Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster - Chapter 1523

Chapter 1523: Chapter 565: Setting Three Rules, Haixin Returns to Dust_3 Chapter 1523: Chapter 565: Setting Three Rules, Haixin Returns to Dust_3 This lady is quite attentive.

Over the years of companionship, she has discerned some patterns in Luo Chen’s daily necessities and lifestyle.

During ordinary life, Pill Refinement, and rest, he often wears loose, simple white clothes, natural and graceful.

When he goes out to practice Techniques or travels far, he prefers to wear clean, smart black clothes.

But as for red… Touching the red feather clothes, Luo Chen seemed a bit dazed.

The last time he wore the Red Daoist robe was at the Jade Tripod Domain Thunder Mountain Battlefield.

During the battle at the Falling Void Valley, that Top Grade Red Cloud Robe was destroyed by a sword from Di Wanyun who was at the Golden Core Period.

Since then, Luo Chen has seldom worn red.

To be exact, red was the color he often wore during battles at the Foundation Establishment stage.

It had no special significance, merely because he was proficient in Fire Type, and when casting Techniques, flames would often cover the ground and red clouds would surge into the sky; red could help him better conceal his figure.

Since coming to the North Sea, he has not worn red, mostly sticking to modest black and white clothes.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Haixin had noticed this.

Seeing Luo Chen silent, Cheng Haixin lightly bit her lip.

“Although these are only three Ascendant Grade Magic Tool Level Vestment robes, they are made from the feathers of our clan’s mutated Black Swan, which are quite unique in dust-repelling, mind-clearing, and smooth sailing.”

“Perhaps they can’t help much in combat, but they can be used as a spare.”

“I hope Ascendant Master will not disdain them.”

In the expectations of the other party, Luo Chen nodded slightly.

“Then I shall accept them. Indeed, I’m also in need of some suitable Vestment robes.”

He wasn’t lying.

Frequently using the Sky Roc Transformation, the biggest wear and tear was on his clothes.

Except for the one given to him by Gu Caiyi, the Top Grade Vestment robes he had bought in the Yu Ding Realm were all separately destroyed at the Thunder Mountain Falling Void Valley, the Sky Drum Plain Battlefield, and on Mysterious Rock Island.

Now the ones he wore were just some ordinary Medium-grade Taoist clothes.

Seeing Luo Chen accept them, the woman’s face lit up, and she lifted her head and mustered the courage to say, “It has to be tried on to see if they fit. Allow me, your servant, to help you change.”

Vestment robes need to be tried on?

Although Luo Chen was a bit puzzled, he did not really refuse.

He openly spread his arms, allowing her to remove the old clothes that had absorbed much Pill Qi and medicine Qi.

Cheng Haixin neatly folded them and put them aside, then picked up a white feather robe and slowly helped Luo Chen into it.

Watching Luo Chen’s open and content demeanor, the woman thought in her heart: “Elder Qingyang must have also been a hero in his own right, surely having servants attend to him. Ordinary cultivators seek simplicity and might not be accustomed to being served by others.”

Thinking this, she bit her crimson lips, her palms quietly wrapping around the man’s waist.

The fragrance of the woman, akin to orchids and deer musk, mixed with the man’s vigorous and fiery breath.

In the quiet room, an enchanting atmosphere lingered.

Feeling the soft fullness behind him, Luo Chen’s brows slightly furrowed.

“Have you really thought it through?”

“I had already decided before coming.”

“I may never return once I leave. With your impeccable purity, you could easily find a suitable Dao Companion Cultivator to pursue The Great Dao Path together. But if you give yourself to me… Heh, I’m somewhat of a stickler for cleanliness.”

The woman, pressing against the man’s broad, firm back, her cheeks flushed and her expression hazy yet resolute, said:
“Ascendant Master need not worry, I am willing, and I will never regret.”

“Won’t regret it?”

A light chuckle echoed near her ear; the woman looked at the man’s face that entered her sight, blinked her long eyelashes, then slowly closed her eyes.

This night, spring rain entered the lake, the sound of the sea vast and endless.