Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Early the next morning, Luo Chen put on his white fox fur coat from last year. Hands inside his pockets, he began his early morning patrol of his territory.

Winter had completely set in, and a heavy snow was falling continuously.

All around Crescent Valley, there was accumulation of snow.

From a distance, Luo Chen noticed a young chappie, piling up a snowman at the entrance.

Luo Chen went over for a look and couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

“So ugly!”

Qu Lingjun turned his head and without saying a word he dashed into the house.

Luo Chen paused slightly, thinking that surely it couldn’t be that bad!

Just yesterday I gave you an elixir, why are you being so impolite today?!

However, just in the next moment, he saw Qu Lingjun running out with a little flowerpot.

“President, President, this is the birthday present I am giving you!”

Looking at the plant that had just sprouted a new leaf inside the flower pot.

Luo Chen opened his mouth wide, was it my birthday?

Qu Lingjun proudly boasted: “This is a Soul Nourishing Tree. The seed came from you when you gave it to me casually. I’ve been nurturing it for a while with some Demon Beasts’ blood that my uncles didn’t want.”

“How is it? I am pretty amazing, right?!”

Luo Chen pinched his little chubby face and jokingly said, “Tricking me with my own gift, eh?!”

“Heehee!”

Qu Lingjun chuckled naively and then puffed out his chest. “Regular people can’t nurture a Soul Nourishing Tree.”

Indeed, the Soul Nourishing Tree is difficult to nurture.

But it is not because it is hard to cultivate.

The difficulty of nurturing it lies in the time it takes for it to grow into a usable stage which is at least a thousand years from when it starts sprouting.

The seed of this Soul Nourishing Tree was given to Luo Chen by Feng Xia on his last birthday.

Since he kept it in his Storage Bag and didn’t pay it any mind.

Previously, he gave it to Qu Lingjun since he has seen him studying and understanding the “Catalogue of Hundred Herbs.” He wanted Qu Lingjun to get some hands-on experience.

Unexpectedly, he really did manage to grow it.

“Alright, I know you’ve grown it now. Stop giving it to me, you keep it and give it to me after it is fully grown!”

“Hmm, hmm.”

Qu Lingjun hurriedly nodded and carefully carried the pot back.

Luo Chen bent down, picked up a handful of snow, and began to patch up the ugly little snowman.

After a while, Qu Lingjun also joined in.

“Is this snowman supposed to be someone? Why does it have a beard?”

“It’s my dad! His beard is really hard, quite prickly, that’s why I glued a pig’s hair to it, to act as the beard.”

“Aren’t you then calling your dad a pig?”

“He really is stupid, not as smart as my mom… No, no, my dad is not this good-looking, I look more like my mom.”

Continuously adjusting it, Qu Lingjun’s nose turned red.

He raised his head, looked at Luo Chen, and sobbed.

“President, I miss my mom and dad.”

Luo Chen pursed his lips and lightly rubbed the young boy’s hair.

The tall and the short, standing in the snowstorm, crafted an ugly snowman together.

“Ghost Generals?”

In the Bright Moon Hall, cultivators were gathered around the stove for warmth.

Luo Chen was amazed by the news that Zeng Wen had gathered.

Zeng Wen expressed his amazement, “Yes indeed, who would have thought that there would be Ghost Generals appearing inside the Ghost City. The Nangong Family which was at the forefront suffered a heavy loss this time!”

The Yin Ghost lineage has many subclasses.

Those who transformed their Yin Energy into spirits, cultivators who fell on their dao paths and transitioned to the Path of Ghost, those who died in sinister lands and became vengeful ghosts, and even the most classic zombies, all could be considered aspects of the Yin Soul Ghostly Matter lineage.

The division standards are not the conventional Qi Refinement Foundation Establishment.

Instead, it is Ghost Soldiers, Ghost Generals, Ghost King.

The reason for this division is that the upper ranking Yin Ghosts have a natural dominance over the lower ranking ones.

As powerful as the Ghost King, they can even transform an entire region into a Ghost Realm.

All the Ghost Cultivators within it, while receiving buffs, also get controlled by the Ghost King.

The battle at Inner City of The Great River District broke out at noon, with many cultivators inside, the number at least exceeding five thousand!

After it broke out, some people died on the spot, some were trapped inside by the array activated by the Yu Ding Sword Sect.

Only very few lucky ones managed to escape in the initial stages.

When the big battle ended, three Ghost Kings were obliterated by Golden Core Sword Cultivator Pang Renxiong.

The essence of Ghost Qi accumulated for hundreds of years instantly enveloped Inner City, transforming it into a Ghost Realm.

If only this much had happened, we just needed to wait for the Great Sect to arrive and eliminate the Ghost Qi, then it can be restored to the path of righteousness.

However, three months have passed but the Yu Ding Sword Sect is nowhere to be seen.

On the contrary, now within that Ghost City, a Ghost General level existence has appeared!

Although Ghost Generals are not capable of controlling a Ghost Realm full of Yin Ghosts like the Ghost King.

They have developed some Spirit Intelligence and retained some of their behavior from when they were alive.

Also, being in a Ghost Realm, their combat prowess has increased greatly.

Compared to Foundation Establishment Cultivators, it is not known who is stronger.

However, they are absolutely irresistible for Late Stage Qi Refinement Cultivators.

“Where did it appear?” Luo Chen asked curiously.

Zeng Wen enthusiastically replied: “From what I heard, it was in the White Stone Plaza area. The Nangong Family was the furthest in there as they wanted to enter the Yu Ding Sword Pavilion in advance.”

“But before reaching the White Stone Plaza, they encountered the Ghost General.”

“What a tragedy! Nine out of ten Late Stage Qi Refinement Cultivators of the Nangong Family died on the spot.”

Luo Chen raised an eyebrow, “Nine?”

“Right, only Nangong Qin survived.” While saying this, Zeng Wen glanced at Qjn Liangchen who was drinking. “That lucky fellow had some precious items effective against Yin Ghosts, and a Magic Tool bestowed by his Foundation Establishment father.”

“Relying on the nine people buying time and activating that Magic Tool, he barely escaped the range of the White Stone Plaza.”