Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster
Chapter 1512 - 562: Mentor, do you think I can achieve Core Formation? (Seeking monthly passes)

Chapter 1512: Chapter 562: Mentor, do you think I can achieve Core Formation? (Seeking monthly passes)

With Luo Chen’s return, the once quiet Yao Yue Island bustled anew.

Pill Refiners and Medicine Disciples bustled about, handling all sorts of trivial medicinal herbs for Luo Chen.

That massive Pill Tripod also revealed itself intermittently on the small island.

However, this time, not many Cultivators dared to come and watch.

Within Ten Mile Flat Lake, a ferocious Black Dragon slumbered, with massive Demon Qi uncontrollably leaking out of its body from time to time.

Without the protection of Luo Chen, those ordinary Qi Refinement and Foundation Establishment cultivators simply could not contend with that Demon Qi.

Others merely assumed the Black Dragon was protecting the island to keep outsiders from prying.

Only Luo Chen knew that this was the Black King refining and assimilating the essence of a Cliff Serpent that had failed to transcend its tribulation.

As all its attention was on the refinement, it fell into a "feigned slumber," hence it could not control the leaking of its power.

One could imagine, once the Black King awakened, its strength would surely surge, and its very foundation and talent might see even greater improvement.

The question was whether the bloodline of the Black Scaled Giant Pythons ancestors included that of the Cliff Serpent and whether it could well integrate it.

The bustling Pill Refinement work on the island affected many people, with many benefiting from it.

Xu Muxian was among them.

Twelve years ago, he was just an insignificant member of an offshoot lineage within the clan, overlooked by everyone.

Twelve years later, he had reached the Seventh Level Qi Refinement Realm and married into the Cheng Family, the first Clan of the Flying Swallow Islands, creating his own small family.

Walking among the various islands, everyone he met treated him with the utmost respect, even Foundation Establishment True Cultivators greeted him with a smile.

All this was simply because he carried the title of a "Demon Monarch’s Disciple."

But only Xu Muxian himself knew that he was merely a "registered" disciple.

The Demon King Qingyang’s guidance consisted merely of limited resource provision, along with occasional tips when he assisted with Pill Refinement.

There were no true mentor-disciple transmissions of Cultivation Techniques or Secret Techniques at all!

Xu Muxian felt quite ambivalent about this.

He earnestly wished to become the true successor, but clearly, the other party did not have that intention.

This Golden Core Ascendant Master, although benevolent in nature, clearly didn’t plan on using the Flying Swallow Islands as a Base Camp for ongoing operations. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have turned a blind eye to the small schemes below.

Inside the Side Hall, Xu Muxian tallied the number of Elixirs and placed the Elixir Pills radiating intense cold onto a cold jade tray, and then carried it toward the main hall.

His gaze fell onto the cold jade tray, and his eyes filled with admiration as he looked at those Elixirs.

Even if he could not become a disciple of the Demon Monarch, it did not affect his heartfelt admiration for Luo Chen!

The Jade Dew Pill was an extremely difficult to refine Second Order Elixir.

With his current Pill Refinement Technique, he couldn’t even begin to imagine how to refine it.

Yet under the hands of Demon King Qingyang, the making of Ascendant Grade and even Top Grade Jade Dew Pills seemed almost effortless!

Such a mastery was simply unfathomable.

Especially considering this wasn’t even Demon Monarch’s own limit.

The Third Order Pills were the same!

"Can I ever reach half the proficiency of my mentor in this lifetime?"

Muttering to himself, the now middle-aged man entered the serene Green Sun Great Hall.

The moment he stepped in, a deep roar thundered in his ears like peals of thunder!

"Roar..."

Xu Muxian’s body trembled as if struck by a heavy blow as the corner of his mouth even ooze a trace of blood.

Staggering back a few steps, he involuntarily left the Green Sun Great Hall.

Now looking back, the hall remained as quiet as before.

His eyes revealed a terror, "What Cultivation Technique is my mentor practicing, to emit such agonizing sounds?"

...

In the Cultivation Room.

Luo Chen’s expression was ferociously twisted, his skin, reddened from prolonged use of the True Flame Pill, now streaked with black lines that, upon a glance, looked like the cracked earth of a parched field.

And upon his naked body, a black halo flowed like water, slowly seeping into his flesh.

With every penetration, he couldn’t help but let out a low roar.

It was like the anguish of childbirth or the mournful howling of a wild beast, making one’s heart tremble.

Just hearing the sound was so terrifying, one could imagine the intense pain he was enduring!

As time ticked by, the black halo on the surface of his body, through Luo Chen’s relentless refinement, finally completely infiltrated inside.

A thin black membrane intermittently appeared on his dry skin.

"Phew..."

Luo Chen opened his eyes, his whole body slumped as he propped his hands on his knees, gasping in fresh air.

His eyes held a touch of lingering fear.

Just now, he had externally applied a successfully refined Four-Order Black Emperor Ointment!

Yes, it was the Four-Order Black Emperor Ointment made from the shell of a Third-order Demon Crab King.

Until today, he had never ingested an Elixir of such grade for Physique Training.

Even the one that Han Zhan had rewarded him outside the Sky Drum Plain Battlefield was only Third Order.

Therefore, no matter how painful it was said to consume the Black Emperor Ointment, he didn’t care much.

The pain he had experienced throughout his cultivation path, was far more than just that.

Whether practicing "Ming God’s Divine Cleanse," Blood Evil Channel Opening, Thunderbolt Enlightenment, which was not unbearably painful for ordinary people.

Especially that year in the White Night Ruins, where he achieved a Savage Ancient Desolation Third Order Body using the Power of the Heavenly Thunder, the agony was even more frightening.

But compared to taking the Four-Order Black Emperor Ointment, all those pains seemed trivial.