The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Chapter 1569: Chapter 1667: Sudden Change Once Again

Immortality?

Fang Lin sneered repeatedly: “Yes, upon entering the realm of Martial Lords and seizing the creation of heaven and earth, one may live as long as the heavens.”

The umbrella holder fell silent for a moment: “You say Martial Lords can live forever? Really? Then why are none of those Martial Lords from the past still around today?”

Fang Lin’s expression changed slightly. This person spoke of Martial Lords without a trace of respect, which was unusual enough.

In the world, Martial Artists dare not lightly discuss Martial Lords, Pill Refiners must not rashly debate Pill Sovereigns; this is common knowledge to everyone.

Martial Lords and Pill Sovereigns resonate with the heavens and the earth. Ordinary people who mention them lightly or without respect will receive punishment from the cosmos.

Back then in the North Town Hall, Ling Zhongri, the alchemy prodigy from the Ling Family, boasted in front of many Pill Refiners about how he would also become a Pill Sovereign one day. But before he could finish his sentence, he was punished by the heavens and earth, spitting blood and fainting, his foundation damaged, nearly becoming a cripple.

Yet this person here talks about Martial Lords without the slightest reverence, as though mentioning someone perfectly ordinary.

Even so, this umbrella holder did not receive any punishment from the heavens and earth, as if the invisible forces of the cosmos had ignored him.

“Martial Lords can die too; it’s just that their lifespans are indescribably long. But there will eventually come a moment when their lifespan ends. Then, their bodies will collapse, souls will disintegrate, and even the strongest Martial Lords will scatter between heaven and earth,” said the umbrella holder, with a very calm tone.

Fang Lin remained silent in response; having been a Pill Sovereign in his past life, he naturally understood the words of this umbrella holder.

Indeed, even at the level of a Martial Lord, one is not eternal. Lifespan is immeasurably long, but ultimately, there is an end.

Once the end of one’s lifespan is reached, the body decays, the soul disperses, and Martial Lords too will die.

“No one can resist the passage of time,” Fang Lin blurted out.

“Yes, time is the most powerful force. Even Martial Lords must bow before it eventually. Everything in this world will pass with time,” said the umbrella holder, their tone no longer as calm as before, with a hint of emotion.

Fang Lin kept his attention on the umbrella holder, naturally wanting to see his face, but the black umbrella was always slightly tilted, blocking Fang Lin’s line of sight, never allowing him to see.

“What exactly do you want to say?” Fang Lin asked, frowning.

The umbrella holder heaved a slight sigh: “I am only seeking some inspiration from you.”

“Inspiration? What kind of inspiration do you want?” Fang Lin’s frown deepened, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

“It’s nothing. You don’t need to take it too seriously,” the umbrella holder said with a light smile.

Fang Lin scoffed inwardly; if he didn’t know your details, he would have jumped up and beaten you to the ground by now, playing these roundabout games with me.

“Do you know how to achieve immortality?” The umbrella holder’s sudden question made Fang Lin’s face turn somewhat unpleasant.

“I know shit!” Fang Lin said irritably, almost cursing out loud.

“Don’t get agitated. I think you should know,” the umbrella holder said, with a profound tone.

Upon hearing this, Fang Lin’s heart skipped a beat. What did this mean?

Should I know? Know what? The method of immortality?

Fang Lin’s mind was in a daze. The method of immortality? In his previous life, he had attempted to refine the Life and Death Reincarnation Pill, an act of madness and unimaginable adventure.

To refine the Life and Death Reincarnation Pill was to transcend the boundaries of life and death, to break free from the chains of fate, to prevent the cosmos from restraining one’s own lifespan, so that even as the ages pass, one would never perish.

That was Fang Lin’s original intention behind refining the Life and Death Reincarnation Pill, it was meant for his parents to consume.

But just at the final moment before success, an accident occurred. In the Abyss Pill Well, Fang Lin saw a person who overturned the Pill Furnace, causing his Life and Death Reincarnation Pill to ultimately fall short of completion.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Fang Lin responded with aloof indifference.

The umbrella holder did not say much else, as if to suggest there’s a point beyond which one does not go.

Yet his words had already made Fang Lin very sensitive, feeling that the umbrella holder knew him quite well.

“You are a very interesting person. Perhaps we will meet again soon,” said the umbrella holder.

Fang Lin stood up and walked towards him.

The umbrella holder had no reaction, letting Fang Lin approach him.

Just as Fang Lin was about to touch this person, the figure of the umbrella holder suddenly became illusory.

“As expected, you are but an illusion,” Fang Lin said coldly.

“I can’t help it. My hands are tied, so I can only meet you in this way,” the umbrella holder said somewhat helplessly.

“Who exactly are you?” Fang Lin asked through gritted teeth.

The umbrella holder shook his head: “Time will tell you the answer.”

Having said that, the figure of the umbrella holder disappeared completely.

“You once broke the cycle of life and death,” the last words of the umbrella holder rang out like thunder, leaving Fang Lin stunned in place.

“Who on earth is he?” Fang Lin’s face was unsightly, could the last words from the umbrella holder before disappearing be telling him that he knows the secret of his past and present lives?

But how could that be possible? Fang Lin didn’t dare to think about it, because the secret of his two lives should only be known by his parents, so who is this enigmatic umbrella holder? How could he possibly know these things?

However, the umbrella holder had already vanished, and even if Fang Lin wanted to question this person again, there was no opportunity left.

“If this person is an enemy, I fear there will be big trouble,” Fang Lin muttered to himself. His mind was already filled with heavy worries, and the sudden appearance of this umbrella holder, along with his words, only added to Fang Lin’s burdens.

Looking up at the sky, the heavy snow continued unabated, never ceasing throughout the year.

Fang Lin felt that perhaps a pair of eyes had been watching him impassively all along, even back when he was the Pill Sovereign in his previous life, those eyes were still there.

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Inside a small city in the eastern territories of Tang Country, security was tight, with some of Tang Country’s experts stationed there.

After experiencing a brutal war between two lands, this small city had been recently established, aimed to admonish the three sects and guard against their undying treacherous ambitions to invade the lands of the Nine Countries once again.

On this day, mist rose from the sea, and after several days of great sunny weather, the old people in the city knew that prolonged clear skies with heavy fog would inevitably lead to cloudy days.

Amidst the thick white fog, a demonic howl that seemed to come from ancient times echoed, shaking the entire small city.

“Not good!” Many of the experts in the city were shocked and flew into the air to stare out towards the sea.

Thick and strange vines whistled out from the midst of the white fog, coming on so fast that those Martial Artists of Tang Country who couldn’t react in time were strung through by the vines.

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