I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Chapter 225: Chapter 164: Daoist Sky-heart_2

Translator: 549690339

Along this path of bloody footprints, countless fragments of magical weapons were scattered around, including swords, knives, cauldrons, umbrellas, and halberds, to name a few.

The ferocity of the battle could be seen from the numerous fragments of magical weapons and bloody footprints.

A full quarter of an hour later.

A cultivator appeared in the middle of the desolate farmland, stepping on a blood sword and landing in front of the flame that had only a hint of ember left, his face uncertain.

“Yuan Changtian’s presence vanished here.”

“The Qi of that Xuandan Sect cultivator also disappeared, but there was no corpse left behind.”

“The fight here is so fierce that even I am terrified.”

This cultivator was naturally Lu Zhi. Yuan Changtian had been gone for too long, and another Foundation Establishment Peak cultivator sent him to search. Today’s siege had achieved its purpose, and it was time to retreat. If they didn’t leave now and Yuan Shun came out of Xuandan Peak, they would be in danger.

At this moment.

Seeing the battlefield and Yuan Changtian’s aura disappearing in the flames, Lu Zhi felt a trace of relief amidst the silence.

He was relieved that he had not pushed that Xuandan Sect cultivator to the limit.

Otherwise, he would have been the one reduced to ashes beneath those mysterious embers.

Lu Zhi turned and left without hesitation, needing to report the changes here to the rest of the Blood God Sect quickly.

With Yuan Changtian’s unexpected death, the plan needed to be altered.

On the other hand.

After Han Yi was pulled onto the Immortal Boat, he felt an unexpected stroke of luck, realizing that he wouldn’t die after all.

As for the old man saying that he wanted to take him as a disciple, Han Yi naturally ignored it.

How could he join such a neurotic department like the Heavenly Will Sect unless he went crazy himself?

When his injuries improved, he would find a chance to leave and stay far away from the Heavenly Will Sect.

“This is the As You Wish Pill, take it.”

The old man handed Han Yi a bottle of Pills, and Han Yi took it, placing it aside without taking it. Instead, he took out two bottles of pills from his storage bag.

One bottle contained Soul Pills, which could heal the Divine Soul’s injuries.

The other bottle contained Luo Tian Pills, which could heal physical injuries.

First, he took the Luo Tian Pills, swallowing three at once. The light golden Luo Tian Pills turned into three cool auras as soon as they entered his stomach, flowing through his whole body’s meridians, bones, and flesh.

A moment later, Han Yi’s hands began to ache, from his fingertips to his elbows, the pain reaching down to his bones. Despite the pain, he clenched his teeth and persisted without making a sound.

The old man nodded approvingly.

“Not bad, quite a tenacious temperament. That’s another good quality.”

“Old Daoist, no, I’m starting to like you more as my master.”

The old man burst into laughter, directly sitting cross-legged in front of Han Yi and staring intently at him.

Unfazed, Han Yi took the Soul Pill, which dissolved in his stomach and flowed into his Sea of Consciousness, integrating with his Divine Soul, gradually consolidating his slightly scattered Divine Soul.

In less than a quarter of an hour.

Han Yi’s arms were covered in a thick layer of blood cocoons, and the agonizing pain from the reorganization of his shattered bones had turned into numbness. He wiped his hands over the blood cocoons to peel them off, restoring his arms to their original state.

At the same time, his ribs and the displaced, broken organs in his chest also healed quickly.

This was the astonishing effect of the Luo Tian Pill, which could be called an Immortal Pill in the mortal world, able to bring the dead back to life and heal broken bones.

Han Yi put the broken sword by his side into the storage bag while ignoring the Artifact level Golden Light Shuttle.

“Thank you for your rescue, Senior. May 1 ask if there’s anything I can do for you?” Han Yi said with difficulty while standing up and bowing.

The old man waved his hand, pointing to the place where Han Yi had been sitting, and then to the Golden Light Shuttle next to him.

“Sit down first.”

“Although this Golden Light Shuttle is only a lower-grade Artifact, it’s a trump card for you. It’s your spoils of war, so take it first.”

Without decline, Han Yi sat down, directly putting the Golden Light Shuttle into his storage bag in front of the Nascent Soul elder.

Speaking of which.

The two battles he encountered today were the two most significant losses he had ever suffered.

In the battle against Lu Zhi, his Clear Spring Sword and Golden Light Shuttle had been directly detonated.

In the battle against Yuan Changtian, his Heavenly Dagger, Panlong Sword, Demon-slaying Sword, Blood Sword, and other magical artifacts had been nearly depleted, leaving only a Green Reed Sword and a broken Black Light Sword.

If it weren’t for the anomaly of the Green Reed Sword at the very end, this top-grade magical artifact would also have been discarded and detonated by him.

However, these magical tools were incomparable to this Artifact level Golden Light Shuttle.

With this Artifact in hand, he had made a huge profit.

However.

The battle today was the closest he had ever come to death.

He had never been so embarrassed or injured so heavily before this.

If he could choose, Han Yi would rather give up this Artifact in exchange for safely reaching the Xuandan Mountain Range.

Moreover.

The uncertainty was, what exactly did the Nascent Soul elder in front of him from the Heavenly Will Sect want to do?

That was Han Yi’s concern.

Of course, he wouldn’t take it for granted that the other party wanted to recruit him as a disciple and join the Heavenly Will Sect because he was an outstanding fighter, giving him artifacts, spirit stones, and all kinds of Immortal Affinity.

That was wishful thinking.

It is essential to be wary of others but not to harbor ill intentions towards them.

Han Yi always kept this in mind and never dared forget it.

Three meters away, the old man saw that Han Yi didn’t refuse and put the Golden Light Shuttle away directly. He could not help but reveal a flash of light in his eyes and secretly nodded in approval.

Ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators, when faced with a Nascent Soul elder, would show some fear and apprehension. However, this cultivator from the Xuandan Sect didn’t exhibit any such emotions..