Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

After that battle, Luo Chen grew somewhat quiet.

It seemed he had gained something from the fight and went into Closed-Door Cultivation for seven years.

Seven years later, as soon as he emerged, he went straight to challenge the Extreme Yang Martial Sect, the hardest to provoke in the Fourth Ring.

This man ranked sixth within the Fourth Ring, so his strength was naturally not the greatest.

But his temperament was explosively hot, and in battle he almost never held anything back.

Whether toward his enemies or toward himself.

Even if he fought until his Qi was exhausted and his strength drained, he still wouldn’t admit defeat easily.

In the perilous cultivation environment of the Annihilation Nine Rings, Qi exhaustion and strength depletion is an extremely dangerous state.

Thus, very few people were willing to provoke him.

Yet Luo Chen deliberately went to find him, and the two fought for three days and three nights.

The gains and losses within the battle are hard to judge, but the final result lay plainly before them: the Extreme Yang Martial Sect truly did burn through every last shred of his Gang Qi, and even at the very end refused to admit defeat, wanting to fight Luo Chen again.

But Luo Chen had indeed lost interest in him.

In the boundless void, Luo Chen flew on while operating the Primordial Chaos Tripod, drawing in Chaotic Energy to replenish himself.

He felt a bit of regret for the battle just now.

The Extreme Yang Martial Sect was very strong, and if it had been earlier, he would certainly have gained something from him.

But unfortunately, before that he had already encountered that woman, the Ice Emperor.

The things he could have obtained from the Extreme Yang Martial Sect, he had already gotten ahead of time from the Ice Emperor, and even spent seven years in Closed-Door Cultivation to digest what he’d gained.

And what he obtained was called ”Divine Will.”

This was not a strange term!

Back when Luo Chen had first stepped into the First Realm of Body Refining, Wang Yuan had already described such things to him.

For a Martial Artist, body refinement is with Consciousness leading Qi!

Not seeking purity of heart or lack of desire, only seeking to follow one’s heart and act as one wills.

At that time, in order to temper Luo Chen’s Consciousness, Wang Yuan had even passed his own cultivation technique ”Ming God’s Divine Cleanse” to him.

After fully cultivating this method, Luo Chen’s willpower had grown to an extreme.

For his later cultivation career, this Consciousness also played a huge role.

However, as he delved deeper into the Path of Martial Arts, this so-called ”Consciousness leading Qi” would also undergo corresponding changes.

A Martial Artist must infuse his own Consciousness into his Gang Qi to give rise to Divine Will.

If he could succeed, he could then achieve the Human Immortal Realm.

This is also why Martial Arts experts who do not temper the Divine Soul still have the confidence to resist Divine Soul Attacks from High-level Cultivators.

Their Divine Soul may be lacking, but Gang Qi imbued with Divine Will is enough to disrupt an Immortal Cultivator’s Divine Soul Attack.

Luo Chen discovered this from his battle with that woman, the Ice Emperor.

Her Gang Qi was far, far less abundant than his, not even one or two percent of his.

Yet that woman still fought him bitterly for seven days and seven nights.

What she relied on was the fledgling Divine Will condensed within her Gang Qi, which in normal combat could again and again dismantle his offensives and break apart the force of his punches.

Moreover, the Divine Will in Gang Qi is closely tied to a Martial Artist’s own nature.

The Ice Emperor was cold as frost, her temperament calm and ruthless to the extreme.

So no matter how fierce Luo Chen’s offensive grew, she could treat it with calm, seeking out a way to break it one by one.

From this, Luo Chen was enlightened; after seven years of Closed-Door Cultivation, his Gang Qi had also developed a similar Spirituality.

The Extreme Yang Martial Sect had also reached this realm; but contrary to the Ice Emperor, his Gang Qi, like himself, was forever in a state of enraged roaring.

Yet this time, Luo Chen was no longer satisfied.

So-called calmness, so-called fury—these were, in the end, only the shallowest expressions of Divine Will.

He wanted to seek more!

He wanted, through ever more intense battles, to grind his Gang Qi bit by bit into an instinctive Consciousness.

Luo Chen’s gaze grew increasingly crazed, his steps beneath him flying faster and faster.

A few days later.

Above a cultivation stone shrouded in killing aura, a lone figure abruptly appeared.

White robes fluttering, Gang Qi like a dragon.

”Martial Sect Po Jun, Luo Chen has come to call upon you for a bout!”

On the cultivation stone, a gray-haired old man snapped his eyes open, cold and sharp.

Not a word!

He flicked his fingers, and two longswords on the wooden rack shot skyward.

Seeing this, Luo Chen laughed loudly and smashed down with a punch.

”You’ve come well!”

...

The Third Ring.

Unlike the boundless void of the Lower Three Rings and the raging storms of the Middle Three Rings, once one reaches where the Upper Three Rings lie, the Chaotic Energy has almost condensed into a sea.

Surging tides of energy rise and fall, coming and going, scouring all things.

Only three cultivation stones, like islands, stood tall within the Chaos Sea.

These three cultivation stones were extremely far apart from one another, each not interfering with the others.

A Glint suddenly appeared, roaming within the Chaos Sea.

As it passed a cultivation stone where great snow was falling, the Glint halted, revealing the form of the Human Immortal, Gu Xun.

He looked in surprise toward the island-like cultivation stone, and the two figures upon it also turned their gazes over at the same time.

”Old Man Mu, Fang Xiaomei, how is it you two had the free time to get together and drink?”

Speaking as he descended, he landed on the island.

Entering the Wind Snow Pavilion, he poured himself a cup of wine without asking, drank it with delight, and his eyes lit up.

”Fang Xiaomei, your Fang Family’s Thousand Mountains Dusk Snow truly lives up to its name!”

Fang Qingxue covered her mouth and laughed. ”Brother Gu, you jest. This mortal wine is naturally no match for the Amber Flowing Light in Mu Daoist’s storage ring.”

Gu Xun subconsciously looked over at Mu Bugui.

”Old Man Mu, since it’s rare for us to gather today, how about...”

Mu Bugui snorted coldly. ”That is wine from my hometown. Every sip means there’s one less. You’ve already had a taste, how can you still be coveting it?”

Gu Xun shrugged, feeling rather regretful.

Fang Qingxue, however, was somewhat curious. She looked toward the direction from which Gu Xun had come and took the initiative to ask, ”You went down below again?”

Gu Xun nodded, not denying it.