Immortality Begins With The Alchemical Master Chapter 132: Brother Wang, Are You Crazy? - Novel Cool

Chapter 132: Brother Wang, Are You Crazy?

Chapter 132: Brother Wang, Are You Crazy?

"Even Luo Wuji is dead? Was the battle that intense?"

Inside the Alchemy Hall.

Luo Chen and Zeng Wen sat opposite each other. Seeing the weary look on Zeng Wen's face, Luo Chen couldn't help but ask.

Sighing, Zeng Wen still seemed somewhat dazed as he said, "I've never experienced such a situation before. I didn't even dare to sleep soundly, always ready to fight. It was like living in hell."

Seeing Luo Chen's curious expression, Zeng Wen mustered some energy to explain the situation back then.

The Golden Core Relic area was actually not very large, only encompassed by the Heavenly Craft Spirit Seizing Array.

Because of its small size, thousands of cultivators were squeezed into the area, and conflicts would often break out over the discovery of a single spirit herb.

Their three major combat halls were mainly responsible for battles, while also protecting weaker cultivators from within the sect, such as those from the Medicine Hall and the Mine Hall.

Luo Erduo, though at a lower realm, was quite knowledgeable about herbs.

He discovered a seemingly ordinary herb, but it was actually a second-rank spirit herb over five hundred years old, and it was particularly beneficial for Foundation Establishment.

However, that herb was on the territory of the Xuan Yi Hui.

So, he contacted his uncle, Luo Wuji, and they sneaked out at night to pick it.

However, they were discovered by the Xuan Yi Hui cultivators who were guarding that territory.

A battle was inevitable.

Luo Erduo was killed on the spot, and Luo Wuji fled with the second-rank spirit herb.

Unfortunately, before he could return to the Broken Mountain Gang camp, he was ambushed by a group of independent cultivators and Xuan Yi Hui cultivators.

A second-rank spirit herb that aids Foundation Establishment! Who wouldn't be envious!

On the spot, Luo Wuji was surrounded and blasted to pieces by the crowd.

Hearing the details, Luo Chen was somewhat incredulous.

Luo Erduo was familiar with herbs?

I must have had some influence on this! Under his leadership this year, the internal duty cultivators of the Alchemy Hall didn't learn much about alchemy.

But they became very familiar with certain professional skills.

Especially the herbal apprentices, who not only had to be adept at handling individual materials but also had to be well-versed in the "Hundred Herbs Catalogue."

Luo Erduo, who usually acted carelessly, had indeed learned something.

"Was the Heavenly Craft Spirit Seizing Array still expanding at that time? Didn't Sect Leader Mi have any comments?"

Zeng Wen sneered, "What comments could there be? In the end, it was Luo Wuji and his nephew who wanted to keep the second-rank spirit herb for themselves, so they sneaked out to pick it."

For the relic conflict, Uncle Mi had already established rules.

The Broken Mountain Gang acted as a group, and they could keep three-tenths of any gains, while the remaining seven-tenths had to be handed over to the sect.

Upon returning, they would be rewarded based on the situation.

Without a doubt, once a second-rank spirit herb was handed over, it would likely have nothing to do with Luo Wuji.

"Old Mi didn't care much about those spirit herbs at the time, so he just gave a simple reprimand, killed a couple of insignificant independent cultivators, and called it a day."

"Forget it, why are we talking about this? Every time I think about it, I have nightmares for the rest of my life."

Luo Chen pouted, "Brother, it's not that bad, right?"

"Ha, you haven't experienced the scene where you see magical artifacts clashing everywhere, so you can't understand my feelings."

Zeng Wen smacked his lips and extended his hand, "Don't talk about it anymore, quickly give me a few Wondrous Pills. I need to go to the Tian Xiang Lou to relax."

A few Wondrous Pills were nothing to Luo Chen.

Taking out three high-grade Wondrous Pills, Luo Chen said with a smile, "Didn't you decide to turn over a new leaf and start a family? Why are you going to the Tian Xiang Lou again?"

"Wildflowers are always more fragrant than home flowers!"

Zeng Wen happily put away the Wondrous Pills and was about to leave.

As he took a step, he paused and turned back, saying, "Be careful recently. Our sect has suffered significant losses in the mountains, and other forces might have ideas. Anyway, be cautious when you go out."

With that, he ran off.

Luo Chen remained seated, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

...

The Broken Mountain Gang's losses were significant, and Luo Chen initially had no concept of how severe they were.

But as cultivators from the sect returned over the next few days, he realized just how severe the losses were.

Six Hall Masters went, and two of them were dead.

Luo Wuji and the newly appointed Mine Hall Master Zhang Shicong.

Neither of their bodies was brought back.

Of the three major combat halls, only Zeng Wen managed to bring most of his subordinates back. Luo Wuji's hall was almost completely wiped out.

Another Hall Master, Yang Wei, returned with severe injuries.

His subordinates also suffered significant losses.

Ironically, the solitary Beast Hall Master Ke Yuelin returned unscathed, reportedly with substantial gains.

Additionally, the Medicine Hall and Mine Hall cultivators who entered the mountains also suffered more than half their losses.

Especially the Mine Hall, after the array contracted and closed, without the Hall Master's leadership, the rare minerals they had mined attracted many independent cultivators' covetous eyes.

In theory, the Broken Mountain Gang, being a major sect with numerous cultivators, wouldn't be easily provoked.

But the independent cultivators who dared to enter the mountains this time were mostly very powerful.

Local experts, regulars at the Dao Forum Platform, and outsiders.

Under the leadership of these experts, whenever someone shouted "Foundation Establishment Spirit Item," it would receive a unanimous response, and a group of heroes would attack.

The Mine Hall, with its large numbers, became the target of everyone's attacks.

In fact, it wasn't just the Broken Mountain Gang.

The Xuan Yi Hui also suffered significant losses.

Being a new sect, even with the support of the five major Foundation Establishment families, their foundation was still insufficient.

While their disciples might be skilled, their numbers were lacking.

After a few hard clashes with the Broken Mountain Gang, they became somewhat hesitant.

Later, during the beast tide, they were also robbed by the bold independent cultivators during their escape.

Thinking about the scene where you're walking along and suddenly a barrage of flying swords and talismans comes raining down, with traps and arrays everywhere.

Luo Chen couldn't help but feel relieved, grateful that he hadn't gotten himself involved in that mess.

How much better it was to stay at home and refine pills! When there was nothing to do, he could go shopping in the city, visit the black market to bid on some trendy and unique resources, and have a beautiful woman by his side to chat and crack open some immortal beans.

In the evening, he could practice his cultivation, explore the deep mountains and forests, and breathe in the fresh air.

This was the normal life of a cultivator! Unlike these cultivators who only knew how to fight and kill all day, with no skill involved at all.

Hmph, he wouldn't stoop to such things!

"By the way, where's Brother Wang?"

The little brother reporting the situation shrugged his hands.

"I don't know!"

...

Wang Yuan had disappeared.

When the cultivators of the Mountain Breaker Gang returned to the market one by one, each with looks of disappointment, sorrow, fear, or excitement, happiness, and agitation, Luo Chen suddenly realized that Wang Yuan still hadn't come back.

He knew very well that the Dragon Hall had also participated in the relic dispute. However, the cultivators from the Dragon Hall had returned in small groups, but he had never seen Wang Yuan among them.

For some reason, Luo Chen felt a twinge of worry.

Wang Yuan was one of his few good friends, a companion he could trust his back to. If anything happened to him, not only would Luo Chen feel terrible, but his upward momentum in the Mountain Breaker Gang would also suffer a significant blow.

However, Luo Chen's worry dissipated three days later.

In the dead of night, Luo Chen walked out of the pill room with a delighted expression on his face.

After several failures, he had successfully refined another batch of Blood-Boiling Pills. His proficiency had also risen to [20/100].

Now that so many cultivators had suddenly returned to the Great River Market, those who had survived had all sorts of gains in their hands. For a time, the Great River Market not only did not weaken, but it even showed a bizarre prosperity.

Beneath this prosperity, chaos was constantly increasing.

Luo Chen didn't like this situation, but the Blood-Boiling Pills he refined were very suitable for it.

"Stock up a bit more, and I can take them to the black market to sell."

"But this time, I can try the four small black markets."

As Luo Chen was calculating these things, his body suddenly stiffened.

The bright moon of early summer shone along the valley cliffs, casting its light obliquely into the Alchemy Hall. A human figure sat in the shadows by the wall.

If it weren't for his keen eyesight, Luo Chen might have almost missed the figure.

Seeing Luo Chen, the figure raised the wine gourd in his hand.

"Want a drink?"

...

Bloody! Just sitting opposite, Luo Chen could smell an extremely strong bloody scent, as if the person opposite him was not a human but a bloodthirsty beast.

Facing those eyes filled with world-weariness, Luo Chen carefully examined the figure.

He saw no injuries, and the skin exposed to the outside was even more luminous and fair.

So fair that Luo Chen doubted whether it was Wang Yuan.

"Drink, why aren't you drinking?"

"This is the Hou'er Wine I took from the lair of a Golden Bright Spirit Monkey. It's quite beneficial for Qi cultivation."

Luo Chen looked at the crystal-clear, golden liquid in the cup, which seemed to be melted gold, and couldn't help but swallow. The dense Spirit Qi was indeed astonishing.

After drinking it in one gulp, Luo Chen felt his whole body burning, and the Spirit Energy inside him seemed to be boiling and surging.

"Brother Wang, are you at the Ninth Level of Qi Cultivation?"

Wang Yuan chuckled lightly, "Hehe, you have sharp eyes!"

Luo Chen noticed that Wang Yuan's mood was particularly good today. In the past, when they chatted, Wang Yuan never laughed so much.

"Did you gain a lot?"

Wang Yuan sighed, "Not bad, at least I have enough cultivation resources to reach the Great Qi Perfection stage."

Upon hearing this, Luo Chen was shocked.

This time, Wang Yuan not only advanced from the Eighth Level to the Ninth Level of Qi Cultivation but had also earned enough cultivation resources to reach the Great Qi Perfection stage.

How much had he gained?

"Tonight, I came here because I have something to give you."

Luo Chen's heart skipped a beat. What, good things for his brother?

A storage bag was pushed directly in front of Luo Chen. Luo Chen took it with half-belief, half-doubt. There was no Spirit Energy mark on it, so Wang Yuan must have already removed it.

Compared to the Spirit Sense marks of Foundation Establishment cultivators, the Spirit Energy marks of Qi Cultivation cultivators were the easiest to remove.

A cultivator of a higher realm could erase it with a touch, while a cultivator of a lower realm could slowly wear it off over time.

"Ho, this storage bag has quite a large capacity, about three cubic meters, right!"

Luo Chen had no shortage of storage bags, whether it was the first one he had or the ones he had seized from the raiders later on. But they were all basic storage bags with a capacity of one cubic meter.

Such items were priced extremely high in the Ten Thousand Treasures Tower, often costing ten thousand Spirit Stones.

But in the black market, as long as you didn't mind the trouble, you could buy one for a thousand or so Spirit Stones.

The truly expensive storage bags were those with large capacities.

"If you like it, I'll give you this storage bag too," Wang Yuan said with a smile.

"You're being so generous!"

Luo Chen happily played with the storage bag and then took out the contents.

There wasn't much, just a gourd and a first-class lower-grade magical artifact, the Wave Swallowing and Sea Containing Flask.

He unscrewed the gourd cap, and a rich wine aroma wafted out.

Luo Chen had already tasted the wine earlier and knew it was the Hou'er Wine brewed by the Golden Bright Spirit Monkey, with extraordinary effects.

Such a flask, if sold, would fetch at least a thousand Spirit Stones.

Wang Yuan, as always, was incredibly generous.

Luo Chen happily opened the other magical artifact.

But as soon as he opened it, his face changed drastically, and he immediately closed the magical artifact.

Even so, the Alchemy Hall was already filled with a rich and fragrant aroma, one that could shake the heart and spirit.

Luo Chen swallowed, and whispered, "Brother Wang, are you crazy!"

(End of Chapter)

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