Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 2518: Chapter 925: Bearing the Coffin, Suppressing Ghosts and Gods (Part 2)

“Since it’s a family matter, let me handle it personally!”

Cang Long looked at her seriously, finally nodding slightly, “Then you go ahead personally!”

Not long after.

On the outskirts of the Ice Castle, known as the Death Ice Sea, a chase, a battle of a husband turned against his wife, began.

Under the rotating bombardment of numerous Talismans, Shang Hu, who excelled in Pill Refinement but was lacking in Battle Formation, finally fell.

He looked desperately at Gu Xiaorou, who was approaching with a sword, eyes filled with confusion.

“Why?”

Gu Xiaorou looked coldly, “The paths of Human and Demon diverge, that’s all.”

Shang Hu was unwilling, “But I have never done anything harmful to the Human Clan, nor have I ever harmed a single disciple of the Ice Castle.”

Gu Xiaorou pursed her lips, countering, “Then why have you been secretly contacting the Demon Beast Clan from the Great Snow Mountain? Moreover, since you joined the Ice Castle, beast tides have frequently occurred. How do you explain this?”

Shang Hu struggled, saying, “If I say those beast tides have nothing to do with me, would you believe it?”

“I believe!” Gu Xiaorou nodded, but before Shang Hu could sigh in relief, she raised her sword tip, “But the Sect won’t.”

Shang Hu opened his mouth, but ultimately his expression turned desolate.

“Xiaorou, must you be so heartless?”

“I’m sorry!”

Gu Xiaorou thrust her sword forward; a blood flower blossomed on the icy lake, and a massive White Fox lay prone on the ground, lifeless.

After accomplishing this, Gu Xiaorou seemed utterly exhausted, staggered a few steps.

Finally, she leaned on her sword point, resting it on the ground.

In the wind and snow, Cang Long slowly approached.

Glancing at the White Fox’s body, she smiled at Gu Xiaorou.

“Xiaorou…”

However, Gu Xiaorou didn’t even look at her, carrying her sword, brushing past her shoulder.

Her voice came, cold as ice, in the wind.

“From now on, do not address me by this name.”

Cang Long’s lips moved slightly, ending in a bitter smile.

For the sake of the Sect, she played both the good and the bad person, swallowing all the fruits of her actions.

But the once intimate junior sister had now grown so distant, a bitter taste indeed!

She personally handled Shang Hu’s body and brought his relics back, entrusting them to someone to pass on to Gu Xiaorou.

Among them was a broken piece of Alchemy Equipment, the Official’s Cauldron.

Since then, within the sect, internally and externally, it became united as one solid block.

The Ice Castle flourished day by day, strong cultivators emerged continually, becoming the third Great Sect within the Yu Ding Realm, only inferior to the Sword Sect and Luo Yun Sect.

Even Qingdan Valley, which had quite a few Golden Core Cultivators, couldn’t match the momentum of the Ice Castle.

But as the Ice Castle grew stronger, internal conflicts also began to arise.

With hundreds and thousands of Foundation Establishment Disciples, and the number of Golden Core Cultivators nearly reaching ten, the territory had not expanded, and resources gradually became insufficient.

The disciples who once adored her gathered under various Golden Core Elders, forming several factions, starting frequent open and covert struggles.

Growing weary of all this, Cang Long found herself especially so when news arrived that Han Zhan, after insisting on wandering, had ultimately achieved the Nascent Soul Stage, awakening her realization.

“I, more than anyone, understood earlier the truth that without achieving Nascent Soul, one remains an ant, yet why did I get entangled in mundane sect affairs?”

She knew it was due to her master’s influence, but it also related to her own tangled emotions.

Continuing this way, the once stunning Cang Long Fairy would merely become a most ordinary Golden Core Cultivator among the crowds.

Thus, Cang Long thoroughly abandoned mundane affairs, letting others vie for power and benefit, focusing solely on her cultivation.

As long as she could achieve the Nascent Soul Realm, any injustice within the sect would be within her power to suppress!

Tianshan was henceforth sealed, and none saw the spectacle of the snow lotus blooming.

Cang Long’s cultivation progressed faster and faster, transitioning smoothly from the Middle Stage Golden Core to the Late Stage, overcoming obstacles effortlessly.

The fusion of the Three Treasures of Essence, Qi, and Spirit accelerated.

Especially her vast Divine Soul, unbeknownst to her, had already surpassed the limits of the Golden Core, reaching the brink of the Nascent Soul Realm.

During this process, Cang Long gradually became aware of something.

Did the past events seem as if they had been experienced numerous times?

Retracing her path, the mental state was no longer the same.

Sinking repeatedly, struggling each time, when would it end?

How should this worldly attachment be severed?

In a daze, she saw a large Crimson Dog, walking alone on the white icy surface.

“It’s a big dog!”

The long-vanished Chi Quan reappeared, coldly staring at her across the ice lake.

Then, Chi Quan turned and left.

This time, Cang Long didn’t let it escape, following decisively.

…

“It’s time!”

Three years after Luo Chen comprehended the Fire Origin, on this day, Luo Chen stood up tall.

Transforming into a dazzling streak of light, he headed towards Tianshan.

Amidst the shock of the Tianshan Disciples and Jueqing Fairy, an ice coffin enveloped in red light slowly floated up to the sky.

“Supreme Elder?” Jueqing Fairy called out.

Luo Chen smiled slightly, carried the ice coffin behind him, looked up to the sky, then looked down at everyone below.

“Soon, you will see your senior sister return safely.”

Then, without hesitation, he left the Elixir Saint’s Blessed Land, carrying the ice coffin.

Midway, a beam of black light burst from the ground, merging onto his shoulder.

Li Yingzhang stood before a towering palace, watching Luo Chen’s departing silhouette, his expression complicated.

The departure of the Supreme Elder this time, with no knowing when he might return.

Li Yingzhang could offer no help, the only thing he could do was to manage the Luo Tian Sect well for him.

“Rest assured, Ying Zhang will not let you down.”

“When you return, Luo Tian Sect will be a qualified Nascent Soul Ascendant Sect!”