Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 262 – Soul Refining Hermit, Path of Soul Foundation Establishment, A Path Never Imagined Before_6

Chapter 262: Chapter 144: Soul Refining Hermit, Path of Soul Foundation Establishment, A Path Never Imagined Before_6

Unfortunately, all the people who once strived for the cultivation resources no longer stepped up to fight.

Like Zeng Wen, who has personally experienced bloody battles, he came merely to spectate.

And then, last night, an opportunity arose.

Nangong Qin challenged Qin Liangchen to a sword fight!

Pity, Nangong Qin was here for reputation and profit.

But Qin Liangchen was fighting for his Dao companion’s life.

As soon as their fight kicked off, Qin Liangchen resorted to the desperate fighting style he once used on the Dao Debate Platform.

This put Nangong Qin off, leading to frequent missteps in his attacks.

Luckily, his solid foundation helped him adapt slowly to Qin Liangchen’s fighting style and gradually take the upper hand.

Indeed, the current number one cultivator of the Qi Refinement Stage in The Great River District was not a man of empty reputation.

Of course, Qin Liangchen would not just sit and wait for death, especially when he saw a group of Nangong family cultivators glaring at him. He directly utilized his final weapon.

“That hand?”

Luo Chen recalled the scene when Qin Liangchen arrived with that empty sleeve on his right arm.

“Yes!” Murong Qinglian replied, her voice slightly low, “When the Yu Ding Sword Pavilion traded with Liangchen, they were quite generous. They openly showed the contents of Bai Qi’s storage bag, in front of Liangchen, which were very valuable.”

“Therefore, when handing over to Liangchen, they compensated him with an additional means to protect his life.”

“At the critical moment, Liangchen used that method, carving a bloody path in just one stroke.”

“And the price he paid was that hand, which was completely lost.”

Hearing about this, Luo Chen found himself speechless.

Nangong Family, the emergent Foundation Establishment Family which migrated from Xuelian District last year, was not old-fashioned or mediocre.

The founder of their clan, Nangong Jinsui, was only 105 years old and quite young.

But the environment of Xuelian District was extremely harsh compared to the rich resources offered by The Great River District.

It could be imagined that this group of Nangong family cultivators who tried to stop Qin Liangchen last night were certainly not weak.

To carve a bloody path, Qin Liangchen must pay a price.

However, Luo Chen didn’t anticipate the cost would be this great.

“Can the severed hand be reattached?” asked Luo Chen with concern.

Murong Qinglian shook her head sorrowfully.

No, it couldn’t be.

The Yu Ding Sword Sect had already stretched their magical skills to the limit when they previously reattached the severed limb.

After that, Qin Liangchen took a long time to gradually adapt.

Now his hand was severed again, broken at its original source, even if a prosthetic was attached he would never be able to use it as before.

Furthermore, why should the Yu Ding Sword Sect bother to reattach his hand?

Could he go to other physicians?

Didn’t you see that Dan Xiu, after losing his hand, could only attach a medium-grade Magic Tool, a metallic claw, and use it with difficulty?

This resulted in a significant loss of his cultivation abilities, making it easy for Luo Chen to assassinate him.

A frown creased the woman’s face, unmistakably revealing her sorrow and melancholy.

For a moment, Luo Chen found himself speechless.

Then his gaze fell on the piled-up war spoils, and he gritted his teeth.

“Gather everyone!”

The injured and the unharmed. The tired and energetic.

Thirty cultivators stood in Crescent Valley, looking up expectantly at the man on the giant rock.

Under the gaze of everyone, Luo Chen hesitated for a moment before firming his gaze.

He looked at everyone, and his clear voice rang out.

“Gang Leader Mi Shuhua, he’s dead.”

Silence!

The previously bustling atmosphere, suddenly fell into eeriness.

A group of Lower Order Cultivators were stunned by this news.

When Luo Chen asked everyone to come, they thought it was about splitting the spoils from last night’s battle, even if some of the resources were from their colleagues.

But unexpectedly, Luo Chen opened with a bombshell.

The protective umbrella that sheltered them, the Broken Mountain Gang, had fallen!

After ten breaths, Luo Chen spoke again.

“Last night, the nine entrances of the Broken Mountain Gang as well as the headquarters and the Mi family’s land were attacked by enemies multiples times stronger.”

“At this moment, the situation outside is unclear, but the Broken Mountain Gang is practically in ruins.”

Luo Chen paused, once again leaving enough time for these lower-level cultivators to digest the situation.

With his sharp perception, he could see confusion, disturbance, bewilderment, and various other expressions on everyone’s faces.

Among them, emotions of worry, fear and concern were not lacking.

Presumably, many in this group were not lone wolves, they also had friends and relatives in other branches.

Take Tang Quan for example, he was trembling all over, almost wanting to turn and leave.

He must be worried about his uncle Zeng Wen, right?

Luo Chen thought as much, and then in response to the pairs of eyes watching him, he said resolutely and clearly:

“The Broken Mountain Gang is no more, but our path of cultivation must continue.”

“Life as a rogue cultivator is tough, is hard, rogue cultivator…”

Damn, how could he think of making a rhymed jingle at this moment?

Luo Chen suppressed a smirk, “The life of a rogue cultivator is not easy. I understand this and all of you do too.”

“Therefore, despite my lack of talents, I, Luo Chen, wish to establish a small faction for us to huddle and keep warm.”

“I have even thought of a name, ‘Luo Tian Creed’. Inspired by Da Luo Jiu Tian, implying the highest and broadest, wishing all of our cultivators can step above the Nine Heavens, towards the Great Dao Path.”

“Of course, this is just a hope, since we are all weak Qi Refinement Stage Cultivators.”

In his words, all the cultivators gradually woke up from their confusion.

Hall Master Luo Chen wants to establish a new organization, a new Broken Mountain Gang!

However, he is only at the Eighth Level Qi Refinement. Can he really look after all of us?

All of a sudden!

Many people began to recall the scene of the meeting with the three major Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

At the end, Miao Wen, a true Foundation Establishment Cultivator from the Yu Ding Sword Sect, had a long chat with Luo Chen in the Pill Hall.

Could it be that the new Broken Mountain Gang… oh no, Luo Tian Creed!

Is the backer of Luo Tian Creed that very person?

For a moment, many clever-minded cultivators were thrilled.

“I will not say much more. After all, the Luo Tian Creed only exists verbally as of now.”

“Now I am going to talk about two things which can actually be considered as one.”

Luo Chen looked deeply at the crowd.

“Do you want to join the Luo Tian Creed?”

“In the battle the day before yesterday, we jointly repelled the enemy. I have seen the effort each of you put in.”

“Therefore, even for those who choose not to join the Luo Tian Creed, I will distribute a share of the spoils to them, even more than those who stay!”

“Those who stay will also receive ample spoils, enough to satisfy all.”

“Also, we should focus on the future.”

“This large amount of loot, I will use it for the future development of the Luo Tian Creed. Heaven and earth are my witnesses!”

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other incredulously.

Those who leave will get more spoils.

On the contrary, those who stay will get less?

How does that make sense?

This time, they were given almost no time to think.

Because someone immediately stated his intention to join.

“I, Zhou Yuanli, am willing to follow Leader Luo!”

At the same time, Liu Qiang also immediately declared his position.

What’s more, Gu Caiyi, Granny Yuan, and Murong Qinglian, representing Qin Liangchen, also joined.

The only Ninth Level Qi Refinement Cultivator in the field who had not yet declared his position was Duan Feng.

Feng Xia, who rushed over early this morning, prodded him in the back right away.

Duan Feng immediately came to his senses, bowed deeply to Luo Chen with sincere admiration.

“I, Duan Feng, also look up to Chief Luo Chen, following his lead!”

The lower order rogue cultivators were stunned.

In an instant, the Luo Tian Creed, which had previously been a solo act, gained the support of five Ninth Level Qi Refinement Cultivators.

Zhou Yuanli and Liu Qiang were renowned for teaming up against enemies, unafraid of typical Ninth Level Qi Refinement Cultivators.

In addition, they all remembered that Luo Chen single-handedly killed Dan Xiu and Gao Tingyuan, two Ninth Level Qi Refinement Cultivators, on that day.

In other words, Luo Chen himself had the strength to contend with Ninth Level Qi Refinement Experts.

Therefore, considering these factors, Luo Tian Creed, now with these seven Ninth Level Qi Refinement Cultivators, could already be said to have some strength.

This power, wherever it is placed, is considered strong.

Rogue cultivators, in general, dare not contend with it!

This time, almost no one hesitated.

With a faction to rely on, who would want to be a desolate rogue cultivator?

“I, Tang Quan, wish to join Luo Tian Creed!”

“I, Yuan Dongsheng, wish to join Luo Tian Creed!”

“I, Qu Hancheng, wish to join Luo Tian Creed!”

Hearing this name, Luo Chen couldn’t help but brighten.

This old man is still alive!

Considering the chaos before, he thought the other party had died in the battle.

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Sure enough, old ginger is still hot.

Watching one cultivator after another join the Luo Tian Creed voluntarily, Luo Chen felt as if a big rock in his heart had finally fallen.

The content of the conversation between Miao Wen and him the night before was actually not complicated.

The key point was one idea.

Cooperation!