Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 3259 - 1228: Reunion with Soul Splitting, Riverbed Dao Temple_3

Fortunately, a pair of Spirit Vision eyes saw through the opponent’s disguise.

Actually, the opponent’s disguise wasn’t very clever; not to mention Concealing Qi and Disguising Form, they didn’t even use the method to withdraw the Spirit Consciousness.

Unexpectedly, they used the simplest Disguise Technique, hiding a signature black mole with a beard and using cosmetics to adjust the corners of the eyes and the bridge of the nose, making it quite easy for people to overlook.

Sometimes, for High Order Cultivators, the simpler the hiding method is, the more effective it becomes.

Luo Chen admired their cautiousness, and because the opponent, like himself once, had the status of a Rogue Cultivator, he not only spared them after gathering intelligence but also gifted them a Nine Seas Qi Transformation Pill, which was refined after coming to the Mystic Realm.

Just as a tribute to that same cautious self from the past.

Now standing on the Cui Shi Riverbank, Luo Chen spread out his Divine Perception, exploring carefully.

Moments later, his expression suddenly changed.

Luo Chen rode the glint and went upstream.

In no time, he saw a group of people on the river’s surface.

He couldn’t help but rub his chin. "They’re here, too?"

As he appeared, the six figures on the river also reacted, looking at him with vigilance.

Before Luo Chen could speak, one of them suddenly let out a surprised voice.

"Is it Xuan Luo?"

Luo Chen smiled, landing opposite the six with clear waves beneath his feet. "Mu Han, Senior Sister, long time no see."

Liu Muchan was immensely surprised. "It’s been such a long time. I didn’t expect to see you here..."

She was talking when she suddenly paused.

"Xuan Luo, your realm?"

She hadn’t mentioned it yet, but once she did, the others were also taken aback.

Especially the other Female Cultivator with her, who widened her eyes and blurted out, "Middle Stage Golden Core?"

Cultivators of the Su Ling Sect all knew that the sect had produced a peerless genius, talented not only in the Path of Pill Refinement but also forming a Golden Core at the age of sixty.

But since Luo Chen first formed his core, only a dozen years had passed.

Yet his current realm was already at the Middle Stage Golden Core.

Such advancement is truly unbelievably astonishing and shocking!

Luo Chen nodded, then quickly changed the topic.

"What are you doing here?"

Liu Muchan suppressed her shock and explained everything. "We have taken a Spirit Medicine Institute task to investigate the reduction in medicinal yield at Cuiyan Mountain and have recently found some clues."

Spirit Medicine Institute task, reduction in medicinal yield?

Luo Chen was stunned, as if recalling something.

He indeed remembered this matter, something he encountered incidentally while purchasing the Five Elements Divine Pill at the Spirit Medicine Institute.

He hadn’t expected it to be Liu Muchan, a fellow disciple, who took on this task and coincidentally ran into him.

Liu Muchan pointed to the Great River below.

"For some reason, the Spirit Qi across Cuiyan Mountain and the Gray Triangle Area is unevenly distributed, especially the Wood Type Spirit Qi, which has a very low concentration. Based on previous clues, we’ve discovered that this situation has persisted for over two hundred years, continuously extracting Wood Type Spirit Qi. Thus, the medicinal yield reduction is happening subtly, and no one noticed. After several days of investigation, we found out that the direction of the Spirit Qi loss is precisely nearby, and we are now searching for the true source."

As she spoke, Luo Chen had already secretly extended his Divine Perception.

Sure enough!

The Wood Type Spirit Qi in this world flows towards their location in an undeniable trend.

But strangely, despite so many years of Wood Type Spirit Qi accumulation, there wasn’t any place below with dense Spirit Qi.

"There’s something strange about this!"

Thinking as such, a Flying Sword appeared in Luo Chen’s hand.

"No need to search; the source should be down there."

As he spoke, the Flying Sword suddenly expanded, growing to become a giant sword a hundred feet long.

With a casual slash, the flowing Great River was severed, and amidst the tumultuous waves, an ancient road beneath the river emerged.