Immortality Begins with the Master of Alchemy

Chapter 647: He is worthy of the name of a demon king, he looks like a demon!

Since joining the Ten Thousand Immortals Association, Luo Chen has experienced very few missions.

 Especially the most common monster hunting mission, I have never done it once.

 Hence, I don’t know much about the details of the transaction.

At this moment, in this Taiping Fortress, several foundation-building cultivators spent half a day identifying the monsters he took out one by one. When they encountered something they didn't understand, they frequently took out the sound-transmitting magic weapon while sweating profusely. Talk to another skilled appraiser who is not here.

 Finally, relevant results were obtained.

 Sell the corpses of four monster beasts to the Monster Hunting Department, and you can get about 2.6 million spirit stones.

At the same time, the converted merit points are enough for Luo Chen to be promoted from a five-star demon hunter to a six-star one, and it is more than enough.

 Such a result was not what Luo Chen expected.

After all, they are four late-stage third-order demon kings who are comparable to great monks!



In the eyes of ordinary Jindan monks, this spiritual stone is a huge sum of money. Just renting an ordinary third-level spiritual land can be used to practice for a long time.

Luo Chen snorted coldly, quite unhappy.

The other appraisers looked at each other in confusion, and in the end did not dare to say a word.

 But in Luo Chen's opinion, it's not worth mentioning.

The reason why he was unhappy before was not that he cared about the price, but just that he didn't want to suffer a loss.

Not to mention the increasing output of Penghu Lingdi in recent years, he had harvested more than 30 million spiritual stones from the storage bag of the Hundred Orient Master!

Facing Luo Chen's gaze, he sighed, "When the Monster Hunting Department purchases monster materials, the internal price is usually half of the external price. Haven't you, fellow Taoist, understood this over the years?"

Dao Lan saw that Luo Chen was unhappy and wanted to ask for help, so he patiently explained a few more words.

 “It’s not low, it’s been this price for so many years.”

 He has been cultivating all the way and has experienced a lot of trading of monster corpses, so he is also very sensitive to various prices.

"Okay, okay, just two million, I'm too lazy to tell you."

Obviously, Bai Zuoshanzhu took most of his personal wealth with him on this trip, and in the end it gave Luo Chen an advantage.

 Where it is cut in half, it is clearly six or four, or even seven or three.

Luo Chen felt quite ridiculous in his heart as he listened to this seemingly rough and arrogant militant trying to comfort himself with his petty and petty tone of voice.

　　Hundreds of mountains are built, a large number of castings are made, and wealth is flowing with oil.

 The price of a regular first-level monster is no more than a thousand pieces of low-grade spiritual stones.

 Second level, around 10,000 spirit stones, and the body must be relatively complete.

“Two million? Are you kidding me?” Luo Chen asked in a deep voice.

Under the pressure of his unyielding momentum, several foundation-building cultivators trembled and turned to the silent Dao Lan for help.

What's more, the Ten Thousand Immortals Society manages low-level monks strictly, and for their high-star demon hunters, the binding force is not that strong.

 But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

Dao Lan deliberately reminded Luo Chen that it was best to take it away for his own use. Mo Liu was outside the Ten Thousand Immortals Association, otherwise he would be easily punished by the Monster Hunting Department.

 Luo Chen has agreed to sell him the saw teeth on the Scorched Flame Sawtooth Shark, and the price is still very low. He has taken a big advantage, so there is no need to offend the other party at this moment.

No matter how low it is, this is still a big demon king with four heads in the late third level!

The third level is very expensive, often costing hundreds of thousands, and it is divided into different levels.

As he spoke, he waved his hand and put the dried body of the sea-covering demonic dragon directly into the Thunder Accumulating Ring.

 The internal price is too high.

The only thing that surprised Luo Chen was the price of the spirit stones for the demon king's corpse.

Here in the North Sea, because the sea area is vast and all kinds of monsters emerge in endlessly, the market for monsters is relatively low.

“Although the price is low, you can actually exchange part of it for the merit points needed to increase the star level of the demon hunter.”

But something suddenly dawned on her heart. No wonder Zhang Jiadi and his wife wanted to sell the monsters they hunted to the Giant Whale Port at the risk of being punished by the Monster Hunting Department.

 The price of the Demon King in the early stage is one, the price of the Demon King in the mid-term is one, and the price of the Demon King in the later stage is increased several times or even dozens of times!

Of course, this is the trading situation of monster corpses in the Eastern Wasteland.

Luo Chen snorted, "The other corpses were sold to the Monster Hunting Department, but I'd better take this sea-shaking demonic dragon away myself!"

“Even if one day fellow Taoist upgrades his star level to a nine-star demon hunter, he will also be able to gain access to the infant resources of the Ten Thousand Immortals Association. Compared with this, this loss will be nothing at all.”

That’s a real huge sum of money!

 The rules are like this now, and he doesn't bother to argue.

 Dao Lan was helpless.

Dao Lan was a little surprised, "Isn't it 2.6 million?"

 Let alone two million, the total would be sold for seven or eight million, which is a matter of course.

“What’s more, fellow Taoist, these beast corpses like yours are mostly mutilated and cannot reach the optimal transaction price.”

“Furthermore, this part of the loss can also be replenished from the internal resource exchange of the Monster Hunter Department through the discount of the monster hunter’s star rating.”

 Let him be!

After settling the matter, Luo Chen had no nostalgia and said goodbye to Dao Lan and returned to the cave.

 After resting for two days, we headed towards the Sunken Sea again.

 After he left, the name Qingyang Demon Lord had been spread in Taiping Fortress.

And this time, the discussion among casual cultivators was several times stronger than the last time Dao Lan killed the Golden Horned Silver Rhinoceros.

The casual cultivators in the fortress have long been accustomed to the strength of Dao Lan. Even killing the Golden Horned Silver Rhinoceros is just the icing on the cake.

But Qingyang Demon Lord, the golden elixir master who is famous for his casting of weapons in the Ten Thousand Immortals Society, achieved such a brilliant record when he first entered the battlefield. How can people not talk about it?

The only thing that makes everyone feel itchy is that in various discussions, the real means for the Qingyang Demon Lord to defeat the enemy are rarely shown.

Everyone only knows that he has this strength, but they don’t know what magic weapon or secret technique he relies on.

 …

 In a lake on a small island, there are thick clouds, fog, and ghostly atmosphere.

 Luo Chen hangs high in the sky.

 The majestic sun is extremely dazzling in the sky, but its brilliance cannot penetrate into the ghostly mist below.

 And inside Luo Chen's body, there seemed to be a big sun, emitting endless rays of light.

The natal elixir keeps spinning!

The natal magic weapon Hunyuan Cauldron shines brightly, spreading the surging mana in special formation patterns, forming the so-called Senluo Fire Hell in the void!

At your feet, thousands of low-level monsters were wailing and wailing.

A mid-level third-level demon king looked up at the sky unwillingly and screamed at the red-robed Taoist. He took out a magic flying sword that was not in his hand, and then staggered to the ground, seemingly out of control.

 Under the suppression of Senluo Hell, a powerful demon king may be able to resist a little.

 But these low-level monsters can only be slaughtered by others.

Even the demon king in the middle of the third level cannot freely mobilize the demon power, and he cannot even control magic weapons.

He intended to use his body to collide with the red-robed Taoist, but in the dense ghost aura around him, ghost kings flew out from time to time and penetrated into his body, causing the opponent to lose control of his body.

In this case, Luo Chen can activate the true fire without any pressure and refine these still alive monsters.

 Burn, refine, devour life, and feed yourself back!

“The price the Ten Thousand Immortals Association pays for purchasing monsters is too low. Rather than selling it to them, it’s better to achieve your own goals.”

Luo Chen controlled the Senluo Fire Hell to suppress the demonic beasts, and at the same time used the original true fire to burn his vitality, and even had enough energy to think about other things.

When the fourth-level Kurong True Fire burned everything and landed on the demonic beast that looked like a deer but not a deer, or a sheep but not a sheep, several ghost kings escaped in a hurry and flew to the side to wait.

After about a dozen breaths, Luo Chen slowly took back the true fire.

 The Senluo Hell that suppressed everything also suddenly dissipated.

Luo Chen was floating in mid-air, closing his eyes and feeling the changes in his body.

“Thousands of low-level monsters, plus a third-level monster king, can’t convert half of the vitality that the mermaid did.”

“However, mosquito legs are also meat, and when accumulated, a qualitative change will always occur.”

 On the other side of the Sunken Sea, it is difficult to find the great demon king, but low-level demon beasts are everywhere.

　　After killing them all, there are still an endless supply of them on the other side of the Arctic Yamazhi.

Luo Chen believes that if you put in more effort, you will always gain something, and this process is not dangerous for him at all.

The only problem is probably that Luo Chen found that the True Fire of Korong had less and less energy to feed back.

Luo Chen was quite confused about this point. Is it because the level of the monster is not enough, or has the upper limit of his body's load capacity reached its extreme?

 Or, is it that Ku Rong Zhen Huo has limited himself?

 Shaked his head, Luo Chen opened his eyes.

He took a long breath and waved his hand.

　　咻!

A black flag flag fell into the hand, and at the same time, all the ghosts, generals, ghost kings, and even the ghosts flying in the sky all around entered the Ten Thousand Souls Flag.

　At this moment, the blazing sunshine from the outside world and the scorching sights fell on Luo Chen.

 “It’s Demon Lord Qingyang, he’s coming out!”

 “Be respectful and call me Master, or Senior Qingyangzi!”

 “What do you know, some big guys are just good at this.”

“Forget it, I don’t know what the outcome of the Demon Lord’s battle will be?”

As Luo Chen appeared, his fiery gaze finally landed on the bottom of the lake at his feet, which had been completely burned away and only had a dry river bed.

 There was no corpse of the monster, only thick ashes.

 Everyone looked at each other, and an incredible guess emerged in their minds.

 Could it be that…

"Impossible. The monsters that are entrenched on this island are good at forming and combining attacks. Even the five of them, Guo Shangren and the others, have never conquered this island. How can the Demon Lord kill them all by himself?"

"What's impossible? Master Guo and the others are not orthodox golden elixir monks, but pseudo-alchemists who were promoted by refining demon elixirs. If they can't kill the demonic beasts, can't the Demon Lord kill them?"

“But this... there are no bones left, no bones left!”

 Amid the exclamations, Luo Chen seemed unaware.

 His eyes fell on the five golden elixir monks in front of the crowd.

 When his eyes came over, the five people couldn't help but clasp their fists and salute.

 “Guo Fengdao has met Lord Demon Lord!”

Luo Chen has no intention of remembering their names. They are just a few fake alchemists, but now they have something to inquire about.

According to the previous information, this group of monsters was not on the island, which meant that there was a deviation in the information.

He will next hunt other low-level monsters. To prevent a similar situation from happening, it would be better to ask these people for details.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Guo Fengdao and others immediately gathered information about the nearest monsters.

 “The Great Whirlpool at Wakou…Cangqingyuan…Xu Liuhai…Sanqing Gorge…”

 Keep the place names in mind one by one.

These places are where a large number of low-level monsters gather, which is very different from the information on the troop distribution map given by Taiping Fortress Shentu.

 After all, monsters don’t always stay in a fixed place.

 Especially there are those who are hunting immortals.

 They will also change places.

Luo Chen noted down these places, nodded his thanks to a few people, and then hurried away.

 After he left, Guo Fengdao and others stood together, looking at each other, without saying a word for a long time.

They are golden elixir monks, even if they are pseudo-alchemists, they are indeed powerful men with magic power.

Hence, in front of Luo Chen, you can intuitively feel the power of the other party!

Even if the opponent has restrained a lot of spiritual pressure, the mana fluctuations as deep as the sea still make them unable to resist.

It took a long time before Guo Fengdao uttered a word.

“If he wants to kill us, he may not need three moves!”

 …

 In the following months, Luo Chen frequently appeared on the battlefield of the Sunken Sea Demons.

Everywhere you go, the first thing to do is to unfurl the Ten Thousand Souls Flags to block the sight of both inside and outside.

Then use the Senluo Fire Hell to suppress the low-level monsters, and then use the original true fire to forcibly burn them to extract their vitality.

When encountering a more powerful third-level demon king, you can only use a few Qingyang big hand seals at most. If you find it troublesome, you can easily win it with a glare.

 When he leaves, it often means that hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of low-level monsters disappear.

 There are no bones left!

Such overbearing and frequent actions caused the casual cultivators of the Ten Thousand Immortals Society on the battlefield to go from shock and horror to numbness.

The name Qingyang Demon Lord has also been praised time and time again, surpassing the honorific title of Qingyangzi.

Luo Chen can naturally feel the growing awe of others towards him.

 But he didn't care at all and still went his own way.

On the other hand, Jin Dan, the guard from the Taiping Fortress, came with an order from Shen Tu and asked him what to do with the corpse of the monster he killed.

　　He dealt with everything by crushing the bones and scattering ashes.

As Demon Lord Qingyang's prestige grew stronger, Shentu had no choice but to let him do what he wanted.

  Generally speaking, it is a good thing for Luo Chen to kill so much, which is a good thing for the first line of defense.

 A large number of low-level monsters were slaughtered, which meant that the pressure on the Taiping Fortress was continuously reduced. Who could say anything?

 This day.

 A ray of light landed in a turbulent sea.

Luo Chen looked up and saw three giant peaks towering over the sea.

 Three turbulent waters are constantly intersecting in the canyon, but they are distinct from each other.

 Sanqing Gorge!

˜Connecting the sunken sea, the current sea area, and a dangerous place in the Arctic sea.

According to the intelligence, there is a huge group of monster beasts numbering no less than 30,000 here.

 Among them, there are no fewer than five third-level demon kings alone!

There is even a big demon king lurking in the sea on the side of Sanqing Gorge facing the Sunken Sea.

Luo Chen’s target was not the big demon king, but the 30,000 low-level demon beasts.

"If I can swallow up the vitality of this group of monster beasts, my merits will be complete."

Luo Chen murmured to himself before stepping into the Sanqing Gorge area.

But when he was about to take a step, he stopped and saw a big man coming across the waves with a knife.

  It is Daolan.

 “Long time no see, fellow Taoist Dao Lan.”

Dao Lan's expression was slightly stern, and when he saw Luo Chen's face as red as blood, his eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

 The long knife in his hand was trembling uncontrollably, emitting bloodthirsty desires.

 “How is it possible!”

“He takes action so frequently, which logically consumes a lot of mana. Why does this person seem to me to be getting stronger and stronger!”

“What’s going on with that uncontrollable boiling blood and exuberant vitality?”

 “My golden sword is more excited to see him than to see the Great Demon King!”

 Dao Lan kept roaring in his heart, but he still maintained restraint on his face.

"Demon Lord, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why are you here at Sanqing Gorge?"

Luo Chen smiled slightly and asked instead, "What about you?"

Dao Lan frowned, "I'm here for that giant squid!"

Luo Chen said oh, then smiled casually.

“In that case, I’ll leave that troublesome thing to you, and I’ll take care of the rest.”

 Such a big deal?

Dao Lan was surprised for a moment and reminded: "There have been other casual cultivators doing monster hunting missions here for a long time. Fellow Taoists should be careful when they take action."

“Haha, do people of my generation still care about these things?”

Luo Chen laughed loudly and jumped straight into the majestic canyon.

Dao Lan stood behind, looking at the back of the broad robe with big sleeves that looked like fire, and murmured: "You are worthy of the name of a demon king, he looks like a demon!"

 (End of this chapter)