Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster
Chapter 1053 - 417: Guests Arrive, Friends Depart_3

Chapter 1053: Chapter 417: Guests Arrive, Friends Depart_3

Han Zheng smiled and said, "Don’t worry, let’s go together."

Luo Chen looked at him with surprise. Wasn’t it just now that he said he couldn’t bear to see others heartbroken?

...

Green hills surrounded them, with incense burning continuously.

In a cemetery, a young man knelt on the ground.

His face was expressionless, no tears visible.

But the sorrow in his eyes was irrepressible.

"Father, your son has returned too late."

"You toiled to raise me, you sent me thousands of miles to join the Immortal Sect, yet I didn’t even see your face one last time..."

"It is Yuan Jiao who has been unfilial!"

He left home at twelve, and only returned at the age of thirty-eight.

The once young boy was now a Foundation Establishment True Cultivator.

But the joy of family was forever lost, with heaven and man eternally separated.

So much pride and so many tales of Immortal Cultivation, with no one to tell, leaving only a trace of regret lingering in his heart.

A gentle voice came from behind.

"Xiao Hu."

"Mother," Qin Yuanjiang lowered his head, feeling somewhat unable to face his mother’s eager gaze, "Before father passed, did he leave any last words?"

Murong Qinglian stood behind, her tears falling like rain.

"No, he left in a hurry, without leaving any instructions."

Qin Yuanjiang opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say.

He once thought he would have a lot of time to honor his parents.

He secretly rejoiced that his parents did not join the battlefield at Accumulation Thunder Mountain, sparing their lives from danger.

He thought that being promoted to a True Disciple earlier with the merits of Accumulation Thunder Mountain would make his parents very happy.

But everything had changed.

The emotions that should have been surging, the tears that should have burst forth, for some reason, were severely suppressed within him.

He forced himself to stand up, facing his mother.

"Mother, come back to Luo Yun Sect with me!"

"This time you don’t need to settle down in Thousand Leaves Immortal City, I am already a True Disciple, and I can take family members to live in Luo Yun Sect permanently."

Murong Qinglian’s sadness paused momentarily.

She reached out and touched the face of her son who was taller than her.

"Ol Qin, did you hear that?"

"Your son not only reached Foundation Establishment, but he is now also a True Disciple of the Nascent Soul Ascendant Sect, with a limitless future."

"If there is awareness after death, you must be very happy too!"

Qin Yuanjiang listened quietly to his mother prattling on.

As a child, he found it annoying.

Now, it suddenly seemed not troublesome at all to listen.

Perhaps, only through loss can one learn to cherish.

After a long while, he spoke thoughtfully again, "Come back to Luo Yun Sect with me!"

"But Luo Tian Creed here is still..." Murong Qinglian hesitated.

Qin Yuanjiang urgently said, "After we go back, I can ask the elders in the sect to personally heal your severed hand."

The woman lowered her head, murmuring, "Elder Sun and the chairman are also gathering materials to heal my hand."

"That’s different!" Qin Yuanjiang confidently stated, "Our Luo Yun Sect has the famous Yan Sheng Technique. It is even more effective in treating severed limbs than the Yu Ding Six Sects. Once healed, it will not affect future cultivation at all. Mother, you are still young, and your realm is also good. You could potentially reach the Golden Core Period in the future."

Murong Qinglian still hesitated.

Qin Yuanjiang thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "Actually, in the sect, there is a junior sister who has taken a liking to me. Mother, don’t you want to meet her?"

This time, Murong Qinglian was moved.

Yet, she still said, "I have to consult with the chairman about this matter first."

Qin Yuanjiang furrowed his brow, "Uncle Luo?"

In the past, he would have paid no attention to someone who emerged from the ranks of rogue cultivators.

But Luo Chen had saved his life!

He must respect Luo Chen’s opinions.

As the mother and son were discussing future affairs in front of their passed relative’s grave,

Two figures in the distance watched the scene quietly.

Friend Luo, are you really willing to let go of such a capable assistant?"

Luo Chen calmly replied, "There’s no question of willingness or not. Sister-in-law has contributed a lot to Luo Tian Creed over these years. If she wishes to rest and enjoy the joys of family, I will make it happen."

Friend, you are quite understanding!" Han Zheng said with great admiration.

Luo Chen shook his head, "For the sake of Luo Tian Creed, the Qin Family has already sacrificed a life, how can I force them to stay?"

As he said this,

a flicker of ferocity crossed his face.

Han Zheng slightly raised his eyebrows; he had noticed that fleeting expression.

"Actually, you’ve already avenged the Qin Family. I’ve heard the Zheng Family of Rolling Dragon Ridge died miserably, not even one Qi Refinement Cultivator survived," Han Zheng remarked.

Luo Chen remained silent.

He knew very well the real enemies weren’t the Zheng Family or Iron Sword Hall, these mere trifles.

Han Zheng spoke languidly, "Friend, don’t dwell too much on it. The Flame Alliance is a colossal entity to Luo Tian Creed, and it’s not something you can provoke on a whim."

Luo Chen looked at him with surprise; his thoughts were clear and sharp.

But!

Luo Chen confidently stated, "If I can’t do it now, it doesn’t mean I can’t do it in the future. One day, I will return the humiliation Luo Tian Creed suffered, a hundredfold to the Flame Alliance!"

"A noble aspiration, friend!" Han Zheng praised, then added, "However, sometimes the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment."

Luo Chen frowned.

Was this an underestimation of him?

The pride of an Ascendant Sect disciple, even after many such experiences, was still irritating each time. Even though Han Zheng conducted himself with gentle and agreeable manners, it remained the same.

He did not voice any argument.

What he had said before were already rare slip-ups.

Saying more would just be pointless bickering.

Han Zheng didn’t say much more, simply having a brief conversation before reiterating his gratitude for Luo Chen’s help to the Falling Cloud Sect disciples and then leaving Danxia Peak.

Luo Chen did not try to keep him.

Because the one who was leaving was someone more important to him.