I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Chapter 227: Chapter 165: The Great Dry Immortal City

Translator: 549690339

Under the azure sky, it was a clear day.

An Immortal Boat was sailing at a high altitude. The Immortal Boat had the color of lustrous jade and was extremely fast, signaling high quality. The cultivator on the boat must not be weak, for even a Robbing cultivator could not catch up to the speed of the Immortal Boat.

The journey was uneventful.

On the Immortal Boat, Han Yi sat on one side, looking down. He observed the towering mountain ranges and ethereal Immortal Cities below, racing past him. His face was silent, but various thoughts flashed through his mind.

It was absolutely impossible to join the Heavenly Will Sect in this life, especially becoming Master Tian Xin’s disciple, which was out of the question.

Two disciples: one was more pitiful than the other, one more mad than the other. Han Yi didn’t want to become the third.

However, refusing was not an option. Han Yi understood this from the expression on Tian Xin Monarch’s face.

In that case.

Han Yi could only keep silent and not argue further.

He had a plan in mind: regardless of where the Immortal Boat would land, he had to find an opportunity to escape. If he could escape, it would be best. If he could not, it would be like directly declaring to Master Tian Xin that he would not concede.

Drawing his sword on the Monarch was a level of stupidity he had yet to reach.

For now, that was all he could do.

“I wonder if Senior Brother Li Wenbin and other senior brothers, along with the many disciples in the clan, managed to escape?”

A worried thought flashed across Han Yi’s mind, but then he shook his head. He couldn’t even take care of himself right now, let alone worry about others.

Next.

Han Yi refocused entirely on himself.

Although he had taken the Luo Tian Pill and the Soul Pill, and his physical injuries had mostly healed, his Divine Soul was not so easily restored. If it were any other Foundation Building Early Stage cultivator with such severe Divine Soul injuries, they would need at least over a year for recovery.

The Divine Soul injury this time was much more severe than the previous one in Hongluan City when he faced off against Yu Ming from the Heavenly Soul Sect.

Even though Han Yi had cultivated the Ninefold Soul Tower, he estimated it would take him at least a month to absorb the gray-white substance from the Sea of Consciousness through the Soul Tower to replenish his Divine Soul.

Fortunately, his Spirit Sea hadn’t been broken this time, it was only dried up, and his magical power had also been exhausted in the fight. It would only take half a month for him to fully recover.

The injuries he suffered from this life and death battle, both to his physical body and Divine Soul, were extremely severe.

Regarding artifacts.

He had a broken sword on him, a Spirit Sword that had fallen from the artifact level, the Black Light Sword.

A green-black long sword, a top-tier artifact, the Green Reed Sword.

One artifact, the Golden Light Shuttle.

Apart from these three, there were no other artifacts.

Aside from artifacts, there were Spirit Stones.

And Han Yi had a lot of Spirit Stones on him.

Before breaking through the Foundation Establishment stage, he had about four thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones on him. However, he had spent over a thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones to cultivate to the Foundation Establishment stage and during the year at the edge of the Blood Sea.

So there were about three thousand left.

However, the sect had compensated the fifteen Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators who went to guard the Blood Sea with Spirit Stones, so Han Yi got three thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones.

Also, outside Hongluan City, he killed Mo Wen and got Mo Wen’s Blood Knife and storage bag. There were no artifacts in the storage bag, but there were quite a few Spirit Stones, namely six thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones, and two high-grade Spirit Stones.

Adding in the high-grade Spirit Stones he had gotten from the spear-wielding youth’s storage bag before.

After tallying them up.

Now, Han Yi had three high-grade Spirit Stones, twelve thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones, and approximately one hundred thousand low-grade Spirit Stones.

According to the prices in the Cultivation World, the price of top-tier artifacts ranged from one thousand to ten thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones. With this considerable sum, Han Yi could afford the most top-tier artifacts.

As for magical artifacts, they were typically traded using high-grade Spirit Stones, and one would need at least a hundred high-grade Spirit Stones to possibly afford one. This was far beyond Han Yi’s reach.

However, considering his current artifacts were enough, there was no need to buy more.

On the Immortal Boat.

Master Tian Xin was sitting at the front of the boat, while Han Yi was at the rear half. Unfettered, Han Yi started to recover from his injuries.

After an unknown period of time, Han Yi opened his eyes and felt a sense of lightness in his body. In his Spirit Sea, magical power was rampant, filling every corner. In the Sea of Consciousness Space, his Divine Soul was as solid as before.

After a quick calculation, he knew how much time had passed.

Forty-seven days.

In these forty-seven days, both Han Yi’s physical body and Divine Soul had recovered to the state before the fierce battle, and even made slight progress.

He looked towards the front of the Immortal Boat, just in time to see Master Tian Xin looking back at him.

“You recovered so quickly, even your Divine Soul doesn’t show any signs of hidden injuries. The Divine Soul Secret Skill you cultivated must be top-tier. Even your master finds it a bit hard to see through.”

“No wonder you were able to advance to the Nascent Soul Sect, the Xuandan Sect does have some deep knowledge.”

“Very well, now that you’ve recovered, we’ve arrived.”

Master Tian Xin turned to look forward, and Han Yi followed his gaze. Instantly, his pupils slightly contracted, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

Twenty miles ahead.

An Immortal City came into view, even larger, more magnificent, and grander than the Stars Sea.

No, using ‘city’ to describe this majestic structure is not appropriate.

Because its grandness and enormity had exceeded the scope of an Immortal City, and should be considered a conglomeration of countless Immortal Cities.

Endless Immortal Mansions, undulating palaces, densely packed buildings filled his vision.

It was as if an ancient Immortal Court had descended into this world.

A rare look of shock appeared on Han Yi’s face.

On the Immortal Boat, Master Tian Xin looked at the vast Immortal City. For the first time, his face held a complicated expression as he let out a long sigh..