spiritual herb that aided in Foundation Establishment!

Who wouldn’t covet it!

On the spot, Luo Wudi was surrounded and brutally killed.

After hearing the whole story, Luo Chen found it rather unbelievable.

Luo Er was quite familiar with herbs?

I must have played a part in that!

Under his guidance this past year, the Pill Hall’s internal cultivators hadn’t learned much about alchemy.

But they had become quite proficient in certain specialized skills.

Especially the apprentice herbalists; they not only had to be adept at handling specific materials but also had to be well-versed in the “Hundred Herbs Compendium.”

Luo Er, usually carefree and nonchalant, had actually learned something.

“The Heavenly Work Spirit-Seizing Array hadn’t shrunk yet, right? Didn’t Sect Leader Mi say anything?”

Zeng Wen sneered, “What could he say? Ultimately, it was Luo Wudi and his nephew trying to hoard the second-rank spiritual grass, so they went to harvest it secretly.”

Regarding the relic’s competition, Mi Shuhua had already issued rules.

The Broken Mountain Sect was to act as a unit; any harvest could keep 30%, while the remaining 70% had to be turned over to the sect.

After returning, the distribution and rewards would be determined.

Needless to say, once the second-rank spiritual grass was turned in, it would most likely have nothing to do with Luo Wudi.

“Old Man Mi wasn’t really focused on these herbs at the time, so he just gave a simple reprimand, killed a couple of insignificant independent cultivators, and that was that.”

“Forget it, why are we talking about this? If I hear about it again, I’ll have nightmares for the rest of my life.”

Luo Chen scoffed, “Big Brother, it’s not that bad!”

“Cut it out, you haven’t experienced the scene of artifacts constantly clashing, both when you opened your eyes and when you closed them, so you wouldn’t understand.”

Zeng Wen smacked his lips, extending his hand, “Let’s not talk about it, quickly give me a few All-Wonder Pills. I need to go to the Sky Fragrance Tower to relax.”

A few All-Wonder Pills were nothing to Luo Chen.

Taking out three top-grade All-Wonder Pills, Luo Chen casually smiled, “Aren’t you reforming yourself, settling down to marry and start a family? Why are you still going to the Sky Fragrance Tower?”

“How can home-grown flowers compare to wild flowers?”

Zeng Wen happily took the All-Wonder Pills and prepared to leave.

As he took a step, he paused, turning back, “Be careful recently. Our sect suffered heavy losses in the mountains. Other forces may try to take advantage. Just be careful when you go out.”

Then he dashed off.

Luo Chen sat there, stroking his chin, lost in thought.

…

The Broken Mountain Sect’s losses were substantial; initially, Luo Chen didn’t have much of a grasp of it.

But as some cultivators gradually returned to the sect over the next few days, he realized just how severe the losses were.

Six hall masters were gone, and two were dead.

Luo Wudi and Zhang Shicong, the newly appointed hall master of the Mining Hall.

Neither of their bodies were brought back.

Of the three combat halls, except for Zeng Wen who brought most of his subordinates back, Luo Wudi’s hall was almost completely wiped out.

Another hall master, Yang Wei, returned severely injured.

Most of his subordinates were also lost.

On the other hand, the solitary Beast Hall master, Ke Yue Lin, returned unscathed, reportedly with a substantial harvest.

Furthermore, over half of the cultivators from the Medicine Hall and Mining Hall who went into the mountains were also lost.

Especially the Mining Hall; after the array contracted and sealed itself, without the hall master’s leadership, the ores they had managed to mine attracted the covetousness of many independent cultivators.

Logically, the Broken Mountain Sect was a large sect with a large number of cultivators.

Together, they shouldn’t be easily provoked.

But the independent cultivators who dared to venture into the mountains were mostly very powerful.

Local experts, regular guests at the Discussion Platform, and powerful outsiders.

Led by these experts, as soon as someone shouted, “Foundation Establishment spirit materials,” they would immediately respond, attacking in a large group.

The Mining Hall, with its large number of people, became a common target.

In fact, it wasn’t just the Broken Mountain Sect.

Even the Mystical One Clan suffered heavy losses.

As a newly established sect, even with the support of the five major Foundation Establishment families behind it, its foundation was insufficient.

The family disciples might be strong, but they were too few in number.

After several head-on clashes with the Broken Mountain Sect, they started to back down.

Later, after the beast tide erupted, during their escape, they were robbed quite a bit by those bold independent cultivators.

Thinking of the scene where, while walking along, a sudden flurry of flying swords appeared, talismans rained down from the sky, and traps and formations were everywhere…

Luo Chen couldn’t help but feel fortunate, “It’s good that I didn’t get involved in this mess. Staying home to refine pills is so much better!”

Occasionally going to the city to browse shops, then going to the black market to buy some trendy resources, with a beautiful girl around to chat and eat spirit beans.

Practicing cultivation in the evening, exploring the deep mountains and forests to breathe fresh air.

That’s what a normal cultivator’s life should be!

Unlike these cultivators, who just fight all day long. No skill at all.

Humph, I’m not interested!

“By the way, where’s my Wang Ge?”

The subordinate reporting the situation shrugged.

“I don’t know!”

…

Wang Yuan disappeared.

After the Broken Mountain Sect cultivators returned to the Great River City market, showing various expressions of loss, sadness, fear, excitement, joy, or elation, Luo Chen discovered that Wang Yuan still hadn’t returned.

He knew that the Jiao Hall had also participated in the relic’s competition.

But the Jiao Hall cultivators had returned in small groups, but he hadn’t seen Wang Yuan.

Unknowingly, Luo Chen felt a slight worry.

Wang Yuan was one of his few friends, the kind of companion he could trust with his back.

If something happened to him, it wouldn’t just make him feel bad, it would also severely impact his upward momentum within the Broken Mountain Sect.

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However, Luo Chen’s worry dissipated after three days.

Late at night, Luo Chen walked out of the Pill Chamber alone, with a happy expression.

After several failures, he had successfully refined another batch of Blood-Burning Pills.

His proficiency had reached [20/100].

With so many cultivators suddenly returning to the Great River City, those who survived all had some harvest.

For a time, the Great River City not only didn’t weaken, but instead showed a morbid prosperity.

Beneath this prosperity, chaos was constantly intensifying.

Luo Chen disliked this situation, but the Blood-Burning Pills he refined were very suitable for this situation.

“Stock up on another batch, and I can sell them on the black market.”

“But this time, I can try those four small black markets.”

Luo Chen was calculating these things when his body suddenly stiffened.

The early summer moon cast its light obliquely into the Pill Hall, along the cliff face of the valley.

A figure was sitting in the shadows near the wall.

If it weren’t for his sharp eyesight, Luo Chen almost didn’t notice him.

Seeing Luo Chen, the figure raised the wine gourd in his hand.

“Have a drink?”

…

Blood!

Just sitting opposite him, Luo Chen smelled an extremely strong smell of blood, as if the person across from him wasn’t a person, but a bloodthirsty beast.

Meeting those eyes full of vicissitudes, Luo Chen carefully examined the other person.

He didn’t see any wounds, but the exposed skin was even more crystal-clear and white.

So white that Luo Chen doubted whether it was Wang Yuan.

“Drink, why don’t you drink.”

“This is monkey wine I snatched from a Golden-Bright Monkey’s lair. It’s quite beneficial for Qi Refining cultivation.”

Luo Chen looked at the crystal-clear spirit wine in the cup, which looked like melted gold, and couldn’t help but swallow.

The rich spiritual energy was indeed astonishing.

After drinking it down, Luo Chen felt his whole body burning hot, and his inner Qi was agitated and boiling.

“Wang Ge, you’re at the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining?”

Wang Yuan chuckled, “Hehe, you have good eyesight!”

Luo Chen noticed that Wang Yuan was in a particularly good mood today.

They never had so much laughter during previous chats.

“A big harvest?”

Wang Yuan sighed, “It’s alright, at least I won’t lack resources to reach Qi Refining Great Perfection.”

As soon as these words came out, Luo Chen was shocked.

During this trip to the mountains, Wang Yuan not only rose from the Eighth Layer of Qi Refining to the Ninth Layer but had also obtained enough resources to reach Qi Refining Great Perfection.

Just how much did he harvest?

“I came here tonight because there’s something I want to give you.”

Luo Chen’s heart skipped a beat, what, he still thinks about his brother with good things?

A storage pouch was directly pushed in front of Luo Chen.

Luo Chen hesitantly took the storage pouch; there were no spiritual energy marks on it, Wang Yuan must have removed them.

Compared to the spiritual sense marks of Foundation Establishment cultivators, the spiritual energy marks of Qi Refining cultivators were the easiest to remove.

A higher cultivation level could erase it with a flick of the wrist.

A lower cultivation level could also gradually erase it over time.

“Wow, this storage pouch has quite a large capacity, at least three cubic feet!”

Luo Chen had quite a few storage pouches, from his initial one to those he’d seized from those bandits.

But they were mostly basic one cubic foot pouches.

This kind of thing was very expensive at the Wanbao Tower, costing tens of thousands of spirit stones.

But in the black market, as long as you didn’t mind the trouble, you could get one for a thousand or two spirit stones.

The truly expensive storage pouches were the large-capacity ones.

“If you like it, then this storage pouch is a gift,” Wang Yuan said with a smile.

“So generous!”

Luo Chen happily played with the storage pouch, then took out the contents.

Not much, just a gourd and a low-grade first-rank artifact, the Ocean-Swallowing Gourd.

Unscrewing the gourd lid, a rich wine fragrance wafted out.

Luo Chen had already tasted this wine, knowing that it was monkey wine brewed by the Golden-Bright Monkey, and its effects were extraordinary.

Such a gourd, sold in the market, would cost at least a thousand spirit stones.

As expected of Wang Ge, incredibly generous.

Luo Chen happily opened another artifact.

But as soon as he opened a crack, his expression instantly changed, and he immediately closed the artifact.

Even so, a mellow and fragrant aroma had already spread through the Pill Hall, enough to shake the mind.

Luo Chen swallowed, exclaiming, “Wang Ge, you’ve gone mad!”

(End of Chapter)

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