Purple Slip

"When do we make our move?"

Chen Luo came in, found a seat, and sat down. He picked up the teacup beside him and took a sip of water before finally asking.

"The time has not come yet. I invited you here this time because I want to discuss a deal with you."

Completely unlike his attitude back at the Water Mansion, the Flood Dragon King of Myriad Treasure Pavilion had a mild, tranquil aura, as though he were a different person. Chen Luo roughly saw through some of it. This Flood Dragon King before him, like Chen Luo himself, was a clone.

"What deal?"

Chen Luo was very interested in deals. He had very few Dao Integration Realm resources in his possession. The spirit cores he had earned before were not enough to support his cultivation into the next realm.

"You're an alchemist?"

Instead of answering Chen Luo's question, the Flood Dragon King asked one of his own.

"That's right."

Chen Luo immediately understood the other party's purpose. This was also the advantage of an alchemist. So long as one was an Immortal Cultivator, one could never be separated from spirit pills. Whether for daily cultivation or dedicated healing, all of it required the support of pills. The spirit pills needed at the Dao Integration Realm had to be refined by Seventh Tier alchemists. There were only a handful of Dao Integration Realm alchemists in the entire Immortal Cultivation World, even if one searched it from top to bottom, and Chen Luo had never practiced refining such pills. So far, the highest-grade pills he had refined were sixth tier, corresponding to the Void Return Realm.

"I have a pill recipe here. You can study it and see whether you can refine it."

The Flood Dragon King put down the