Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster - Chapter 1440

Chapter 1440: Chapter 537 True Flame Pill Finalization, Mo Luo Sect Stronger Appears_2 Chapter 1440: Chapter 537 True Flame Pill Finalization, Mo Luo Sect Stronger Appears_2 For the Third Order Elixir known as the True Flame Pill, Luo Chen had achieved an increasingly high proficiency after years of refining, having long since reached Grandmaster Level.

Not only did his success rate in pill production remain above fifty percent, but he had also long since stopped limiting himself to using just one batch of ingredients per cauldron.

In normal circumstances, he could refine ten batches of ingredients in a single cauldron.

If he really pushed himself, refining a hundred batches of ingredients in one go wasn’t out of the question!

However, for the latter, a more focused state was required, as well as more time, making it difficult to extricate himself should any issues arise.

“These problems,” he mused, “are actually not problems at all.”

“Just wait until my True Flame Pill achieves Perfection, and all will be resolved.”

“And that day of Perfection is today!”

Luo Chen’s expression remained focused, yet his handling of the Original Source True Fire grew even more delicate.

To think of a feat like refining a hundred batches of ingredients in a single cauldron was something Luo Chen had never considered before.

Ordinary alchemy equipment simply couldn’t support this method of refinement.

Only the Primordial Chaos Tripod!

After many trials and explorations, Luo Chen gradually came to realise the limits of this treasure.

Even so, he believed that this might not even be the ultimate limit of the Primordial Chaos Tripod.

As Elder Han once said, “A Dao of Alchemy treasure like yours could be placed in the very top Great Sects and serve as a Sect Stabilizing Magic Item.”

What is a Sect Stabilizing Magic Item of the Dao of Alchemy?

It means that, once activated, it represents an entire Sect’s efforts into pill refining!

Beneath the roaring flames, numerous Exotic Flowers and Herbs, and thousands of ingredients poured in–that’s what could be considered a Sect Stabilizing Magic Item of the Dao of Alchemy!

Luo Chen also had plans.

Once he had mastered the True Flame Pill to Perfection, he would give it his all and undertake the Hundred Pills Unison Refining!

This would also be a good test to see if he had the capacity of a Pill Refining Grandmaster.

While he was deeply engrossed, his brow suddenly furrowed.

His hands continued their work as he turned his head slightly, sending a message through the insulating Array of the Pill Room, reaching a Side Hall shrouded in Black Fog on Yao Yue Island.

“Elder Han, we have visitors. Please entertain them on my behalf for a bit.”

Inside the Side Hall, the Black Fog trembled.

Faintly visible were hundreds of powerful Ghost Generals and even a Ghost King, all bowing in unison before a hazy, three-inch figure.

Elder Han quietly spread his Divine Consciousness and noticed the newcomers.

Praising Luo Chen for his caution, he then said, “I can barely control this Soul-Refining Flag, but the visitor is at the Sixth Layer of Golden Core, rather formidable. Relying on this Third-Order Ghost King alone might not stop him.”

From a distance, Luo Chen’s voice drifted over.

“No worries; just delay him a bit until I can free up my hands.”

“Alright, as long as you’re aware,” Elder Han replied with a faint smile, forming a Spiritual Secret with his hands.

Hundreds of Second Order Ghost Generals surged out from within the hall.

Elder Han himself closed his eyes slowly.

In the next instant!

The Third-Order Ghost King lying on the ground suddenly opened its eyes, brimming with spirit.

It was clearly the Puppet Technique of the Luo Yun Sect!

The Ghost King’s face showed a trace of human-like expression.

“Let this old man see just what kinds of Combat Fight methods these North Sea Cultivators have,” it murmured.

With a swish of Black Fog, the Third-Order Ghost King vanished from within the Side Hall.

And in the vast expanse of the Flying Swallow Islands, a massive battle had erupted without seeking any reasons.

…

Rewinding time to fifteen minutes earlier.

Above the boundless ocean.

A figure was walking on the waves, passing by a small island when he suddenly stopped.

“Come out, junior!”

As the words fell, a panicked voice came from the small island.

“The Ascendant Master has arrived, and I failed to meet you from afar; I truly deserve death.”

A burly, Black-Faced man flew out from the small island and nervously landed on the sea’s surface.

Wu Qi looked at the Black-Faced man and nodded slightly.

“Finalization of the Foundation Establishment Stage…”

His gaze then lingered on a stretch of dark reefs around the island.

“A Black Scaled Flood Dragon at the early stage of Third Order.”

“You must be Kun Jiao, the Gang Leader of the Flying Swallow Sea Dragon Gang, right?”

Kun Jiao’s heart tightened–his spirit beast hidden in the dark reef had been seen through at a glance.

He quickly nodded, “Indeed, it is I, Ascendant Master. Your discernment is impressive.”

Wu Qi shook his head, chuckling, “What discernment is there to speak of? You took the initiative to contact my Mo Luo Sect, leading me here. If I didn’t know your origins, wouldn’t it make the intelligence capabilities of the Mo Luo Sect seem incompetent?”

Hearing the words “Mo Luo Sect,” Kun Jiao’s face revealed an intense fear.

This was one of the top forces among the Human Clan’s northern domains of the Demon Sea!

Within it, there were countless Foundation Establishment Cultivators, numerous Golden Core Ascendant Masters, and even several elusive Nascent Soul True Masters.

Not only this, but under the sweeping influence of the Canghai Righteous Alliance in the North Sea, aiming to become the new holy land and dominant force, the Mo Luo Sect was one of the few powers bold enough to confront it.

He couldn’t decide whether drawing such a powerful figure here was a mistake or the right move.

“That Yan Nantian of Exhausted Swallow Island sure could run, hiding all the way out here in this remote corner.” Wu Qi looked towards the distant islands that seemed to resemble a flock of sea swallows, “Is he still hiding there?”

Kun Jiao awkwardly responded, “Yan Nantian, is dead.”

“Hm?”

Wu Qi frowned, not expecting this turn of events.

He rarely accepted a mission from the Mo Luo Sect, and before he even had a chance to act, the target was already dead.

This was indeed beyond expectations.

He glanced at Kun Jiao twice, then over to the trembling Black Scaled Flood Dragon hiding among the rocks of the small island before showing a disdainful expression.

“With your strength and that of the Third Order Black Scaled Flood Dragon, I fear you couldn’t possibly have killed Yan Nantian. Tell me, how did he die?”

Kun Jiao’s spirit lifted, and he eagerly recounted the battle between Yan Nantian and Luo Chen.

“Demon King Qingyang?”

Murmuring to himself, half-belief and half-doubt crossed Wu Qi’s face.

Before its downfall, indeed some unworthy Foundation Establishment Disciples of the Yuan Mo Sect liked to artificially create Green Sun Devil Fire.

However, this kind of devil fire had significant flaws.

Few Yuan Mo Sect disciples considered it their main method of combat, especially not those who had cultivated to the Golden Core Period.

Now, the appearance of a Golden Core Cultivator skilled in using Green Sun Devil Fire on the Flying Swallow Islands – to suggest he’s a Yuan Mo Sect powerhouse, Wu Qi was indeed skeptical.

High Order Cultivators of the Yuan Mo Sect wouldn’t be so shortsighted!

Could it be an imposter?

As he pondered, Kun Jiao steadied his mind and, with some exaggeration, recounted the events which took place over the past few years on the Flying Swallow Islands.

“Monopolizing the Third Order Spirit Vein on Yao Yue Island is nothing extraordinary.”

“To produce the Medium Technique of Core Formation Secret Art… That’s a bit of a background, even my own Wu family only has one Simple Technique of Core Formation Secret Art. To be so generous, it does seem a bit in the style of a Great Sect True Disciple.”

“Without regard for others, subjugating all the major families to collect herbs for him, exhausting the people of Flying Swallow Islands in a mere four to five years. Heh, that sure has some Demon Sect leader’s flair.”

“Wait, a Third Order Pill Refiner?”

“At the Early Stage of the Golden Core Realm?”

Wu Qi pursed his lips, his eyes shifting contemplatively, a sense of eagerness surging within him.

Kun Jiao immediately confirmed these two pieces of information.

“Indeed, at the Early Stage of the Golden Core, and the apothecaries and Pill Refiners sent by the major families have also confirmed that Demon King Qingyang can indeed refine Third Order Pills. Moreover, his craftsmanship with low-grade pills is almost casual, but the quality is remarkably high!”

Having said that, he looked at Wu Qi nervously.

He very much wanted him to take action and kill Demon King Qingyang!

Once dead, Wu Qi surely wouldn’t care about a place as small as the Flying Swallow Islands.

Then, he could return to rule the Flying Swallow Islands, relying on his Foundation Establishment Stage Finalization realm and an early-stage Third Order Black Scaled Flood Dragon to dominate.

Having been a Gang Leader, he had been driven to flee in embarrassment for years.

Now that Yan Nantian was dead, he had to wary of a new demon monarch.

He, Kun Jiao, was truly fed up!

As for his thoughts, Wu Qi of the Mo Luo Sect knew them like the back of his hand.

Being used by a lower realm Cultivator, on a regular day, he would surely dislike it. Perhaps he would even kill them as a warning to others.

But a Golden Core Pill Refiner at the early stage… No, the person clearly refined a variety of pills, and with such high mastery, he could already be called a Grandmaster level presence.

With such a being under control…

His Wu Clan would undoubtedly rise.

And he, Wu Qi, would secure a spot in the Mo Luo Sect, becoming a top-tier figure just beneath True Masters!

This job was worth taking on!

He glanced at Kun Jiao, who was looking at him eagerly, and Wu Qi said coldly, “Follow me over there. When I take down Demon King Qingyang, you help me control the others, ensuring those insects don’t disturb me.”

Kun Jiao was startled; he had to take action too?

But thinking of how he could monopolize the Flying Swallow Islands after success made his momentary hesitation vanish.

“At your command, Ascendant Master!”

“Come!” said Wu Qi sternly, sweeping his sleeve, a towering wave rose from the azure sea, carrying him forward with a roar.

Wherever he passed, waves surged and spray exploded.

From afar, it looked as though a tsunami capable of devouring everything was forming, overwhelming the skies as it pressed towards the Flying Swallow Islands.