Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster

”The others can change, but the name of Mount Sky Cliff should remain!”

Three thousand miles eastward into the sea, five thousand zhang of mountain reaches the sky.

The name is indeed very fitting, no need to change it.

No one opposed Luo Chen’s words.

Luo Chen turned, facing Jiuling Yuanjun and Elder Fu with their hopeful expressions, and understood.

”After we clear the demon beasts, I will assist both of you in establishing your sect.”

Jiuling Yuanjun cupped his hands, ”The Alchemy Sect truly keeps its word!”

Elder Fu said it wasn’t urgent, but his face showed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, not many low-order cultivators were left on the big ship; even the disciples of Tiandu Sect were dispersed, surveying the distribution of spirit veins in this domain.

Having endured a great calamity, the spirit veins within had changed somewhat.

Tiandu Sect disciples were skilled in dragon-seeking and acupoint-finding, the art of moving mountains and creating veins. After thorough investigation, they would propose a plan on how to construct the most suitable spirit land for Luo Tian Sect’s mountain gate.

By then, Luo Chen and other Nascent Soul True Masters would also need to contribute, possibly even relocating some remnant spirit mountains from places like Taihu and Jiuling within the major domains to fill any gaps.

Thus, while the main situation was settled, numerous trifles remained.

Of course, Luo Chen wouldn’t need to trouble himself with these affairs; he only needed to sit in the center, casually discussing the interesting happenings in the Eastern Wasteland with fellow Nascent Soul True Masters and exchanging cultivation insights.

It was in this context that a casual remark from Elder Fu left Luo Chen stunned.

”Friend Shenyuan is indeed getting old, not only becoming increasingly eccentric but even his appearance has changed quite a lot. He doesn’t look like himself but rather like another friend.”

Changes in temperament were understandable.

But for a cultivator, how could one’s appearance, with the passage of time, feel unfamiliar to acquaintances?

Moreover, how could he not look like himself but rather like another person?