Supreme Alchemist-Chapter 2394 - 2384: Distinguished Background

Looking at the cultivators around Long Yan constantly trying to please him, a faint smile appeared on Jian Wuhen’s indifferent face. Previously, he too was surrounded by this group of cultivators.

"Hello, hello, I am the Chief Disciple of the Qiankun Sect: Shen Ce."

"Hello, Long Yan Fellow Daoist, I am the Chief Disciple of the Emei Sect: Wang Xiaohua."

A pretty female disciple in front of Long Yan was continually flirting, but Long Yan was not moved. However, in a small cabin at the top of the mountain, Long Qingli and Mingyue were gnashing their teeth as they watched.

"Everyone, Brother Long must be tired today, so let’s let him head to our Tianshan Sect’s resting quarters. After tomorrow’s final trial, the Tianshan Sect will arrange a gathering, and then you can all get to know Brother Long better."

Seeing Long Yan’s face full of helpless expression, Jian Wuchen clearly knew the best way to deal with these fanatical geniuses, so with just a few words, he dispersed the many geniuses surrounding Long Yan.

"It seems being famous is a bit painful."

Seeing everyone around had left, Long Yan nodded in deep agreement. Though he was a famous person in the Star Domain, seldom did people curry favor with him this way, so he was not accustomed to it for a while.

Jian Wuchen just nodded in deep agreement, although he wasn’t worried about such things. No matter how many people, they couldn’t pose any threat to Long Yan, unless some sects with ulterior motives had already set their eyes on him.

These words made Long Yan somewhat tempted. In the Cultivation World, there are no rules to speak of. For a genius like Long Yan, if he cannot be recruited, the best way is to nip him in the bud before he grows.

These principles were not something Long Yan couldn’t understand, but they were beneficial to what Long Yan was about to do. If his reputation spread to the Emperor Clan, perhaps his relationship with Lingxi could be openly acknowledged, and Long Yan wouldn’t need to build his forces to confront the Emperor Clan.

However, upon further thought, it would be more secure for Long Yan’s force to be a little stronger. It seems that after this Tianshan Conference, he truly needs to find a strong ally to cooperate with, although Long Yan is unaware that Ying Rentian has already set his sights on him. Now, Ying Rentian is just thinking about how to broach the subject with Long Yan.

"Does he have no background?"

Ying Rentian’s fair fingers gently tapped the table. With his strength, passing the Path to Immortality was not an issue. He wasn’t here to compete for first place but just wanted to find a suitable partner.

Sitting in front of the table was a black-clad guard. This was a royal guard, who naturally only served as his own Dark Guard. In fact, each prince had such a guard to prevent unexpected events, serving as personal protection.

Lu Wujue clearly knew who this black-clothed man was and only turned a blind eye to his presence. Although the Tianshan Sect was powerful, it was nowhere near the might of the imperial court. To put it in perspective, in the Qin Dynasty, other than the Eastern Ancient Clan, there was no force that could rival the Imperial Dynasty.

The prince who was previously assassinated by the Tianshan Sect genuinely infringed on the interests of both parties, which is why the Qin Dynasty cast it aside to be killed, enhancing the Tianshan Sect’s fame. Now, the Tianshan Sect was pleased to be used by the Qin Dynasty as a tool.

Ying Rentian was never disappointed with the dark guards by his side. He believed that even information from the depths of Miaojiang could be fetched by them if needed, but regarding Long Yan, Ying Rentian sighed helplessly.

A gleam shone in his captivating eyes. Long Yan’s actions were overly normal, so normal that Ying Rentian at one point thought it was false information. Furthermore, regarding Long Yan’s strength, the data was pathetically scant. Such a genius disciple, Ying Rentian didn’t believe he had fought only a few times; the only possibility was that someone had altered the information he had.

The energy behind Long Yan was something beyond his imagination. Initially, he thought Long Yan was a civilian genius, but Ying Rentian knew he was really wrong.

However, Ying Rentian couldn’t be blamed for overthinking. Long Yan had broken every record on the Path to Immortality ever since Su Meng twenty years ago. No one else had achieved such a feat. With this kind of genius, Ying Rentian couldn’t believe Long Yan hadn’t fought many times.

Even if Ying Rentian racked his brains, he wouldn’t know that almost everyone Long Yan fought was dead. The most recent were Bone Sky and the so-called Corpse King Jiang Chen. But Jiang Chen wouldn’t voluntarily reveal such messages, would he? Thus, Ying Rentian only had records of Long Yan’s battles with the Commercial Association, leading him to believe his records were forged by others.

However, this only strengthened Ying Rentian’s determination to win over Long Yan. Regardless of Long Yan’s monstrous genius or the forces behind him, Ying Rentian had no reason to let go, especially since his Big Brother’s Haoqi Alliance wouldn’t stand a chance against their unprecedented talent combined with a powerful ally.

Long Yan didn’t know yet that he was already noticed by the famous Prince Qin. If he knew, he might even raise both hands and feet in agreement; after all, having the nation’s power as backing, this thought alone was a bit exciting.

"Old Ying, you can go now."

With a helpless sigh, Ying Rentian crumpled the paper on his desk into a ball. Towards this dark guard of his, Ying Rentian always remained respectful since he was the one who had protected him from his youth, working tirelessly.

"Understood!"

An old voice rang out, and then the dark guard kneeling in front of Ying Rentian disappeared like a gust of wind, as if he had never appeared. Ying Rentian’s fair fingers kindled a blue flame, the immense heat instantly turning the paper ball in his hand into ashes. A cold breeze swept through the window, making the ashes dance like withered butterflies in the wind.

"Seems like I need to make some preparations."

Ying Rentian smiled gently. His path to the imperial throne was definitely not that simple, but people of immense strength were worth his efforts to attract. The moonlight outside the windows transformed into a gentle light inside the room, and Long Yan’s house was not so calm. For instance, on the windowsill, Jian Wuchen was forming shadows with the moon, creating the image of three people.

"Big Brother Jian, what time is it already? Hurry and go back to your room to sleep, or you might not get up tomorrow. I tell you, practicing sword needs persistence..."

Long Yan sat on the bed helplessly, chattering, while Jian Wuchen’s demeanor remained icy cold, showing no signs of impatience.

"I can get up."

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