Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 1645: Chapter 606: Do You Really Wish to Die?_2

Although he couldn’t directly inscribe the Yin Yang LiuJia Array, he planned to set up one of its components, the Youlan Xuanjia Formation, instead.

Using the same refining doctrines, partial arrays, and materials to forge a similar magical item. Even if it failed, the cost would not be significant, and if it succeeded, valuable experience could be accumulated.

This was Luo Chen’s true intention.

Just as Luo Chen was examining the Meteorite Stone, his brows suddenly furrowed. He turned around and looked toward the direction of the Penghu Bank.

”Unwelcomed guests have finally arrived!”

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The Hidden Dragon Mountain Range was vast, stretching for thousands of miles without end.

According to ancient legends, it was the resting place of a fallen Savage Beast.

For this reason, it became the base camp of the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering, where countless rogue cultivators secluded themselves.

Within the mountain range, peaks rose and fell, with ravines crisscrossing through.

There were verdant forests reaching the sky and cascading waterfalls.

Great rivers and lakes flowed, and flying beasts and wild animals were a common sight.

If not for the remote terrain, and its proximity to the Yuan Mo Sect in earlier years, preventing other factions from setting foot here, how could this place have fallen into the hands of the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering?

The Eight Hundred Li Penghu was a spirit land located in the southern part of the Hidden Dragon Mountain Range.

For a long time, this land had been renowned within the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering, well-known to many.

The primary reason was its awkward predicament.

Within it were several Third Order Spirit Veins as well as over twenty Second Order Spirit Veins, a spirit land that ordinary Golden Core Cultivators and Foundation Establishment Cultivators could only dream of.

Yet, the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering refused to lease it individually!

Its rental price was almost no different from those of Ascendant Grade Third Order Cave Mansions.

As a result, ordinary Golden Core Cultivators naturally didn’t prioritize this location.

And those wealthy Golden Core Cultivators were even less likely to choose this place for long-term cultivation.

It wasn’t a matter of affordability but of cost-effectiveness.

After all, not everyone could be like Luo Chen, capable of setting up arrays to elevate the Spirit Vein’s order to a top-grade level.

For these reasons, Eight Hundred Li Penghu had remained uninhabited for years.

Until the rumored Demon King Qingyang took residence!

And today, the Eight Hundred Li Penghu had been visited by a group of uninvited guests.

In the sky, a resplendent Cloud Boat descended slowly, stirring up massive waves on the lake, surging and rolling outward.

At the Wind-Ripple Pavilion by the lakeside, the Qi Refinement Cultivator standing guard appeared tense, cautiously stepping forward to inquire.

”May I ask the senior’s name? Do you have a visiting card that I can use to inform Master Qingyang Zi?”

He didn’t mention the Lotus Picking Island Zhang Family.

Judging by the Cloud Boat, which was clearly at the Magic Item Level, how could its owner possibly lower themselves to visit a mere Foundation Establishment Family? The most likely purpose was to seek out Master Qingyang Zi, the Master of Penghu.

Just like the Moyun Cave Lord not long ago.

On the Cloud Boat, the shadows of Foundation Establishment Cultivators flickered, numbering over a hundred.

Their expressions were cold, entirely uninterested in responding to the questions of this Zhang Family Qi Refinement Cultivator.

Suddenly, these people parted, creating a path.

Seven figures slowly emerged.

There were elders and youths, both men and women.

Every one of them radiated powerful Spirit Pressure.

The Wind-Ripple Pavilion cultivator swallowed hard, his legs trembling, almost unable to stand.

Seven Golden Core Cultivators!

The leader was clad in a purple robe, with a prominent forehead and sharp, spirited eyes.

He cast a glance at the Qi Refinement Cultivator, then nodded toward an elder by his side.

That elder wasted no time, tossing an object into the Qi Refinement Cultivator’s hands.

”This is my Lord’s visiting card!”

”Young one, hurry and inform your master. Do not delay my Lord’s important matters.”

Hearing this, the Qi Refinement Cultivator, though still nervous, let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, they did not force their way through.

He held the visiting card and entered the pavilion, placing it on a stone platform inside before inserting a Spirit Stone.

Instantly, Spiritual Light blossomed.

The golden visiting card gently floated within, and after a moment, slowly descended again.

By the lakeside, aboard the Cloud Boat, the seven Golden Core Cultivators were conversing.

”My Lord, this so-called Master of Peng Lake truly lacks presence. Even the guards under his command are mere Qi Refinement Cultivators, unable to even produce a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.”

”Truly laughable! In any respectable Golden Core faction, any gatekeeper would at least be a Foundation Establishment True Cultivator.”

Although the seven appeared to be conversing, the majority of the chatter came from two elderly men, both quite advanced in years.

In their speech, the term ”My Lord” was repeated again and again.

As for the others, though also smiling and chatting, their references to the man in the purple robe were mostly ”Friend Dao,” ”Brother Dao,” or ”Brother Huangfu,” among others.

Huangfu Song smiled as he observed this scene.

”Such a treasured land, belonging to whoever fate ordains. For someone like Qingyang Zi, a lone figure occupying this place, frankly, it’s a bit of a waste.”

However, when his Divine Consciousness sensed the array fluctuation within the pavilion, his eyebrows raised slightly.

”This array is quite intriguing, somewhat reminiscent of the Great Zhou’s Beacon Tower of old, yet with innovative adjustments, capable of transmitting messages via visiting cards.”

Someone nearby, hearing this, shared their thoughts.

”I’ve heard the Master of Penghu is a Tool Casting Master, proficient in the art of forging Magic Tools. Tool Casting and array mastery often go hand in hand. Such an individual likely also possesses Array Mastery, and this may be their modified low-order array technique!”

Huangfu Song curled the corners of his lips but said nothing.

A black-clad elder beside him, however, scoffed, ”You’ve all been deceived. That Qingyang Zi’s reputation only rings loud among low-level rogue cultivators. As for actual skills, he’s merely capable of refining Ascendant Grade Magic Tools. Among cultivators like us, anyone willing to put in the effort could achieve such accomplishments in a hundred years or so. What Tool Casting Master could he claim to be?”

The others, though smiling and nodding, did not overly agree.