Longevity begins with alchemy master

Crack!

The sound of burning firewood in the hearth was incredibly crisp.

Luo Chen sat on the edge of the bed, watching the woman busily washing vegetables and cooking. There was even a small piece of dark red meat on the cutting board.

"Wait for me a moment, it will be ready to eat soon."

Why is there such a lavish feast today?

“I was thinking that eating thin porridge and pickled vegetables every day wouldn’t be good for your health, so I bought you a piece of meat in town to help you recover,” the woman said casually. After a moment’s hesitation, she added in a low voice, “Besides, today is the day I set off for my wedding.”

Set up a sash?

Luo Chen was taken aback, but then realized that this meant the woman's birthday.

On this festive occasion, gifts should be given to celebrate, but Luo Chen looked around and found nothing else, so he could only give an awkward smile.

"I'm sorry, I didn't prepare a gift. I can only wish you eternal youth and a long life."

Jing Lan smoothed her hair and smiled, "Thank you. That's enough. I've always been alone, but this year is a little different."

Luo Chen opened his mouth, wanting to ask about the other party's family, but the words remained unspoken.

Since the other party has said that, it's clear that the past isn't something to be happy about.

The food was ready quickly, but Luo Chen didn't eat much; he only took a couple of bites of the meat.

Jing Lan was a little reserved and explained that she didn't cook many meat dishes, so they might not taste very good.

Luo Chen gave a brief explanation, saying that he didn't like meat, which made the woman feel less awkward.

After dinner, Jing Lan went to the corner of the room to make the bed.

This time, however, Luo Chen walked to the side.

The woman's face flushed slightly. "What are you going to do?"

Luo Chen calmly pointed to the bed, which was simply made of wood and stone, and said, "Go sleep up there, this is for me."

"But your body..."

"It doesn't matter."

Luo Chen spoke calmly, but his attitude was very firm.

Jing Lan wanted to persuade him, but under Luo Chen's imposing expression, she went to the bed that should have been hers.

There was still no fire to light and sleep tonight.

Or rather, as long as it doesn't rain ghost rain, it seems there's no need to specially burn that dream stone to start a fire.

Jing Lan lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Every now and then, she would turn to look at the thin man sitting cross-legged on the straw mat opposite the fire pit.

In the darkness, Jing Lan finally couldn't help but ask, "Are you an immortal from outside?"

Luo Chen opened his eyes, stared at the other person quietly, and after a long pause, said, "No."

If one fails to ascend to immortality, how can one be called an immortal?

At least that's what Luo Chen thinks.

"Oh……"

The woman's voice sounded somewhat disappointed.

But Luo Chen's next words piqued her interest in talking.

Are immortals frequently seen in the Great Destruction Realm?

Jing Lan perked up and said, "It's not often, but there are many similar legends. Especially when the three great natural disasters occur, immortals occasionally intrude into the Great Destruction Realm by accident. Even the legend of the Lost Immortal City is that it was established by immortals from outside the realm."

"The City of Lost Immortals?" Luo Chen pondered the name in the darkness.

Jing Lan replied, "I've heard that in this place, once you enter, you can't leave. Even immortals who accidentally enter are trapped here for life. That's why there's the saying that immortals build cities and live here for a long time. Half a year ago, when I saw you in the river, you were surrounded by a misty aura. I thought you were an immortal, so I rescued you."

Luo Chen's brows furrowed even more deeply as he said, "I am not an immortal, but I can be considered someone who cultivates to pursue immortality."

"A cultivator?" Jing Lan asked curiously.

Luo Chen was equally curious, "Are there cultivators here too?"

Jing Lan hesitated for a moment before replying, "There are some who claim to be cultivators, but they have absolutely no connection to the legendary immortals. For example, our new manager Yan from the tobacco shop is said to be a cultivator."

Luo Chen blinked and silently made a note of the person in charge, Yan.

He didn't ask too many questions. Given Jing Lan's situation, it was impossible for her to know much. Giving her a general idea was enough.

"Go to bed early!" "Okay."

The woman responded and then fell into a deep sleep, clearly indicating that her daytime work had not been easy.

Luo Chen remained seated cross-legged on the straw mat, reviewed the events of the previous day, and then focused on himself.

The meridians in the body are still blocked, and more than half of them are broken!

Under such circumstances, let alone fighting, even simple cultivation becomes extremely difficult.

Being able to get out of bed and walk is already the limit!
The most urgent task is to repair the body and clear the meridians.

But after several attempts, Luo Chen was shocked to discover something extremely terrifying.

Qingshan Town has no spiritual energy!

This is something incredible.

Even in the most barren place in the Mountain and Sea Realm, there was still a faint spiritual energy that people could absorb, but it was not enough to support the improvement of their cultivation level.

However, Luo Chen did not sense even the slightest bit of spiritual energy in this place.

Even the spiritual energy that should have accumulated in his body through daily cultivation has somehow dissipated completely.

Luo Chen didn't know if it was a problem specific to Qingshan Town, or a general situation across the entire Great Destruction Realm.

Because he lacked spiritual energy, he was not only unable to cast spells, but even opening his storage ring to retrieve the spirit stones and pills inside became a problem.

It wasn't just because of the lack of spiritual energy and magical power, but also because his soul was sealed, making it impossible for him to mobilize his divine sense.

After the initial panic, he can now only settle for second best and seek other ways to recover.

Source Blood!

He still possesses pure primordial blood, formed from countless drops of vital energy, no less than the essence blood obtained through arduous cultivation by immortal cultivators.

If one is willing to part with some of it, break it apart, and then use healing magic to activate it, it may be able to replace magical power.

However, the same medical spells may be much less effective when activated by magic power versus blood and qi.

Magic power is gentle and can be controlled at will, while blood and qi are masculine, violent, and restless. For healing spells, blood and qi are not as compatible as magic power.

But at least, it's a path!

Luo Chen was a master of magic, possessing countless spells and creating numerous techniques of his own.

At this moment, with his willingness to try, he has gradually found a way.

A drop of primordial blood dissipated, transforming into violent qi and blood that surged to the limbs and bones, but was also stagnant in the internal organs due to blocked and broken meridians.

Luo Chen grunted, but his hands moved quickly, already following the most basic "Healing Technique".

This technique is fundamental, requiring no divine sense or even spiritual awareness. Ordinary Qi Refining cultivators can activate it, making it perfect for Luo Chen, whose soul is currently sealed.

He channeled his turbulent energy and blood, healing his external injuries time and time again.

Those wounds were the most gruesome and terrifying. Even Luo Chen couldn't imagine what kind of attack he had experienced to cause his body, which was comparable to that of the Great Wilderness, to be damaged to this extent.

He clearly remembered that during his battle with Qixia, his opponent did not target his physical body.

Could it be that when Qing Shuang banished him to the spatial turbulence, it caused this?
Thinking of Qing Shuang, Luo Chen felt a mix of emotions.

That battle came suddenly.

Without Qing Shuang, he would have already prepared to burn his true spirit blood to break through the Qixia seal, and even self-destruct his primordial spirit.

Once it comes to that, he will die, but Qixia Yuanjun will definitely not fare much better. Leaving aside the possibility of severe injury, Qixia will at least be unable to obtain Luo Chen's immense magical power and spiritual energy.

Because of Qing Shuang, Luo Chen's dying counterattack failed.

But Qing Shuang's exile gave him a glimmer of hope, even if he ended up in this predicament.

He could sense that the spatial exile was deliberately orchestrated by Qing Shuang, giving him a way out.

Therefore, Luo Chen had very complicated feelings towards Qing Shuang.

"If one day I am able to leave this place and find the Goddess Qixia to avenge myself, as long as you do not stand in my way, I will forgive and forget. But if you remain my enemy..."

In the darkness, Luo Chen's half-open eyes revealed a chilling light that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Um……"

A soft murmur rang out in the quiet night, and the woman on the opposite bed turned over.

Luo Chen glanced at it, then withdrew his thoughts, closed his eyes, and focused all his attention on repairing his physical body. (End of Chapter)