Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 16: You Deserve To Die, You Really Deserve To Die_1

"Get out of the way, bystanders! This is Great Lake Gang's business!"

A stern rebuke echoed through the night.

Luo Chen was taken aback, then elated.

Right, right, right!

I am a bystander!

Carrying his sack, he hurriedly moved towards the dark alleyway nearby.

He was retreating backward.

His eyes focused on the four people, afraid they might randomly attack him.

Under observation, he discovered that the four were not together.

It was evidently three cultivators, barely encircling a man near him in the center.

Due to the darkness and having his back turned, Luo Chen couldn't see the man's face.

But when the man spoke, he could guess his expression.

Because the man surrounded was someone he knew well.

Wang Yuan!

"Li Zixiong, you know what I do. Are you sure you want to stop me?"

"Block you? Kill you! You, Wang Yuan, are just a scum who does dirty work for the Broken Mountain Gang, don't tell me you think someone is afraid of you!"

"Kill me? You and these two fifth level Qi Refinement Cultivators?"

"Enough, attack!"

A command was issued and the fight immediately exploded.

Meanwhile, a certain bystander had already retreated into the dark alley.

Luo Chen's heart was pounding, his face slightly flushed, anyone could mistake it for him being the one in the fight.

In reality, he was witnessing a cultivator fight for the first time and was overly nervous.

The Great Lake Gang, Broken Mountain Gang, he knew them.

The Great River District was established by the Yu Ding Sword Sect, its key management consist of strong cultivators from the Sword Sect.

Aside from the Sword Sect's industries, the businesses within the district were made up of the other five Ascendant Sects from the Six Realms of the Far East.

But in a large district with thousands of Rogue Cultivators, the structure is bound to be complex.

Especially with the Eastern Wasteland Million Mountains nearby, the rich resources can make anyone envious. Even the scraps can make a Rogue Cultivator live comfortably.

Therefore, after years of operation, the Great River District had three significant powers.

Leaving aside the external Lianyun Business Union.

The Broken Mountain Gang lived off the mountain. Most Rogue Cultivators hunting on the mountain would join the Broken Mountain Gang.

Groupping together for warmth, forming teams to slay demons, and if they encounter scattered cultivators, it's not beyond them to kill and loot.

And the Great Lake Gang, which lived off the Lancang River. The benefits brought by that river, in some perspectives, are not whatsoever inferior to the Broken Mountain Gang.

Between the two, they seemed like not intervening each other's affairs.

But wherever there are people, there will be conflicts.

Usually, fights from various conflicts are not uncommon.

This time, Luo Chen witnessed it personally.

Of course, through the incidents during the day and the conversation between Wang Yuan and the others just now, Luo Chen more or less understood some of the truth.

This battle, though sparked by the discord between the two gangs, had more to do with the magic tools Wang Yuan was selling.

As expected, the previous owners of those blood-stained magic tools were members of the Great Lake Gang. There's a high chance they were Li Zixiong's relatives or close friends.

Hiding in the alleyway, Luo Chen kept his breath steady and focused.

He wanted to watch the fight outside, but after a moment's thought, he decisively headed towards another route back home.

That kind of battle, wasn't something he could participate in.

Watching the drama unfold from the sidelines could easily result in losing his life.

"I kind of feel bad for not returning the favor to Brother Wang who lent me books during the day."

Luo Chen wasn't an ungrateful person, but with his Third Level Qi Refinement ability, helping might just become hindering.

Thus, escaping is the best move!

A few minutes later, Luo Chen slipped into another alleyway.

If he remembered correctly, past this alley was a small grove, and after passing through that grove, he'd be near home.

Just as he quickened his pace, the sound of the wind came from behind him.

Luo Chen quickly turned his head, saw the shadow of a person in the moonlight, then immediately ducked into a corner of the alley, hiding his figure.

It was one of the Fifth Level Qi Refinement Cultivators.

He seemed to be chasing something, flying about two or three meters above the ground, looking around.

The wind blown in from the outside of the alleyway carried a hint of a bloodstain smell.

"This man is injured!"

"His breath is heavy, the injury is serious."

"Looking at the way he is searching, it seems Brother Wang managed to escape the encirclement."

"It's no wonder he's honed by the daily brush with death, able to severely injure his enemies even when outnumbered, and leave calmly."

With a thousand thoughts racing in his mind, Luo Chen could only hope that the other side would leave quickly.

However, things often don't go as one wishes.

"You damn bastard, I told you to get lost, but you run right into my hands."

Before the words fell.

Whoosh!

Under the moonlight, a black shadow, fast as lightning, flew over suddenly.

"I couldn't kill Wang Yuan, you'll vent my frustration for me!"

The shadow was fast and furious, and Luo Chen had no time to react.

He desperately activated the defensive shield of his worn-out robe and barely managed to draw out his lower-grade magical sword.

Dang!

Sizzle!

The sword broke, the light shield shattered, and the black shadow entered his body in an instant!

Chen Xiao canceled the Wind Riding Technique, landed on the ground, and stumbled involuntarily.

A large wound was opened on his shoulder, so severely injured that he couldn't even conceal the smell of blood.

Flying to this point, he knew he was not suited to continue pursuing Wang Yuan.

Conveniently, there was a third Level Qi Refinement cultivator hiding nearby and his serious injury could potentially compromise his own safety.

Therefore, the notoriously ruthless Chen Xiao, attacked in an instant, not giving his opponent any reaction time.

As he had expected, the outcome was as expected.

"Even Wang Yuan couldn't withstand my Soul Breaking Nail, so your death at its hands as a third Level Qi Refinement is worth it."

Thump!

After finishing these words, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

I mustn't linger here, first search for spoils of war, then leave quickly!

Just as he was considering this, a flash of fire caught his eye.

"Not dead yet?"

Bang!

His reaction was quick, instantly activating the defensive shield on his robe.

However, when the fireball exploded, another huge fireball came smashing down.

Not just one fireball, the continuous barrage of fireballs from behind almost made him despair.

"How is this possible?"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

...

Too fast, giving no room for breath.

Almost without any pause, a series of twenty fireballs, like a rapid-fire cannon, crazily smashed down.

Chen Xiao was a fifth Level Qi Refinement cultivator, and the robe on his body was only of the first order medium grade.

Its defensive performance was quite good, but it had already been cut open by Wang Yuan when he broke through.

Now in this haste, battered by twenty successive fireballs, it didn't even withstand the third one, collapsing directly.

When it came to the last few hits, the fireballs weren't smashing a person anymore, but a piece of charred remains.

Luo Chen leaned against the wall, his face as pale as snow, his whole body trembling.

The person doesn't intend to provoke the tiger, but the tiger harbors ill intentions against the person.

He didn't want to get involved in any conflicts, but the other party wanted his life!

Had it not been for the fact that he had almost exhausted his Qi power, and that his condition was extremely poor.

If it were not for his constant caution, when he used the magical sword and robe to resist the initial attack of the black shadow in the fastest time.

He would have been dead by now.

"You deserve to die, you truly deserve to die!"

Clenching his teeth, Luo Chen forced himself to stand up.

There was a gaping hole in his abdomen, about a finger's width deep.

He could feel that there was something like a nail in his body, causing unbearable pain.

Bearing the pain, Luo Chen walked up to the pile of charred remains.

The other party was burnt inside out, his medium-grade robe was utterly ruined and no longer shimmered as it had during the day.

Flipping it over a bit with the broken sword in his hand, Luo Chen's eyes couldn't help but light up.

"At least he left some inheritance."

A pitch-black storage bag was hidden under the ruined robe.

Just as he picked up the storage bag and before he could even celebrate, there was a crackling sound of tearing through the air from the roof above him.

Looking up, under the moonlight, a burly man holding a big knife, leapt down like an eagle with two skulls in his other hand.