Immortality Begins With The Alchemical Master Chapter 73: A Dignified Tool? - Novel Cool

Chapter 73: A Dignified Tool?

Chapter 73: A Dignified Tool?

"Rumor has it you’re an alchemist?"

Rumor?

Where did they hear that?

Luo Chen wasn’t exactly a household name. Even though his business with the Wondrous Pill was doing well, the people who bought such elixirs weren’t the type to advertise for him.

How did he end up on this powerful cultivator’s radar?

Because of Wang Yuan!

Luo Chen understood this clearly, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

"I only dabble in some low-quality elixirs, nothing serious, so I can’t really call myself an alchemist."

Uncle Mi Huahua, at some point, had produced a small, round, jelly-like red elixir in his hand.

"This isn’t some low-quality elixir. It’s a mid-tier First Rank!"

His voice was filled with unhidden admiration.

"What! A mid-tier elixir!"

Qin Liangchen, who had been standing beside them, looked as if a cat had just stepped on his tail, utterly shocked.

He had always thought that Luo Chen only made substandard fasting pills. Even the Wondrous Pill was just a low-grade aphrodisiac.

But now, a Foundation Establishment cultivator was telling him that his little brother had actually refined a mid-tier elixir!

What did that mean?

Even though he had taken high-tier elixirs before, buying and consuming them was one thing, but refining them was another!

It meant countless failures and exceptional alchemical talent.

Especially considering Luo Chen was only a mid-stage Qi Refinement cultivator, without the support of a family or a sect, he couldn’t afford too many failures.

So, it was obvious.

This person possessed alchemical talent that was terrifying, even monstrous!

"My little brother, you’ve been hiding your light under a bushel!" Qin Liangchen gazed at Luo Chen with a resentful look.

Luo Chen, however, was drenched in cold sweat.

Had he finally caught someone’s attention?

What would come next?

Facing the young man who, even with his head lowered, was still taller than him, Uncle Mi Huahua seemed to have a thought.

He patted Luo Chen’s shoulder.

"Look up!"

"Your cultivation may be low, but your pride must not be!"

Luo Chen complied, raising his head to see the kind, elder-like smile on Uncle Mi Huahua’s face.

His heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained resolute.

"Little Luo has learned his lesson!"

Uncle Mi Huahua smiled approvingly and then said, "Now that the Mountain Breakers have the Seven Tigers Hall and Wang Yuan’s Dragon Hall, everything is on track, thriving. What do you think about setting up a Pill Hall?"

Qin Liangchen hesitated, his gaze falling on Luo Chen.

"Ruo Chen, you should be the head of this Pill Hall!" Uncle Mi Huahua said with a smile.

Luo Chen was flattered and quickly waved his hands. "Little Luo’s cultivation is low, and my alchemical skills are inadequate. I’m not fit to be a hall master."

"Young man, have some confidence!"

Uncle Mi Huahua turned around, hands behind his back, and took a step forward.

"I have high hopes for you!"

"After the Pill Hall is established, the other eight halls will also do their best to support it."

"I have some books on alchemy and a couple of elixir formulas that I can share with you."

"Additionally, the Mountain Breakers will purchase a shop in the inner city, where the elixirs produced by the Pill Hall will have a place."

"Little Luo, don’t let us down!"

"Master Luo, please take good care of us two in the future!"

"Brother-in-law, you’re joking! I don’t deserve such a title!"

"Ha ha, you two chat. I’ll go rest."

Meng Qinglian set down a pot of wine and gracefully left.

The two men were left in the living room, one deep in thought, the other with a bitter smile.

After a while, Qin Liangchen snapped back to reality.

In front of Luo Chen, he produced a talisman.

"This is a soundproofing talisman. It can block Qi Refinement cultivators from eavesdropping. While it can’t stop Foundation Establishment cultivators from probing, it will self-destruct upon contact."

Looking at the talisman, Luo Chen understood that Qin Liangchen had something serious to discuss with him.

The idea of a heart-to-heart conversation might seem a bit amusing.

After all, Qin Liangchen didn’t have any particular ties to Luo Chen, unlike Wang Yuan or the old Daoist Chen.

But the scene felt natural.

Because the two of them felt a strong connection, as if they had known each other for a long time.

Especially after fighting together, they found each other’s temperaments and personalities to be a perfect match.

So, when Qin Liangchen took this stance, Luo Chen also became serious.

"Brother Qin, speak your mind!"

Qin Liangchen nodded. "I want to ask you, if the Pill Hall opens, do you really have the capability to run it?"

Luo Chen thought about it seriously and then nodded slowly.

A flicker of surprise crossed Qin Liangchen's face. He hadn't expected the other party to be so confident!

"So, what are your conditions?" Qin Liangchen asked.

"First, it can't interfere with my cultivation!" Luo Chen said seriously, adding, "Moreover, the Broken Mountain Gang must fully support my cultivation!"

Qin Liangchen frowned but then affirmed, "This demand isn't excessive. The higher your cultivation, the better the elixirs you can refine. Uncle Mi Hua won't refuse; he has the means to support a mid-stage Qi Condensation cultivator like you."

"Second, I must have a share of the profits from the elixirs!"

Qin Liangchen hesitated. "This might be a bit difficult. Your cultivation is too low to have much say."

"I can't be a mere tool!"

"A tool?" Qin Liangchen echoed.

"Meaning I won't work for free."

Qin Liangchen's brows furrowed as he pondered, then he slowly replied, "This is something we need to push for. I and your sister-in-law will definitely support you, and Wang Yuan will back you too. But Uncle Mi Hua and the other hall leaders might not be so willing."

"Then if I don't cooperate, they won't make any spirit stones either," Luo Chen said firmly.

Qin Liangchen laughed, "You're just a fifth-layer Qi Condensation cultivator. What can you do if you don't cooperate? Afraid of death?"

"Better to die than to live without freedom!" Luo Chen declared resolutely.

"Really?" Qin Liangchen asked skeptically.

Luo Chen's face fell. "Of course not. Who wants to die when they can live?"

Qin Liangchen poured him a cup of wine and took a sip himself.

Luo Chen drank his wine with a worried expression.

He had always tried to avoid being a tool, but it seemed he couldn't escape this fate.

As a solitary elixir alchemist, he was too noticeable.

In the past, Wang Yuan had protected him, but now, those who wanted to use him were even more powerful, even his direct superiors.

Suddenly, Qin Liangchen put down his wine cup.

"Go see Elder Yuan!"

"Who?"

"The old man with the broken leg who sells you the Yellow Pear Wine!"

Luo Chen's eyes lit up. "You mean the father of Yue Jianhu, Grandpa Yuan Xiaoyue?"

"Right. Even though his leg is broken and his son is dead, he still has influence in the Broken Mountain Gang. Long Panhu was his disciple, and the new mine hall leader was once Yue Jianhu's subordinate. Also, I'll contact my sworn brother, Ke Yuelin."

Mentioning Ke Yuelin, Qin Liangchen paused.

Then he affirmed, "This way, with the support of eight halls, plus me and another elder, we'll have a majority backing you."

"Of course, these are just words. No one wants to give up potential benefits. So, you'll need to make some promises."

"Like what?"

"Once you reach a higher realm, you can refine elixirs that enhance cultivation for everyone. Or, you could train a couple of elixir alchemists for them."

He looked at Luo Chen. "Can you teach?"

Luo Chen chuckled. "Of course. If I can't, it means the student lacks the talent for elixir alchemy."

"You're not as innocent as you look, kid."

Qin Liangchen laughed and then asked curiously, "What's your last condition?"

Luo Chen took a deep breath and spoke frankly.

"Longevity!"

"Any method, elixir, or rare treasure that can extend life!"

Qin Liangchen was taken aback, looking at Luo Chen with confusion. "You're only twenty-seven!"

"Twenty-eight after the New Year."

"Things related to longevity are never given away easily," Qin Liangchen sighed.

If there were such valuable items, who would part with them?

Even if Uncle Mi Hua got his hands on one, he would use it himself first.

"I have five spiritual roots and was born with a deficiency. A senior once told me that I won't live past eighty. So, I need longevity items."

"But—"

"Brother Qin, perhaps we should put this last condition first."

"Hmm?"

Qin Liangchen was taken aback, then seemed to realize something.

After a moment of thought, he laughed.

"Fine, let's do it your way."

With their negotiation strategy set, both felt more confident.

They enjoyed some small dishes and wine, and Qin Liangchen began to talk about some of the more secretive aspects of the Broken Mountain Gang.

In the end, his tone turned melancholic.

"Little Luo, do you know what I thought of when Old Mi was talking to you that night?"

What did he say?

Lift your head, even if your cultivation is low, you must have pride!

Be confident, man!

I see great potential in you!

Don't let everyone down!

"I thought to myself,"

"At this moment, it feels like that moment."

(End of Chapter)

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