Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Inside Tianlan Immortal City.

Thousands upon thousands of cultivators flooded into Binglan Palace, which was now wholly open!

Binglan Palace, which used to be open only in part, could now accommodate tens of thousands of cultivators without any semblance of overcrowding, thanks to its full-scale openness.

The Enforcement Team, formed by Ice Castle cultivators, patrolled day and night outside Binglan Palace to prevent scoundrels from causing chaos.

Everyone carefully checked their credentials, obtained the qualifications, submitted their tickets, and orderly stepped into Binglan Palace.

From time to time, the glint of Golden Core Stage cultivators was seen flying into the palace.

However, in a corner.

There was a group of people gathered together, where the restless atmosphere constantly spread out.

“Is your leader still in closed-door cultivation?”

Kang Xianqiong looked anxious, her gaze continuously scanning all directions, hoping to catch a sight of that figure among the crowd.

However, she was disappointed.

Sima Huiniang calmly replied, “Senior Kang, don’t worry, Hall Master Duan of our Luo Tian Creed has personally gone to invite our president. He won’t delay you.”

“How can he not delay it!”

Seeing Kang Xianqiong’s anxiety, Sima Huiniang frowned.

The other party was, after all, a Foundation Establishment True Cultivator. Her cultivation was too weak.

She patiently said, “As far as I know, the auction will last for three days. Each day, apart from the finale treasure, there are mainly resources corresponding to the Qi Refinement, Foundation Establishment, and Golden Core stages.”

“The Purple Sun Liquid you need is a third-order Spirit Medicine, which should start being auctioned on the third day.”

“There is no need to be so impatient!”

Kang Xianqiong sighed, suppressing the worry in her heart.

It wasn’t just her who was so anxious.

Min Longyu in the crowd was also anxious!

However, he was not well-known, so all he could do was endure at the moment.

Suddenly.

A Flowing Cloud Beast Car pulled up in front of Binglan Palace.

Duan Feng hurried out of it, his face grave, his steps somewhat heavy.

Sima Huiniang, whose ability to read people’s expressions and assess the situation had already become instinctual, saw this and thought things looked bad.

She quickly approached.

“Hall Master Duan, what about the president…”

Duan Feng coldly said, “The president said that during the first two days of the auction, Chairman Sima is in charge. For those that involve Foundation Establishment Spirit objects and Foundation Establishment Stage resources, I will handle the auction after you have carefully considered.”

He was now a Foundation Establishment True Cultivator.

When he spoke at the auction, it would certainly carry more weight than all the Ninth-Level Qi Refinement Stage cultivators of Luo Tian Creed combined.

As he spoke, he quietly handed a storage bag to Sima Huiniang.

And a Secret Transmission entered her ear.

“This contains one hundred thousand Spirit Stones, which should be enough to buy the items needed by Luo Tian Creed.”

Sima Huiniang blinked, “From the president? What’s going on with him now?”

Duan Feng glanced at the Luo Tian Creed members who were anxiously looking forward, and secretly transmitted, “The president is fine, he just encountered some issues in his cultivation and needs to recover for a while. I have already notified Elder Wang Yuan with the Sound Transmission Paper Crane. He will personally go and check.”

However, hearing these words did not set Sima Huiniang’s mind at ease.

If anything, her heart grew even heavier.

Initially, he said it was no big deal, but later it was deemed necessary to call on Elder Wang Yuan.

It seemed that a significant problem had occurred on the president’s side!

She took a deep breath, reluctantly pulling together a smile and turned around.

“Everyone, let’s enter!”

People were curious about Luo Chen’s situation, but under Duan Feng’s icy gaze, they all suppressed their curiosity.

Upon entering, Duan Feng paused, placing a hand on Min Longyu’s shoulder.

“Don’t worry, the spot for the Foundation Establishment Pill has already been secured by the president.”

Min Longyu, who was dispirited just now, couldn’t help but reveal a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

But he was still a little nervous.

Without Luo Chen’s assistance, could Sima Huiniang win the precious Foundation Establishment Pill at the auction alone?

…

The time rewinds to five days ago.

The day and night passed in a blink of an eye after getting the Bronze Mirror.

With a roar from his deep consciousness, Luo Chen slowly woke up from that long journey of over two hundred years.

“Master, are you okay?”

Bai Meiling stared at Luo Chen with great concern.

However, when Luo Chen’s eyes, which seemed to have experienced endless changes, fell on her, she could not help shivering.

“I’m okay.”

“In the coming days, guard the Immortal Mansion well and reject all visitors. If Huiniang or Duan Feng comes looking, give her this storage bag and Sound Transmission talisman.”

Having said that,

Luo Chen set down a storage bag full of Spirit Stones and staggered into his bedroom.

Since moving into this Second-Order Lower-Grade Immortal Mansion,

Luo Chen’s figure mainly appeared in the Quiet Room for cultivation, the Pill Room for Pill Refinement, and the study and the living room for receiving guests.

He seldom set foot into the bedroom specifically left for resting.

Now that he was stepping into the bedroom again, he collapsed onto the soft bed.

“Ghost God Heart Inquiry Mirror… What a journey of heart inquisition!”

Murmuring, Luo Chen fell into a deep sleep.

No matter how turbulent the outside world was, he fell soundly asleep, unconscious of the passing of years.

This was a prolonged sleep.

Since his transportation to this world and the beginning of his cultivation journey, Luo Chen had never had such a carefree sleep.

During this sleep, he didn’t dream and rested exceptionally well.

It wasn’t until several days later that he gradually woke up.

Lying on the soft bed, covered with a light, silky quilt, Luo Chen opened his mouth and finally sighed gently.

“Since I traversed to this world, it seems like I have never had such a good and long rest.”

If the cultivation years of his predecessor’s body were not counted, it took him only eleven to twelve years from Qi Refinement to Foundation Establishment.

This cultivation speed was almost comparable to the rumored innate geniuses with Heavenly Spirit Root in the Immortal Cultivation World!