Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

“I want to keep a low profile, right? Besides, I might rank first in Qi Refinement in the future.”

“That’s not what I meant, I was talking about the origins of the pseudonym, Murong…”

“Yes, it’s the surname of sister-in-law, Murong Qinglian. I think it’s a compound surname and sounds very imposing! Plus, doesn’t she usually regard me as her younger brother, even wanting to introduce me to a Dao Companion Cultivator?”

Luo Chen casually explained the origin of his user ID.

As for the “Yuan” in the name, it was taken from the “Yuan” in Wang Yuan’s name.

After a few remarks, they parted ways when they were about to enter the Dao Debate Platform.

Luo Chen was heading into the “Player’s Rest Room”.

Following a lengthy corridor with his contestant jade badge, Luo Chen arrived at the rest room.

Actually, these were quiet rooms, specially provided for cultivators who were about to go onstage for rest and waiting.

Just as he stepped into his quiet room, Luo Chen let out a soft surprise.

The Spirit Qi in this small room is unexpectedly rich?

It surpasses that of ordinary homes in the Inner City, and even his Spirit Vein Cave is just slightly inferior.

“No wonder so many cultivators are keen to participate in the battles, these quiet rooms are unexpectedly good places for cultivation.”

Luo Chen muttered, and then thought about the rumor he had heard in the past.

The First Order Spirit Vein in The Great River District, it was said to originate from the Luo Feng Mountain that had been trapped initially.

Looking at it now, it seems to be true.

The Luo Feng Mountain has been developed into the Dao Debate Platform now, and the Yu Ding Sword Pavilion appropriately offered some benefits to attract cultivators to participate actively.

“If I did not have the Spirit Vein Cave and the pill refinement skill, and if my realm was sufficient, I might be keen to participate in the battles on the Dao Debate Platform routine as well.”

After resting in the quiet room for the time of burning two incense sticks, the jade badge in his hand emitted a dazzling light.

An indifferent voice came out from it.

“The first match this afternoon, Eighth Level Qi Refinement Huang Bin versus Seventh Level Qi Refinement Murong Yuan!”

“Will the two cultivators please come onto the stage!”

Luo Chen’s heart skipped a beat and he straightened his robe.

He walked out of the quiet room, following the hallway, step by step forward.

When he set foot out of the underground palace, a thunderous cheer suddenly rang out by his ear.

As he floated onto the high platform, the cheer reached its peak.

“Is this what it felt like when Wang Yuan and Qin Liangchen were competing on the platform?”

Luo Chen looked around and for a moment, he felt his blood boiling.

However, as soon as his opponent Huang Bin arrived, the excited heart instantly became as calm as a deep pool.

In fact, Luo Chen seemed to have a unique talent when it came to fighting.

It was not like his self-boasted talent in the Dao of Alchemy, which was given by the system.

In battle, he had always performed well.

Since his arrival, he had fought three times.

The first time, he lacked experience but managed to feign death and counter-kill.

The second time, he capitalized on the enemy Gao Tingye’s contempt, suddenly struck back and achieved success.

And the recent third time, he maximized his speed advantage, calmly laid out various strategies, and finally won the battle against three opponents, which was even easier than the previous two times.

Luo Chen gradually realized this particular talent of his.

So before and after signing up for this match, he also intended to familiarize himself with the state of on-site combat.

“This is Huang Bin, greeted you, Friend.”

“Murong Yuan, please begin.”

“Sure, let’s just spar and not hurt our friendly relationship, okay?”

Seeing the smiling middle-aged man, Luo Chen raised an eyebrow, what did this mean?

Pretending to be weak?

Or colluding?

His mind was racing with thoughts, but when the referee gave the order, Luo Chen struck without hesitation.

First, he quickly retreated, flying into the sky.

Then, the Fire Tip Spear was held in his hand, with its tip facing down.

The Spirit Power surged out, and the dull spear shaft continuously lit up with red light, until the spear tip was bright like incandescence.

“Not good!”

Huang Bin’s face changed slightly, it seemed like he was not influenced by his words at all.

A Flying Sword, which had been prepared earlier, shot out.

As expected, he was feigning weakness and was prepared. Luckily, I was slightly better off.

Facing the attack, Luo Chen’s face remained calm.

“Go!”

With a soft exclamation, countless sparks scattered like rain.

Not only that, Luo Chen flicked a Jade Marrow Waste Bead out of his hand, which was concealed among the sparks.

The Flying Sword that was shooting toward him was precisely hit by the Jade Marrow Waste Bead.

Accompanied by the self-detonation of the Waste Bead, the Flying Sword paused momentarily.

Just when it was about to continue moving forward, another batch of Jade Marrow Waste Beads arrived consecutively.

And Huang Bin, who was below, was currently fending off the rain of sparks in a flustered manner.

“What kind of magic tool is that? ”

“It’s so odd!”

He clenched his teeth, using the wood shield in his hand that was still able to resist a bit, he tried to control the Flying Sword with the Attraction Technique, attempting to hit Luo Chen.

Seeing the opponent’s desperate resistance, Luo Chen contemplated.

An Eighth Level Qi Refinement opponent, who did not appear to be very dominating.

Merely using the Fire Tip Spear, he managed to suppress him completely.

However, the opponent’s Spirit Power was indeed strong and sustained him for so long without showing signs of fatigue, even having the spare energy to control the Flying Sword.

But, that was all he was capable of!

He shook his head slightly and gave a firm push on the ground.

Under the rain of sparks, the fire spear transformed into a dragon and roared towards him.

Facing this violent attack, Huang Bin’s face turned grave.

“I admit defeat!”

As the words of surrender were uttered, the Ninth Level Qi Refinement Yu Ding Sword Cultivator, who was refereeing, sneered and issued a magic command.

The array arranged on the Dao Debate Platform trembled with a hum.

Then, a light curtain spread out.

Just before the medium-grade wooden shield shattered, the light curtain wrapped Huang Bin in the nick of time.

Watching the hovering spear tip that was spinning in front of him, Huang Bin turned pale.

He was defeated..