The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Chapter 1568: Chapter 1666: The Umbrella Man

Atop the snowy peak, Fang Lin sat cross-legged, indifferent to the snow accumulating on his body.

He was alone in this place, the others from Sky Swallowing Palace were not here, not even Dugu Nian had followed.

This was a deeply secluded area of the Extreme North Icefield, surrounded by extremely powerful Demon Beasts in hibernation. Fang Lin concealed his own aura, trying not to alert these mighty creatures to his presence.

However, even if they did notice him, it wouldn’t matter much; with his current strength, he could handle a confrontation with a terrifying Giant Demon of the Seven-Transformations Realm.

Indeed, within the Extreme North Icefield, Seven-Transformations Demon Beasts truly existed, and even beneath the icefield, there were two or three Ancient Demons of the Eight-Change Realm.

Fang Lin was capable of dealing with powerful Demon Beasts in the Seven-Transformations Realm, but if he were to face off against an Ancient Demon of the Eight-Change Realm, that would be quite troublesome, although if Fang Lin wished to escape, he could certainly do so.

Sitting here cross-legged, Fang Lin operated the Nine Cauldron Skypassing Spell, while silently pondering the words spoken by the woman in the black dress.

From the woman in black, Fang Lin learned quite a bit about the three sect, but this knowledge was not what he truly sought. The matters concerning the great catastrophe remained largely unclear to him.

However, concerning the three sect, there might be many valuable clues, and the remnants of Pill Saint Palace were also hidden under the Seven Seas.

Regardless, Fang Lin was certainly going to make another journey to the Seven Seas, whether it was to resolve the feud with the three sect or to seek more truths.

Of course, not now.

The emergence of Sealing Sword Pavilion, along with the mysterious person transformed from the eyeball, put pressure on Fang Lin. Heaven knows what crises the Sky Swallowing Palace might face. While the situation remains unclear, Fang Lin dare not leave recklessly.

The snow grew heavier, and the accumulation on Fang Lin’s body thickened, gradually enveloping him entirely within the white snow. From a distance, it would seem as if someone had built a snowman there.

The Nine Cauldron Skypassing Spell operated more smoothly than ever, as if everything was naturally falling into place.

His current body was much more formidable than the original, an excellent vessel for cultivation.

With such a physique, Fang Lin believed stepping into the Great Longevity Realm would not take too long.

But Fang Lin still lacked some accumulations. He entered the Minor Longevity Realm because he had reshaped his body, received the Power of the Sacred Tree, and was nourished by the Dragon Qi, which led him to his current realm.

If he had not experienced the body reshaping phase, Fang Lin would not likely be at the Minor Longevity Realm and might not even have reached the pinnacle of the Spirit Source Realm.

Although he had stepped into Minor Longevity, he was just at the initial stage of it. Many in the Sky Swallowing Palace had higher Cultivation levels than Fang Lin, and probably only Han Xiaoxing was weaker than him.

“The years of cultivation are still too short,” Fang Lin remarked with a sigh as he gazed upon the boundless white expanse of ice and snow before him.

Compared to those experts who have cultivated for hundreds or thousands of years, Fang Lin’s cultivation years were indeed short, not even thirty years, let alone the existence of individuals from ancient times, each with profound cultivation not comparable to Fang Lin’s.

Of course, having reached the Minor Longevity Realm in less than thirty years of cultivation was impressive enough to make Martial Artists who struggled for thousands of years to barely reach the same realm feel ashamed.

But having a long cultivation time does come with its benefits, such as a profound foundation and solid accumulation.

Fang Lin took a deep breath and pulled out a Pill Furnace from the Nine Palace Bag, operating the Nine Cauldron Skypassing Spell, absorbing the pure Cauldron Qi from within the furnace into his body.

A high-quality Pill Furnace covered in cracks in less than two hours, completely turned into junk without a trace of Cauldron Qi left.

With a wave of his hand, the Pill Furnace disintegrated into ash, blending with the sweeping snowflakes, indistinguishable from one another.

Even after absorbing a superior-grade Pill Furnace, Fang Lin’s cultivation had improved only slightly. Indeed, advancing further upon reaching the Longevity Realm had become an exceedingly difficult task.

That was still thanks to Fang Lin’s practice of the Nine Cauldron Skypassing Spell. If it were an ordinary martial artist, who had struggled for most of their life to climb to this realm, attempting to progress even an inch further would be akin to an impossible ascent to the heavens.

Fang Lin couldn’t help but sigh, “The cultivation of martial arts is truly damn hard, alchemy seems much simpler.”

Suddenly, a person appeared in front of Fang Lin.

The snowstorm was heavy, and this person was holding a black umbrella, moving with steady and deft steps, appearing to be a man.

When he stopped ten steps away from Fang Lin, the black umbrella obscured his features, leaving Fang Lin unable to see clearly.

Fang Lin narrowed his eyes, showing a hint of wariness. This wasn’t a place just anyone could reach, and with the Sky Swallowing Palace nearby, this fellow must either be someone from the Sky Swallowing Palace or someone with profound and unfathomable strength, able to avoid the notice of the Sky Swallowing Palace.

Fang Lin felt that this person was likely the latter.

“Who are you?” Fang Lin didn’t stand up but asked coldly instead.

The person remained hidden and spoke in a slightly deep voice: “You do not know me.”

Fang Lin frowned: “If I don’t know you, then what is your purpose in coming here?”

The umbrella holder gave a slight laugh: “I just wanted to speak a few words with you.”

Fang Lin’s face was expressionless: “The two sentences have already been spoken; you may leave now.”

“No, no, no, I mean no harm, I am not your enemy, don’t be so hasty to send me away,” the umbrella holder spoke with a laugh.

Fang Lin opened his Heavenly Eye and did not hesitate to try to peer into the true face and details of this person.

But when the Heavenly Eye was opened, Fang Lin saw nothing at all.

It was not that the person had used any methods to conceal themselves; it was truly as if Fang Lin was unable to see anyone standing there, as if the umbrella holder didn’t exist at all.

Yet the person obviously stood there, invisible to Fang Lin’s Heavenly Eye, which was quite peculiar.

“There’s no use looking. Even if you saw, it wouldn’t mean anything,” the umbrella holder said with a light chuckle.

Fang Lin became more wary in his heart. Perhaps this person didn’t come with their true body but as an illusion. However, even as an illusion, it still exerted great pressure on Fang Lin.

It wasn’t a matter of aura or realm but rather a direct message to Fang Lin that this individual was no simple character.

“What exactly is your purpose?” Fang Lin asked in a deep voice, glancing back at the direction of the Sky Swallowing Palace, which remained completely quiet, suggesting that no one other than him had detected the presence of the umbrella holder.

The umbrella holder just stood there, neither approaching nor retreating, the black umbrella still in hand.

“Tell me, do you think that within this world, there truly exists someone who can live forever?” the umbrella holder said casually.

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