I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Chapter 132: Chapter 131: Yujing Mountain, Li Changsheng (2/5)

Translator: 549690339

Then, the tone of the man in the green robe shifted, carrying a hint of elation.

“However, the Shroud… it has taken a long time to find… it should be destined to be mine.”

“And as for the demon spawn, it’s natural he should die.”

The next moment, he lightly waved his hand, and without a stir, a beam of light fell on the ten-meter-tall demon who had been planning for today for thousands of years. Its frozen demonic body instantly turned into ashes, leaving no trace.

Whether it was the demonic body or its divine soul, even the possibility of any flesh remained, under this beam of light, completely obliterated.

Following that,

The figure in the green robe reached out a hand, gave it a tug. The bloody light curtain around the square turned into a piece of cloth under this power, shrinking rapidly into a piece of cloth, which was put away by the man in the green robe.

After securing the bloodied cloth, his figure glanced at the paused space below. In his pupils, divine light flickered. The bodies of the people killed by the demons on the edge of the square rapidly turned illusory, crumbling away.

His figure gradually faded and disappeared into this Cave Heaven world.

As his figure dissipated, the words of an Immortal seemed to fall into the realm of mortals.

“The White Jade Palace in the sky, twelve towers and five cities!”

“An Immortal crowned my head, 1 pledged my eternal life!”

“I am Li Changsheng of Yujing Mountain!”

Boom!!

Time, once paused, resumed instantly.

Han Yi did not have time to be shocked, as the murderous intent was already imminent.

In the twinkling of an eye, he placed the Yujing Taixu Order, which he had brought to his mouth, into his storage bag, then was about to put away the Wind Demon Dagger.

However, a broken battle flag had fallen from the sky, ready to freeze him in place.

Han Yi only had time to put away two Wind Demon Daggers. The third unexpectedly leapt from his waist and pierced through his skull.

His body and storage bag instantly turned into an illusion and disappeared without a trace.

The dagger he had used to kill himself launched more than a thousand meters away and embedded into the ground of the square, hilt down.

Xie Jingshan retrieved his battle flag and cast a deep, hard stare where Han Yi’s Taixu form had disappeared: “It’s you again, I’ll remember you.”

Then, he looked up at the sky with a trace of awe in his eyes and immediately turned around without hesitation to join in the struggle for other Yujing Taixu Orders.

The identity of Li Changsheng of Yujing Mountain, who claimed to have killed the frightening demon, was not the immediate concern of the Qi Cultivation stage cultivators on the square.

Because they didn’t even have time to be shocked.

The moment the crisis was resolved, everyone joined the scramble for the Yujing Taixu Order.

The previously halted killings continued, only expanding.

Some managed to secure the Yujing Taixu Order and left, others who were unable to put it into their storage bags were taken down immediately, those who managed to get a Taixu Order were immediately focused on by everyone else.

One crisis had just ended, but a new frenzy had begun.

Han Yi only felt a severe pain in his brow. When he appeared again, he was back in the Taixu Illusionary Realm. In front of him was one large and one small Facing Reality Imprint. He triggered a thought and the Taixu Form appeared, along with a storage bag on it.

Han Yi took out a green jade stone from the storage bag and seeing that it was still there, he couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.

After all the effort, luck played a big part, and he managed to get a Yujing Taixu Order.

At least eighty percent of this was due to luck.

If it were not for the blood-red light curtain and the ten-meter tall demon causing such a stir, his chances of getting a Yujing Taixu Order from over thirty legendary Qi Cultivators would have been slim to none.

Upon confirming that the Yujing Taixu Order was still there, Han Yi, while relieved, couldn’t help but feel a lingering fear from the crisis just before.

Yet amidst this palpitation, shock accompanies it.

“Demon Clan, mortuary cloth, a blood-red screen, separating Heaven and Earth, Yujing Mountain, within the plan, Li Changsheng.”

Han Yi did not delve deep into contemplation, only understanding the surface.

And it was these surface details that had already shocked him profoundly.

“Could Li Changsheng be the Spirit Transformation stage cultivator who transformed the Facing Reality Heavenly Realm?”

“Forget it, concerning such omnipotent and earth-shattering powerhouses, no matter how much I guess, I will not be able to figure them out.”

“It’s not good to be overly ambitious, it’s more appropriate to focus on myself.”

“One trip to the Cave Heaven Trial, and I’ve lost a Shadow Bearing Sword and four Wind Demonic Daggers. I hope this Yujing Order would give me a big surprise.”

Han Yi thought for a while, took out the Golden Light Shuttle from his storage bag and put it in his Taixu body’s storage bag. Better safe than sorry.

Then, he transferred his divine soul and stepped into the portal.

The scenery changed, and the sky and earth were replaced. Han Yi appeared in the Chi Mang Tribe. Without uttering a single word, he headed straight towards the shaman’s stone house.

All the way, he saw many cultivators who had descended. These cultivators were gathered together, discussing everything that had just happened in Emperor Demon City.

These people were all cultivators who had died within the Emperor Demon City and had descended once again.

Unfortunately, each person only had one chance to reach Emperor Demon City. If they died, the Taixu body descended, it would only reach the primitive tribes, and if they rushed to Emperor Demon City again, they would be too late.

Han Yi slowed down his pace, trying to remain calm and collected, listening as he walked.

“Founder of Yujing mountain, Spirit Transformation, Li Changsheng.”

“Critical State, Demon Clan, Mortuary Cloth.”

“Owner of the Yujing Order.”

Countless keywords were captured by Han Yi.

He did not linger anymore, stepping into the shaman’s stone house.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he came out with a tense look, found an uninhabited place, punched through his third eye, his body evaporated into nothingness, returning once again to Taixu Illusionary Realm.

As he opened his eyes again, he was anxious to reallocate his Taixu body, taking out from his Taixu body’s storage bag the spiritual item he just exchanged.

Han Yi was not comfortable remaining in the Cave Heaven world. Who knows if he might encounter some legendary cultivator who is adept at mind control? When he controls him, forcing him to hand over the spiritual items he had just exchanged, wouldn’t that be utterly futile, despite all his desperate efforts?

This possibility was almost zero, but the spiritual item he exchanged was related to his future, so even the slightest possibility must be extinguished.

What came out of his storage bag was a queer stone insect. The stone insect did not show any sign of life. Even if he used the Qi Observation Skill, not a trace of qi essence could be discerned.

So ordinary, so extraordinary that Han Yi wouldn’t give the stone insect a second glance if it was thrown at the roadside.

“Is this the spiritual item that can improve my root bone?”

When the shaman of the Chi Mang Tribe took out this stone insect in his stone house, his face was full of struggle, making his originally old face look even more terrifying.

The look in those eyes, Han Yi recognized it. It was more gripping than when he sold the Taixu Order last time to obtain the Facing Reality Imprint.

It was the unwilling expression of parting with one’s most precious treasure.

However, as long as the shaman could get a Yujing Order, even if it meant risking his life, he would not hesitate. Although he was reluctant, he eventually handed it over to Han Yi.

When Han Yi handed the Yujing Order to the shaman, the smile on the shaman’s face scared him.

However, all of this had nothing to do with him. Regardless of what the Yujing Order meant to the primitive tribe and to the shaman, it had nothing to do with him. What he wanted was this treasure that could improve his root and bone, this queer stone insect right before his eyes.

“The shaman didn’t tell me the name of this stone insect, but he did inform me how to use it.”

“True to nature of the primitive tribe, even the usage method is so simple and brutal.”

Han Yi didn’t think twice about it. He reached out with his physical body, picked up the stone insect, and without caring whether the stone insect was clean or not, directly stuffed it into his mouth.

After it entered his mouth, it surprisingly didn’t have the typical feeling of spiritual items, not even a taste. After a few chews, it felt like chewing a piece of rock, and he swallowed it..