Longevity begins with alchemy master

In the deep, colorless universe, endless dust floats.

These dust particles are of different shapes and sizes.

The smallest are barely visible, the largest resemble land, devoid of any sign of life, drifting silently in the universe, wandering alone, quietly awaiting the erosion of time.

But it wasn't always that quiet.

Occasionally, a lucky one will be drawn into the stars by their powerful gravity as it passes by, eventually returning to its origin, dust to dust.

Within this endless dust, a giant a thousand feet tall floated quietly.

The sense of deathly stillness was no different from that of other dust, but apart from that, a faint bluish-white flame extended up and down like the veins of a tree branch, protecting its entire body.

The flame was very dim, as if it had done its best to cover the giant and could do nothing more.

suddenly!

The bluish-white flames seemed to sense something and trembled violently.

In the far distance, a light flashes and disappears.

Immediately following behind were waves of inexplicable power, surging in like a tide.

Wherever it passed, dust was swept up in it, powerless to resist.

These planetary fragments, a mixture of rocks and minerals, constantly collided, turning the fragile ones into dust.

The giant was among them.

Its body is indestructible, and anything that gets close will be destroyed.

However, the tides lasted for too long, and with the constant collisions, the giant's body, which was already devoid of consciousness, gradually became broken.

The bluish-white flames that covered his entire body could only protect a few vital areas in the end.

In this cosmic drift, time has lost all meaning.

Even the most timeless and unchanging existence will eventually perish.

Even with an incredibly sturdy body and protected by bluish-white flames, the giant's demise is only a matter of time under the ever-surging cosmic tides.

Suddenly!
A gray light rose from the battered body of the giant.

The gray light appeared abruptly, yet it seemed to have been there for a long time.

It gradually changed shape, eventually transforming into a gray butterfly.

If the giant were conscious, he would realize the true nature of the gray butterfly the moment he saw it; it was the power of a calamity curse left behind by a certain god-king.

At that moment, the gray butterfly seemed to realize something and vigorously vibrated its wings.

As the butterfly's wings fluttered, the surging cosmic tides were inexplicably deflected.

In the end, the gray butterfly disappeared completely, and the giant was pushed by the tide to an unknown place.

Blessings depend on disasters, and misfortunes depend on blessings.

Within death lies new life!

……

In the midst of chaos, golden waves suddenly rippled.

Immediately, countless thoughts came to mind.

The collision was like a planet exploding, giving people an incredibly violent sense of impact.

"Woo..."

A painful groan echoed clearly in the small room.

A man lies on a bed made of stacked bricks and wood.

If you look closely, you can see that his eyeballs under his eyelids are trembling constantly, accompanied by low moans of pain.

suddenly!

His eyes snapped open, revealing a pair of imposing, unfathomable eyes.

"call!"

As soon as he opened his eyes, he exhaled the pent-up breath that had been trapped inside his body.

But this one simple movement seemed to affect every part of the man's body, with countless intense pains emanating from every corner of his body.

An ordinary person would probably have fainted by now.

But the man's willpower to endure pain far surpasses that of anyone else; though large beads of sweat appeared on his face, he did not cry out in pain again.

He lay quietly on the wooden and stone bed, his eyes open, staring at the low roof.

His eyes remained fixed, as if he were in a daze, or perhaps deep in thought.

As time passed, the light filtering through the cracks in the roof grew dimmer and dimmer.

Boom! A sudden clap of thunder boomed from outside.

The thunder seemed to startle the man awake, and his brows furrowed unconsciously.

This thunder carried an immeasurable, awe-inspiring power, unlike any thunder I had ever heard before.

It seemed as if any living being had to submit to it, and that anyone who dared to touch it would be annihilated, body and soul!
The man was thankful that he hadn't released his divine sense; otherwise, a single clap of thunder might have shattered his soul.

But what made him even more bitter was that he wasn't lucky enough not to release his divine sense; rather, it simply couldn't spread out at all.

That immense, powerful divine soul, as imposing and formidable as a prison, seemed to be sealed away, completely untouchable.

Left with no other choice, the man had to laboriously shift his gaze to his surroundings.

The roof was low and cracked, the walls were made of broken planks, there was a table made of stone, an iron chain hung down in the center of the room, and there were some tools that looked like sickles and hoes in the corners... Finally, there was the cold, hard wooden and stone bed beneath me and the quilt that had a special fragrance covering me.

Everything was incredibly simple and straightforward.

Even the simple act of observing the surroundings seems to exhaust all of a man's energy.

When he looked away, he could already hear the torrential rain outside.

Inside the house, the sound of pattering rain could also be heard.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

As the torrential rain poured down, the rainwater gathered into streams, and some raindrops dripped into the house along the cracks in the roof.

In an instant, a dark and damp sensation arose.

The man quietly observed all of this, a hint of bitterness appearing on his lips.

In his entire life, even during the most difficult times, he had never seemed to fall into such a dire situation.

And all of this is thanks to that person!
"Demon..."

The overwhelming hatred was stuck in his mouth, unable to open.

At that moment, even speaking seemed incredibly difficult for him.

The man's eyes slowly closed.

Just then, amidst the heavy rain outside, came the sound of hurried footsteps.

Then came the constant clanging of metal, as if one could see the frantic movements of the person opening the door.

pat!

As the lock clicked down, the wooden door was pushed open.

The light flashed and disappeared in an instant, and the wooden door closed again.

A figure entered the house, trembling.

“It’s so cold, so cold!”

Upon entering the room, the man immediately put down what he was holding and went to the center of the room.

It seemed as if something had been touched, as a cry of pain was heard, along with the slight rattling of the chains.

laugh……

A warm feeling gradually spread as the flames rose.

Then came the rustling sounds of clothes being undressed and the sounds of fetching water to wipe one's body.

After this person entered the room, various sounds kept rising, but they were all very faint, as if afraid of disturbing something.

Later, as the aroma of rice filled the air, the unpleasant damp and cold feeling in the room was finally dispelled.

"time to eat!"

As if talking to himself, or as if calling out to someone, the person sat down on the edge of the bed with a bowl in his hand.

She scooped up a spoonful of thin porridge and fed it to the man on the bed.

Just then, a pair of eyes slowly opened and stared silently at the other person.

This scene caught everyone off guard.

The woman was startled, and the thin porridge in her spoon slipped and spilled onto the man's lips.

The woman was extremely flustered and quickly grabbed a handkerchief to wipe the man's mouth.

While wiping you down, she asked, "You're awake? When did you wake up? What's your name? Did you get burned?"

A series of questions followed, and the only answer she received was a hoarse sound from the man's throat, like sandpaper being rubbed together.

"Luo...Chen." (End of Chapter)