Immortality Begins With The Alchemical Master Chapter 704: The Master of Heaven Splitting Stream, Descendant of Sang Jiu Gong - Novel Cool (2025)

Chapter 704: The Master of Heaven Splitting Stream, Descendant of Sang Jiu Gong

If you calculate carefully, the great war between the righteous and demonic forces in the Northern Sea has been ongoing for nearly a century, starting from small-scale skirmishes to an all-out war.

Especially after the full-scale war began, both sides have been locked in a stalemate for fifty years.

From the initial uprising of the righteous and demonic forces against the Sea Cang Righteous Alliance, where they held an absolute advantage, to later seizing half of the Northern Sea's human cultivation realm, the two sides eventually reached a stalemate, with neither gaining the upper hand.

At that time, it could be considered a rare period of calm in the Northern Sea's cultivation world after the Demon King Sect's destruction.

The righteous and demonic alliance occupied half of the Northern Sea's human territory, while the Sea Cang Righteous Alliance controlled two-thirds of the remaining half. Although their territory was smaller than the righteous and demonic alliance, it was the essence of the inner sea, cultivated by Northern Sea cultivators for thousands of years.

The remaining scattered areas were divided among the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly, the Heavenly Origin Commerce Guild, and some remote minor powers.

At that time, order was well-maintained, and even with some minor frictions, they only occurred between the righteous and demonic sides.

The exchange of cultivation techniques and business dealings resumed.

Even when Luo Chen traveled to the far north and southeast in his early years, as long as he didn't deliberately provoke trouble, no one would target him.

Unfortunately.

This peace was completely shattered a few months ago.

With the disappearance of the strange phenomenon in the Sinking Sea's Golden Sky Black Sea, the Penglai Immortal Sect inexplicably began to reduce its forces and recall a large number of disciples from the outer sect.

As a result, the balance between the righteous and demonic sides was broken.

The Sea Cang Righteous Alliance, which had been suppressed for fifty years, took the initiative to counterattack and recapture the immortal islands occupied by the Demon Luo Stream in the early years.

The intensity of the battle was so great that some small powers, unaware of the changing situation, were inadvertently affected.

The Sui Family's ship fleet, upon reaching the Blazing Gate, forcibly changed course, and it was already wise for the leading cultivators to do so.

But Luo Chen's direct entry into the heart of the battle seemed somewhat reckless.

Late-stage Golden Core cultivators usually dominated their surroundings, and with a little restraint, they could roam freely in the Northern Sea.

However, in the face of battlefields with tens of thousands of cultivators, they were truly insignificant.

Riding on the Wooden Kite, Luo Chen entered the battlefield, protected by a force field, and charged forward without hesitation.

Suddenly, a flying sword with powerful force pierced through the air towards him.

Luo Chen's expression remained unchanged as he extended his right hand, spreading his five fingers.

Seeing this, the Sea Cang Alliance's Golden Core cultivator, who had summoned the flying sword, couldn't help but laugh, wondering if there was such a reckless person who dared to try to grab a flying sword with his bare hands.

Didn't he know that the summoning and retracting of treasures were as easy as the mind's command? How could it be so easily seized by bare hands?

Even if the opponent had some reliance, as long as he dodged this grab and then slashed diagonally, he could sever the opponent's arm, and then...

With a thought, he controlled the flying sword, intending to skirt around the edge.

But the next moment! The opponent's large hand suddenly shifted a few inches in mid-air, blocking the fierce flying sword.

Then, with a grab of the five fingers!

The flying sword seemed to have a spirit of its own, as the rigid sword body suddenly became soft, extending from the opponent's fingertips like a spiritual snake.

Luo Chen's expression remained calm as he twisted his right hand, twisting the soft sword into a braid, intertwining it on his arm, and then giving it a light shake.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The fierce flying sword shattered into countless fragments.

With his life-bound treasure destroyed, the Sea Cang Alliance cultivator was as if struck by a heavy blow, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood on the spot.

Luo Chen didn't even glance at him; instead, he casually threw the flying sword fragments in another direction.

There, a thick, small mountain range flew towards them with a rumble.

These fragments did not intimidate the mountain range.

However! Luo Chen's seemingly casual swing contained exquisite techniques and an attempt to infuse Yuan Qi into the fragments.

The dense fragments, glowing with bloodlight, penetrated the mountain range.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In just an instant, the fragments sliced through the mountain range like a knife through tofu, heading straight for the Demon Luo Stream cultivator who had released this treasure.

There was a group of cultivators, about seven or eight of them huddled together.

After piercing through the mountain range's treasure, the fragments still retained their power, and when they reached the cultivators, they exploded.

Accompanying the explosion was a chorus of panicked and mournful cries.

Without even glancing at the battle's outcome, Luo Chen stood on the Wooden Kite, swiftly crossing this battlefield.

The previously intense battle between the righteous and demonic forces suddenly came to a halt due to Luo Chen's intrusion.

This seemed extremely bizarre on such a vast battlefield.

On the Sea Cang Righteous Alliance's side, Shang Junshu quickly flew over, looking at the middle-aged cultivator who was spitting blood and had a pale complexion. It was his flying sword that had been summoned earlier.

"Second Uncle, how are you?"

"I'm fine, but my life-bound flying sword is destroyed, and my spirit has been affected. It's not suitable for me to continue fighting." The middle-aged cultivator wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the black-clothed cultivator in fear, "He's a Nascent Soul stage old monster!"

To shatter a treasure with bare hands and severely injure seven or eight Golden Core cultivators from the Demon Luo Stream with a single strike, he couldn't think of anyone capable of such a feat except for a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Shang Junshu looked at the departing figure of the black-clothed cultivator in surprise, as he clearly exuded the aura of the Golden Core stage!

Although his force was domineering and pure, far surpassing theirs, he couldn't be considered a Nascent Soul stage old monster.

But after looking at him for a while, Shang Junshu's face showed confusion.

Why did this person give him a vague sense of familiarity?

As if he had seen him somewhere before?

With Shang Junshu's protection, the middle-aged cultivator retreated from the front line.

"Young Master, why did you come here? Shouldn't you be at the rear, leading the Four Seas Commerce Guild's logistics and supply efforts?"

The young man addressed him as Second Uncle, and he couldn't ignore family etiquette.

Shang Junshu said with a puzzled look at Luo Chen's departing figure, "My father came, and I followed him here. Later, we might need to discuss with the Master of Heaven Splitting Stream."

Shang Junshu's father was the founder of the Four Seas Commerce Guild, the Four Seas True Man.

The middle-aged cultivator exclaimed in delight, "The True Man has personally come to the front line?"

"Yes, there are some secrets that are not suitable to be shared with you. But if we win this battle, the area ahead may become the main base for our Four Seas Commerce Guild in the future.

"Shang Junshu spoke absentmindedly, his mind searching for the source of the familiar feeling he got from the black-robed cultivator.

Gradually, an image of a crimson face merged with the black-robed cultivator in his mind.

'Is it him?'

'Has he really fallen to this state?'

Recently, the hottest news before the Righteous and Demon War was undoubtedly the news that a powerful cultivator from the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly had become the biggest winner in the Sinking Sea Secret Realm.

Among the rumors, there was one that caught Shang Junshu's attention the most.

The rising star of the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly, the Azure Sun Demon Lord, had defied the odds and defeated the Flying Cloud Ravine Master, Flying Cloud Zi True Man!

He had crossed paths with this Azure Sun Demon Lord in the past.

It was during the Cold Light Island Jade Cold City auction.

It was also around that time that the Azure Sun Demon Lord first made a name for himself in the Northern Sea cultivation world.

In just fifty short years, the once-unknown cultivator who had fled from a group of Golden Core cultivators was now an existence beyond his reach.

The Northern Sea legend, a generation's Demon Lord!

...

Luo Chen's gaze paused for a moment.

But his Wooden Kite, undeterred, continued to charge forward.

A chilling voice echoed across the battlefield.

'You've injured my subordinate, and you think you can leave so easily?'

A vast power, like a shackle, descended from above.

It was a Nascent Soul domain! Along with the domain came a massive, dark palm of spiritual power.

Luo Chen let out a cold snort, and within the Nascent Soul domain, his body was enveloped in blood-red light, unaffected by the slightest delay, moving freely like a fish in water.

Then, he slowly clenched his fist and struck out with his elbow.

His right hand stretched like rubber, filled with blood-red light, and clashed fiercely with the giant palm of spiritual power.

Boom! With a single strike, the giant palm was shattered, leaving a gaping hole.

Luo Chen, riding the Wooden Kite, flew through the hole, his voice cold and sharp.

'Heaven Splitting Stream Master, you should worry about how to deal with the Nascent Soul True Person from the Sea Cang Righteous Alliance!'

A man in dark golden robes, hidden in a secret location, witnessed this scene and was initially surprised.

This Golden Core junior could ignore his Nascent Soul domain.

Moreover, he had the power to withstand his casual strike.

What was this strange blood-red light? Then, he frowned, thinking about the Nascent Soul True Person from the Sea Cang Righteous Alliance.

It could only be the old ghost Nan Qi, and they had been at a stalemate in this area for ten years, so there was nothing to worry about.

But the next moment, his expression changed as if the sun had suddenly been obscured by dark clouds.

Three streams of power, no less formidable than his own, rose from the rear of the Righteous Alliance.

'Nan Qi! Shang Si Hai! Madam Mi!'

'How could they appear together?'

...

'Your control over that power seems to have improved!'

On the boundless, turbulent sea, the Wooden Kite raced forward.

Luo Chen unleashed a Dragon Severing Technique, removing the spiritual energy left on his body by the Heaven Splitting Stream Master. This person was cunning, leaving a hidden trap with just a casual move.

He didn't disagree with Han Zhan's words, merely nodding slightly.

After reaching the Primordial Fourth Stage in body refinement, squeezing the flesh would generate a crimson power, which Luo Chen named Yuan Li.

He had possessed this power for twenty years, but initially, he didn't know how to utilize it.

He had only realized the basic principles of limb regeneration and controlling bodily changes.

But after the battles in Devil Slaying Land, especially after the physical Nirvana of Ming Zhao Tian, he was certain that this power was no weaker than the spiritual power of a Nascent Soul True Person.

For example, just now, without the ability to release the Senluo Inferno, he directly ignored the suppression of the Heaven Splitting Stream Master's Nascent Soul domain and calmly counterattacked.

In the past, it was said that in ancient times, the Primordial Beasts were the masters of the Mountain and Sea Realm, and humans were not the favorites of heaven and earth.

Now it seemed the rumors were true.

A fourth-stage Primordial Beast might not be able to manipulate heavenly spiritual energy, but with the boost from Yuan Li, they were also unaffected by heavenly spiritual energy suppression.

How to describe this feeling...

It was like the relationship between a fish and the ocean.

Humans might be intelligent, understanding the principle that water could both carry and capsize a boat, and they could manipulate seawater to their advantage.

But fish were born in the ocean and would never drown in it. Luo Chen had been shortsighted before.

He had laboriously researched the Senluo Inferno, trying to resist the domain suppression of Nascent Soul cultivators.

But on second thought, if not for the experience with the Senluo Inferno, he might not have so easily understood the subtle similarities of Yuan Li.

Luo Chen didn't want to discuss this topic and instead offered praise.

'Senior, this Wooden Kite puppet, though not flashy, is indeed the fastest flying treasure I've ever seen.'

Han Zhan smiled lightly, "That's natural. This puppet was personally crafted by the Heaven Forging Demon Lord in his early years. Although its grade isn't high, its value is no less than the Spirit Wood Puppet I obtained."

That Spirit Wood Puppet was a fourth-stage puppet, comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator! And this Wooden Kite was so powerful? Luo Chen raised his eyebrows but said nothing more.

Following his memory, he flew at full speed toward Purple Spirit Island.

He didn't hesitate to cross the battlefield of the righteous and demonic forces to save time. If the Moon Scatterer reached Purple Spirit Island first, he would be like a hare waiting for a hunter.

He was that hare.

...

"Purple Spirit Island, the Purple Monkey Flower?"

In the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly.

The Moon Scatterer slowly retracted her hand.

Opposite her, Duan Li, who used to have a gentle temperament, now had a dazed expression, his vitality fading.

Zi Hou spoke cautiously, "The Fishing Old Man's statement can also verify the result on Duan Li's side. The Azure Sun Demon Lord did indeed disappear for one or two years after the Withered Tree Ridge mission. The timing matches perfectly. But why would the Azure Sun Demon Lord want this kind of poisonous flower, the Purple Monkey Flower?"

What are you doing?

Moon Scatterer didn't know.

But she knew that the other party had spent so much effort, both in clearing out demon beasts and setting up the island-encircling formation array, painstakingly cultivating the Purple Monkey Flowers, there must be a purpose.

And they certainly wouldn't give up the things there easily.

She waved her sleeves and turned to walk out of the dungeon.

Zi Hou followed behind, "True Man, what about Duan Li?"

"After all, he's a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, and his foundation is quite solid. Let's keep him! I'm currently short-staffed, and even after my soul-searching technique, he still has the strength to fight."

"What about the disciples and followers of Tu Sang Sect?"

"Kill them!" Moon Scatterer said indifferently.

Zi Hou hummed in acknowledgment and then asked, "What about the Zhou Family of Lotus Harvest Island?"

Moon Scatterer waved her hand, "Kill them too, but spare the Zhou Family woman. It's a favor I'm doing for the Zhou Family of Coral Sea."

Zi Hou's expression turned solemn, and she respectfully lowered her head in agreement.

In her heart, however, she thought, The True Man really dislikes Azure Sun Demon Lord! Basically, anyone associated with him gets a death sentence.

After careful consideration, it's no wonder he's not fond of them.

She doesn't know what's happening in Bright Heaven, but it's true that Azure Sun Demon Lord forcefully took the Immortal Paradise Octagonal Pavilion from her and the Fishing Old Man's subordinates.

That treasure was specifically requested by Moon Scatterer.

Now, Moon Scatterer is keeping a close eye on Azure Sun Demon Lord, likely preparing to take back the Immortal Paradise Octagonal Pavilion.

So be it!

With Azure Sun not returning and the Zhou Family slaughtered, the well-established 800-li Penghu will become "ownerless," and she can pick the fruit.

...

The Wooden Kite's speed was astonishingly fast.

Back then, it took Luo Chen half a year to travel from Withered Tree Ridge to Purple Spirit Island, but this time, he arrived in less than a month.

While this was partly due to his confidence and recklessness, charging straight ahead without taking detours, it was also thanks to the Wooden Kite.

Looking at the empty sea area, Luo Chen's eyes shone with spiritual light, and the next moment, an island enveloped in faint spiritual light came into view.

It was the concealment formation array he had set up back then!

Without the Seven Stars Island as a cover, Purple Spirit Island was no longer as secretive.

If not for this island-protecting grand formation, who knows how many cultivators and demon beasts it would have attracted.

Luo Chen waited quietly outside for a while.

Until Han Zhan's voice reached him.

"Aside from a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, there's no one else on the island. It seems Moon Scatterer hasn't come to catch you yet."

Luo Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

That's good!

As for the Foundation Establishment cultivator, he wasn't surprised.

Back then, Sang Jiu Gong had mentioned that during the cultivation of the Purple Monkey Flowers, a dedicated person was needed to guard them. The cultivator on the island was probably a disciple sent by Tu Sang Sect.

Luo Chen smiled slightly and stopped concealing his aura, heading straight for Purple Spirit Island.

...

The simple cave abode that Luo Chen had established back then was now meticulously arranged.

Moonlight Grass for calming the mind and Pale Spirit Flowers for refining and absorbing spiritual energy were planted in the corners of the cave.

This arrangement indicated that the cultivator residing here intended to stay for the long term.

Luo Chen looked at the middle-aged man with a simple and honest demeanor, who seemed older than himself, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Jing He, you've worked hard these years."

Sang Jinghe stood respectfully across from him, his face filled with surprise and gratitude. He never expected that before the Purple Monkey Flowers reached maturity, Senior Azure Sunzi would arrive early.

His work had received high praise.

"It's not hard work; this is what I should do. Great-Grandpa specifically instructed me before his Nirvana to take utmost care of the Purple Monkey Flowers here. I dare not slack off for a single day."

Luo Chen smiled, a hint of regret in his smile.

Sang Jiu Gong had passed away.

He left for the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly and, after ten years, passed away at the end of his lifespan.

For a Golden Core cultivator, it was a decent ending.

The only regret was not being able to see him one last time before his Nirvana.

He still remembered their last meeting on Tu Sang Island, filled with spiritual plants and mulberry trees, where Sang Jiu Gong had warmly hosted him and showed him around the island.

It was during that visit that Sang Jiu Gong had introduced Sang Jinghe to him.

Sang Jinghe wasn't directly related to Sang Jiu Gong, so their relationship was rather distant.

However, he was indeed Sang Jiu Gong's only relative outside of his disciples and followers.

Not only did he have a blood connection, but he also inherited Sang Jiu Gong's spirit plant cultivation technique.

So, there was a successor.

Sang Jiu Gong had arranged for him to stay here, far from Tu Sang Sect, for nearly thirty years! For other cultivators, it would be considered a form of exile.

But in Luo Chen's eyes, it was Sang Jiu Gong's heartfelt care for his successor before he passed away.

It kept him away from the disputes of the cultivation world and allowed him to gain favor with Luo Chen by cultivating the Purple Monkey Flowers.

With the old acquaintance gone, Luo Chen didn't hesitate to show kindness to his successor.

After all, this was one of the promises they had made to each other back then.

So, after a brief inquiry, Luo Chen got straight to the point.

"I'm taking all the Purple Monkey Flowers on Purple Spirit Island with me right now!"

"Ah!" Sang Jinghe was taken aback, "But the poisonous flowers haven't matured yet! Even with the ripening spirit liquid given by Great-Grandpa, it will still take at least ten years."

Luo Chen raised his eyebrows, ten years faster than the estimated fifty years? He didn't delve into the changes and continued, "After transplanting the local spirit herbs, I won't be returning to the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly. Instead, I plan to go elsewhere. Are you willing to leave with me?"

Sang Jinghe was stunned again.

Tu Sang Sect is still on the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly's side.

According to Great-Grandpa's will, once he completes this task, he can return to inherit the position of Tu Sang Sect's sect leader.

Now, Azure Sunzi is taking him away?

For a moment, he hesitated.

Luo Chen didn't rush him but instead left the cave abode and headed to the pit where the Purple Monkey Flowers were cultivated.

Whoosh...

A gentle breeze blew, and an octagonal pavilion slowly emerged, floating above the pit.

(End of Chapter)

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