Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster-Chapter 939 - 383: Golden Core Takes Action, War Puppet_2

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Chapter 939: Chapter 383: Golden Core Takes Action, War Puppet_2

In an awkward silence, Qin Yuanjiang stood up to take his leave.

Luo Chen watched him with slightly knitted brows and eventually couldn’t help but speak,

“Have you just recently succeeded in Foundation Establishment?”

Qin Yuanjiang paused and said with a hint of pride, “I succeeded in Foundation Establishment three months ago!”

Given his age of around thirty, to have established his Foundation so early was indeed something to be proud of.

But!

“While your realm is commendable, the battlefield is ruthless with swords and spears blind to the fighters. Cultivators in the Middle and Late Stages abound. Yet your Sect has sent you out here, isn’t that a bit inappropriate?”

Upon hearing Luo Chen question the Sect’s decision, Qin Yuanjiang’s expression darkened slightly.

Luo Chen knew his words were somewhat abrupt, even offensive.

But after all, this was the son of a friend, and to let him go without any warning was not in his style.

“It’s not just me, all the younger generation who have succeeded in Foundation Establishment in our batch have gone to war!”

Qin Yuanjiang huffed coldly, carrying an air of refusal to be left behind.

“Moreover, serving the Sect is our rightful duty!”

“If I can earn merits in this war, even with my Early Stage Foundation Establishment realm, I can attain the status and treatment of a True Disciple.”

“Friend Luo, do not underestimate me!”

His words carried the proud tone of one who glorified the Sect today, and would one day be glorified by the Sect in return.

He was also quite confident in his own strength.

Luo Chen was helpless.

This must be the pride specific to disciples of the Great Sects.

Of course, it could also be called cohesion.

They did as the Sect asked without question, even devoting themselves wholeheartedly.

This was also related to these cultivators growing up within the Sect from a young age, with all the interpersonal relationships and resources needed for cultivation present within those peaks.

Over time, they had indeed become united as one.

However, wars are heartless, and weapons do not discriminate. These things truly don’t help an individual much.

He had given his warning. To say more would be impolite.

He sighed and nodded.

“I wish you swift advancement to True Disciple status!”

Qin Yuanjiang was somewhat displeased; he detected in Luo Chen’s words a disparagement of his capabilities.

He was about to leave with a flick of his sleeves.

But before he left, he paused.

“You’re right, no one can guarantee their own safety on the battlefield. Ice Castle holds you in high regard, so if you can avoid participating in the upcoming war, it might be best to do so.”

After speaking, he strode away.

Behind him, Luo Chen chuckled to himself.

The boy!

He wasn’t sure if it was contempt or concern the youngster felt for him, leaving him with these parting words.

There was a twisted quality to his character—not quite like Qin Liangchen nor Murong Qinglian, but somewhat a combination of both his parents’ personalities.

Leaving the stone cottage,

Chu Kui’s mocking voice reached his ears.

“The young people these days, each with their noses in the air, seem not to care much for us their seniors!”

Luo Chen smiled, “After all, he is a high-ranking disciple of a Sect, even with a lower realm, he has his own form of pride.”

Chu Kui made a sound of agreement.

This was exactly why he disliked dealing with Sect disciples.

Every single one acted so superior, looking down on everyone else.

He much preferred sitting down with Luo Chen and haggling over blocks of Spirit Stones.

“When did you get here?”

“Just as that Qin lad was coming and going, I heard the Luo Yun Sect had sent word, thinking they were hurrying us to Accumulated Thunder Ninth Mountain, so I came over to wait for news.”

“You seem to be in a bit of a hurry!”

“Can’t help it, if we’re late, we might not even get our share of the broth.”

Luo Chen shook his head.

“Don’t worry, the dead are endless, and if there’s anything the Immortal Cultivation World doesn’t lack, it’s low-level cultivators.”

Chu Kui very much agreed with this sentiment!

People are indeed inexhaustible!

Across the Ten Thousand Li of Yellow Sands, Glints streaked towards the Sixth Mountain.

In terms of numbers alone, there were even twice as many as last time!

Bear in mind, this war has been raging for many years,

Far from decreasing, the number of fighting cultivators has only increased.

Or rather, the number of participants has grown.

Rogue Cultivators who had hidden away in remote corners, Family Cultivators with little Lifespan left sitting at home – all could not resist the enormous benefits offered by the Four Sects Alliance.

Just like Luo Chen and Chu Kui, they were part of that number.

Within the crowd, Luo Chen looked up to see four figures soaring high above—Yin Yue of Ice Castle, Ascendant Master Ju An of Ailao Mountain, an elder from Qingdan Valley with the surname Long, and the Golden Core Ascendant Master Linghu Jie from Luo Yun Sect who led the team this time!

These four individuals were the masters in charge of Sect affairs on Golden Sand Floating Island.

Now they took initiative collectively.

It was clear that they were resolved to secure victory in this battle.

Glancing at Elder Linghu from Luo Yun Sect, Luo Chen’s eyelids twitched.

He felt a sense of familiarity from the man, yet he had never met him before, so why did he feel this way?

“The Golden Core Ascendant Master who orchestrated the ambush on Pang Renxiong in The Great River District?”

Somewhat unexpectedly, the image of a figure shrouded in a black robe sprung to mind.

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The more he looked, the more they seemed to match!

Especially considering Tian Xingzi was following closely behind him.

It was becoming more certain that he was the perpetrator behind the River Ghost City disaster.

“Luo Chen, what’s our next move?” Chu Kui asked from the side.

Luo Chen replied calmly, “No rush, let me get everyone from the Luo Tian Creed settled first.”

“Alright, I’ll follow your lead.”

He said so,

But when Chu Kui saw Luo Chen leave both Xu Huanzhen and Duan Feng behind at the rear of the Sixth Mountain, his face showed a pronounced look of confusion.

“Aren’t you going to bring these two assistants with you for the battle?”

“The two of us are enough. Having them would not make much of a difference, and without them, it would not be a concern,” Luo Chen, having made arrangements for everyone, turned around and spoke calmly, “Moreover, if they cannot keep up with our pace in combat, having more people might actually become a hindrance, don’t you think?”