Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

She did not finish what she was saying.

All spirit medicines that can heal the Dantian and meridians are extremely expensive.

Considering Duan Feng’s habit of constantly fighting to increase his cultivation level, he probably doesn’t have any savings to buy these medicines.

Luo Chen was silent for a while before standing up.

“I’ll go check on him!”

He pushed the door open, and a cold blast shot in.

The room was even colder than outside!

There was still a glowing stove in front of the bed.

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Luo Chen looked over to find Duan Feng awake, staring lifelessly at the beams of the roof.

He walked over and sighed as he saw Duan Feng.

“You’re good at repairing magic tools. You could make a living running a small stall. What’s the point of fighting to the death every day at the Dao Debate Platform?”

“I’ve said it before. With so many opportunities for risky situations, you had to eventually get hurt.”

“Even if you didn’t lose today, people would eventually see through you.”

He had listened carefully. The cultivator of Xuelian District, who had initiated the challenge to Duan Feng, had prepared three ways to counter him.

The only reason for his win was that Duan Feng fought to the death, paying any price to keep his ranking.

As a result, his Ascendant Grade Flying Sword was destroyed.

Listening to Luo Chen’s prating, Duan Feng’s lifeless eyes stirred with some vitality.

He moved his lips slightly and said in a soft voice.

“You’re annoying!”

“Hmph, you don’t even appreciate good intentions.”

Luo Chen spat, turned around and left the room.

Feng Xia stood at the door, her face full of sorrow.

All of sudden, a medicine bottle appeared in front of her.

“This is the Deficiency Repairing Meridian Fluid, which is specifically used by Foundation Establishment Cultivators for repairing the damage in their meridians. It’s very effective.”

“I’ve used most of it but there’s a little left. Give him one drop with water every day!”

Feng Xia was surprised as she looked at the flask.

Working at the Hundred Herbs Pavilion and being next to the Spirit Medicine Hall, she was naturally aware of the preciousness of the Deficiency Repairing Meridian Fluid.

The small bottle was worth at least three hundred Spirit Stones.

Moreover, it was specifically for Foundation Establishment Cultivators, the quality could only be better. Perhaps it was a good medicine that costs as much as five hundred Spirit Stones per bottle.

“Isn’t this too precious!”

“When a person is on the verge of death, what use is the cost.” Luo Chen said disdainfully, “There’s only a little bit left, I don’t know if it can completely heal him. Just take it! Remember not to waste it. When it’s finished, rinse the bottle with some water, you might still get some effects from it.”

After saying that, he ignored the slight movement in the room and went back to his own room.

To be honest, he was rather tired.

After the three-on-one battle yesterday and the cross-examination of Lu Huaiben through the night, he hurried back to the city today to take care of many matters.

In spite of his profound Divine Soul Foundation, he was about to collapse.

When he got home, he lit the stove, wrapped himself in a thick quilt and fell asleep.

He woke up in the evening.

Lying in bed, through the skylight, Luo Chen saw snowflakes drifting down from the sky.

Then, due to the warmth inside the house, they melted on the glazed skylight, forming a haze.

He had been cultivating for a month, and refining pills for another month. It sounded easy, but in reality, he was extremely exhausted.

The sleep at home today finally had Luo Chen fully relaxed.

With a stir in his ear, he got up, put on his shoes, put on a fluffy white fox-fur coat, and walked out of the house.

“Sister Xia, I asked Boss Liu, but he said he can’t do anything.”

“The Hundred Herbs Pavilion is no longer under his control, he’s powerless.”

“These Foundation Establishment Cultivators are really ruthless! You have worked for the Hundred Herbs Pavilion for so many years and even lost your voice. Now a new manager comes and dismisses you without any consideration.”

“Honestly, I’m thinking about leaving too.”

“Please don’t.”

“There are more rogue cultivators with high rankings than before. If you leave, where can you find such a good job?”

“I have some savings, which is enough to last this winter.”

“If worst comes to worst, I’ll ask Sister Qinglian if the Broken Mountain Gang needs someone.”

In the yard, Feng Xia was hoarsely speaking, while Bai Meiling sat aside, her face disgruntled.

Listening for a little while, Luo Chen could roughly guess the situation.

The shops of the Great Sects have a tradition of rotation every ten years, so the Foundation Establishment Shopkeeper of the Spirit Medicine Hall was called back.

Boss Liu of the Hundred Herbs Pavilion is old and familiar with the situation here, so he didn’t return to the Medicine King Sect and stayed in the Great River District.

But the Medicine King Sect also made it up to him by promoting him from the Hundred Herbs Pavilion to the Spirit Medicine Hall.

Although they belonged to the same sect, the interests of the two shops are vastly different.

Boss Liu got a great benefit. So of course, he wouldn’t criticize the new Foundation Establishment Cultivator in charge of the Hundred Herbs Pavilion. And the new Foundation Establishment cultivator immediately dismissed many of the old employees once he took charge.

The female cultivator Feng Xia, who looked average and had a damaged voice, was one of the first to be eliminated.

No wonder Feng Xia had been free and not going to work lately.

Turns out she was unemployed!

Luo Chen didn’t know what to say. He planned a dinner for tonight, hoping everyone could relax. At the same time, it could also help him unwind.

Just as he was debating whether to give up his dinner plan, Qin Liangchen and others returned.

The first thing Gu Caiyi did was to rush to Luo Chen nervously.

“I heard you were attacked by a rogue cultivator on your way home yesterday?”

Yesterday, after Sikong Shoujia and others finished counting the number of elixirs, they went to deliver drugs to various shops. She stayed in the Pill Hall.

The news of Luo Chen being ambushed only reached her when Sikong Shoujia sneaked back and told her today at noon..