Longevity begins with alchemy master

Chapter 1133 White Horse Avalanche, Meteor Bandits

It was snowing heavily.

On the not-so-smooth road, a bulky convoy was slowly moving forward.

The caravan consisted mainly of carriages and horses, supplemented by oxen and mules.

Ahead, figures were everywhere, with strong men clearing away the thick snow to make way for vehicles and horses behind them.

The central area features tall horses and ornate carriages.

Behind them, a large number of mules, horses, and oxen carried loads of goods. And the caravan continued to grow as they passed through each town.

In the middle of the procession, on a magnificent carriage.

Outside, it was freezing cold, but inside the car, it was warm and cozy.

Jing Lan poured tea and added water with a slightly clumsy manner, while the old man and the young man chatted happily.

It's now the end of the year, and several days have passed since I set off from Qingshan Town.

Luo Chen, accompanied by Jing Lan, joined Steward Yan's convoy in a small entourage, heading towards the legendary Immortal City.

On the way, Steward Yan was very hospitable to Luo Chen!
Not only were the best carriages arranged, but the food and clothing were also taken care of, and there were even plans to send several beautiful maids to serve them.

Luo Chen didn't care about these external things, so he refused to be served by outsiders and only had Jing Lan accompany him.

In return, he reciprocated the warmth of Director Yan by inviting him over for casual chats from time to time.

The official, whose real name was Yan Song, was fifty-six years old.

For body cultivators, unless they reach the third realm, the Furnace Realm, their lifespan is difficult to increase, and they usually only look a little younger and more energetic than their peers.

However, fifty-six years old is not actually that old; at least one won't look that old.

The reason why Master Yan looks so old is that he suffered a serious injury when he was young. In addition, he was tempering his body and blood to make his appearance age much faster than normal people. Now he looks almost like an old man in his eighties.

"If it weren't for that injury, I wouldn't have stopped at the late stage of the Blood River Realm, nor would I have thought of taking a shortcut to imitate the Qi Transformation Method of the Furnace Realm. Instead, I ended up with a hybrid appearance, which I'm sorry to have made you laugh at, senior."

Manager Yan wore a wry smile, showing no shame in front of Luo Chen for considering himself a junior.

Upon learning that the other party might be an ancient monster who had cultivated for hundreds or even thousands of years, even though the other party was now devoid of all magical power, his age alone was enough for him to address him as a senior. Especially after Luo Chen demonstrated physical strength far surpassing his own, this form of address was even more heartfelt and respectful.

"I almost got beaten to death because I offended a guest elder in the city. If it weren't for the young city lord taking pity on my hard work following him, I'm afraid I would have lost my life. But in order not to implicate my family, I volunteered to come to this remote town and help the young city lord manage some of his businesses."

Luo Chen listened quietly, showing little emotion at Steward Yan's candid revelation.

It's obvious that the other party is being so intimate with him in order to get closer to him and tie the two of them together.

Actually, there's no need for that. As long as the other party performs well enough, Luo Chen wouldn't mind giving him a hand.

Luo Chen casually asked, "Are all the caravans that joined later along the way also owned by that young city lord?"

After a moment's hesitation, Director Yan nodded and said, "You could say that."

"Hmm?" Luo Chen asked in a puzzled nasal tone.

Manager Yan explained, “Strictly speaking, the properties in the nearby towns all belong to the City Lord’s Mansion of Yixian City. City Lord Xiao has been gone for more than ten years, and our Young City Lord has been managing all the affairs on his behalf. Once the appointment from the Realm Lord is finalized, the Young City Lord will officially become the true Lord of Yixian City. At that time, these properties will naturally belong to him.”

Luo Chen frowned slightly. Had the true Lord of Yixian City already been gone for ten years?

Suddenly, Steward Yan laughed and said, “Similar industries are scattered throughout the area of ​​Yixian City, numbering in the thousands. The young city lord alone cannot control them all, and is only responsible for managing the important industries. The scattered and remote industries are mostly entrusted to guest elders or loyal old servants like myself. If you are favored by the young city lord, you can either live in the city for a long time and enjoy wealth and honor, or you can be sent to govern a region and hold great power. Wouldn't that be wonderful?”

Hearing this, Jing Lan, who had been quiet to the side, perked up her ears and her face showed interest.

The people living in this region lead a very difficult life. The harsh natural environment and the three major natural disasters that occur from time to time restrict their normal activities. Finding a safe place, whether in a city or elsewhere, is something they dream of.

However, Luo Chen remained unmoved, and instead thought of something else.

He suddenly asked, "How many children did the city lord who left have?" Steward Yan's expression changed slightly, and a reluctant look appeared on his face.

His lips trembled as he hesitated whether to speak, but Luo Chen had already raised his hand to interrupt him.

"It's alright, it's not a big deal anyway."

Master Yan was taken aback, but then realized that this was due to the other party's strong self-confidence, and that he didn't care how many powerful enemies the young city lord had.

Luo Chen suddenly changed the subject and asked, "I wonder how much Steward Yan knows about the Ghost Rain, one of the three great natural disasters?"

Changing the subject made Manager Yan breathe a sigh of relief.

He answered instinctively, "Ghost rain is the most frequent natural phenomenon among the three major natural disasters, especially during spring and summer. It is less common in winter..."

According to Steward Yan, the details about Gui Yu were far more detailed than what Luo Chen had learned from the villagers.

It explains everything clearly, from the patterns of their occurrence to their impact on nature and humanity, and how to defend against them.

Inevitably, the accompanying phenomenon of "nightmare" was mentioned.

When the topic of Ghost Nightmare came up, Steward Yan paid special attention to Luo Chen's expression and noticed that the other party seemed interested, so he said a few more words.

"This thing has no physical form; it is born with the rain and gathers with the crowd. The more people there are, the more ghosts there are, and the more powerful the expert, the more powerful the ghosts they attract. According to the records left by the immortals who once wandered here, such ghosts can only be destroyed by the purest spiritual power. As for us body cultivators, we need a strong martial will to resist and resist them... However, as later generations have studied, they have gradually discovered some additional methods of combat. Among them, the Dream Stone is the simplest and best way to block the ghosts. The reason why our Immortal City can rank among the top in the seventy-two cities of the Great Destruction Realm is not only because of its special products such as Immortal Smoke and Heavenly Star Fiend Qi, but also because it occupies the largest Dream Stone mine."

"Master Yan, please have some tea." Jing Lan poured him a cup of tea.

After saying so much, Steward Yan was also a little thirsty. He thanked Jing Lan and then drank the tea in one gulp.

"Senior Luo, that's all I know about Ghost Rain. There may be more specific records, but those are in the City Lord's collection, and I have no access to them."

Luo Chen nodded slightly, his mind now clear.

Sure enough, long before him, cultivators had recognized the Ghost Nightmare, and later people even figured out a clear way to defend against it.

Seeing that he couldn't learn more from Director Yan, Luo Chen changed the subject and prepared to learn about other things.

"That Mi Xianyan... wait?"

Luo Chen let out a soft exclamation and looked up outside.

Manager Yan was taken aback. "What's wrong?"

"Go check it out, trouble's at our door."

Manager Yan frowned. Just as he was about to get up, a tremor shook him so badly that he almost fell over. Fortunately, he managed to steady himself by channeling the energy into his legs.

He had just stepped out from behind the curtain when he heard gasps of surprise rising and falling all around him.

"avalanche!"

Following the sound, Master Yan looked and saw a not-so-tall mountain several miles away, with rolling snow surging towards it.

Could such a mountain peak trigger an avalanche?

Master Yan was puzzled, and even if it were an avalanche, what trouble would it be?
But the next moment, his cloudy eyes suddenly widened.

What was happening several miles away was not an avalanche at all, but rather a herd of white horses galloping through the snow, churning up thousands of piles of snow, with a magnificent momentum like an avalanche.

On the white horse, there were strong figures, many of whom carried swords and other weapons. Their surging murderous aura was chilling even from miles away.

Manager Yan took a deep breath, and a name came to mind.

"Meteor Thief!"

(End of this chapter)