I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Han Yi looked at all the information on the Proficiency Panel with satisfaction.

Since advancing to the sixth layer and failing to register for the Inner Peak quota, Han Yi had not been disheartened.

Instead, he worked hard on his cultivation and expanded his magic skill stack on the side.

Among the original four skills, he practiced the Sword Control Skill the most diligently. This skill was suitable for both long-range and close combat, and its power was immense, so he invested the most time in it.

Moreover.

The mid-grade sword tool, Shadowless Sword, that he bought was also based on the Sword Control Skill.

The three daggers he accidentally harvested in Mengshan City years ago were considered low-grade magical tools and were quite weak among them. They were barely enough when facing Middle Stage of Qi Cultivating, but if they were against a powerful cultivator above the seventh layer of Qi Cultivating, they would be inadequate.

That’s why Han Yi spent a lot of money to buy the Shadowless Sword, which could serve as a powerful supplement.

Without long-term concerns, there must be near worries. This cautious strategy of accumulating strength over the years was his multiple preparations to ensure success.

He understood that to forge iron, one must first be strong oneself.

Apart from the Sword Control Skill, the Spirit Void Finger served as a supplement. The Spirit Void Finger could be activated in a shorter time and even instinctively used before the Sword Control Skill, providing an additional layer of protection.

Furthermore.

As one of the main magic skills, Alchemy Skill was mainly used to make money and earn Spirit Stones to support cultivation.

The Light Body Technique, a body technique skill, could help him escape quickly in unfavorable situations, and dodge attacks during combat. It was an indispensable skill.

Alchemy Skill, Sword Control Skill, Spirit Void Finger, and Light Body Technique – these four had already advanced to the “Fire is Purely Green” level more than a year ago. Over the past year, their progress might have varied, but their importance in Han Yi’s heart was self-evident.

In addition to these four techniques, he also spent the past year expanding his skill set.

Fire Shield Skill, a fire-attribute defensive magic skill, was perfect for Han Yi, who had the Fire Spirit Root. He spent more than 200 spirit stones on this skill, which he could now afford without much burden.

When activated, this skill could form a shield of flames in front of him to block enemy attacks.

Turtle Breath Skill, like the Spirit Void Finger, belonged to entry-level magic skills. But when cultivated to the extreme, it was not to be underestimated, as it could conceal one’s breath.

Han Yi still cultivated it, even though it wasn’t needed in Xuandan Sect or in the market, where special masks could shield one’s breath. That’s because he envisioned a scenario where he would need to use the Turtle Breath Skill.

Moreover, this skill was easy to learn and had good effects.

He had once tested it and found that his Turtle Breath Skill, which had entered the hall, could conceal his breath from a sixth layer Qi Cultivating practitioner standing nearby.

The third new skill he added was the Talisman Making Skill.

As one of the Hundred Arts of Cultivation, this skill was Han Yi’s new attempt after Alchemy Skill.

Talisman Making Skill, like Alchemy Skill, was vast and profound.

Moreover, to some extent, Talisman Making Skill provided more instant combat power enhancement than the effects of pills.

Among the pills Han Yi had come across, only the Breaking Stage Pill had the effect of temporarily enhancing combat power.

Unlike pills, the Talisman Making Skill allowed him to throw a pre-drawn talisman during combat, instantly increasing his combat power.

Strong Talismans, Golden Light Talisman, Thunder Talisman, Spirit Binding Talisman, Sword Killing Talisman…

These talismans made Han Yi’s eyes turn red with desire.

Unfortunately,

the Talisman Making Skill was tougher to learn than the Alchemy Skill. Even with the system’s help, his proficiency didn’t increase quickly.

Most importantly, he needed to spend most of his time on cultivation and other magic skills, with only a little time left for practicing the Talisman Making Skill.

Thus, the results were meager, and after more than a year, he was still at the stage of “beginning to grasp the basics 19/100.”

At this level, he could competently make some cleaning talismans, Ming Guang Talismans, and explosion talismans, but he lacked the ability to make talismans with greater power.

For now, this would do.

Lastly, with his cultivation method, the Fire Profound Skill, he had advanced from the proficient stage to the subtle stage.

The improvement in his cultivation method allowed Han Yi to absorb Spirit Energy at a faster speed, which in turn accelerated his cultivation progress.

Originally, it would have taken him six to eight years to break through to the seventh level of Qi Cultivating, but now it is estimated that it would only take three or four years to advance.

This was one of the biggest gains he had made in the past year or so.

As Han Yi’s eyes flashed, a thought passed through his mind, and the semi-transparent panel in front of him disappeared instantly.

Then, with a sword strapped to his waist, he walked out of the courtyard.

Just as he walked out, he was confronted with a youth with a black face. After a moment’s hesitation, Han Yi couldn’t help but laugh.

The youth with the black face was obviously Zheng Hai.

It had been more than a year since Han Yi had last seen Zheng Hai.

Over a year ago, before the Inner Peak seats were opened, Zheng Hai applied for an external assignment, a piece of information Han Yi had only found out later.

Han Yi couldn’t understand why this guy had applied for the external mission; was he out of his mind?

But by the time he found out, Zheng Hai had already left the mountain and registered his information in the management hall. Regretting his decision, he had no choice but to give up.

“Zheng Hai, you finally decided to come back.” Han Yi spoke with a smile, his teasing expression not hidden.

Hearing this, Zheng Hal’s face immediately turned dark. He was already dark-complexioned, and now his face was even darker.

“Don’t mention it, it’s bad luck, really bad luck.”

“Damn, I didn’t know the external mission would be like that, it almost killed me.”

“It’s a waste of time, a waste of time.”

“It’s all your fault, let’s go, you have to treat me to a drink today.”

Zheng Hai’s face was full of frustration, gritting his teeth.

Han Yi was somewhat baffled; how could this be blamed on him?

However, as he thought about Zheng Hai’s secret application for an external assignment, he couldn’t help but feel both amused and dismayed.

Copying him?

Wasn’t this asking for trouble?

“Come on, today I’ll treat you to a drink at Drunken Immortal Tower.” Han Yi waved his hand grandly and boldly exclaimed.

“Let’s go, let’s see if 1 can drink you under the table this time.” Zheng Hai responded firmly.

A moment later.

At the Drunken Immortal Tower on Little Golden Crow Peak, the first outer peak.

Han Yi spent a generous 48 spirit stones, ordering a pile of spiritual food and spirit wine. Even by the standards of Inner Peak disciples, this was considered a lavish feast.

Now, Han Yi was confident enough to face cultivators below the seventh level of Qi Cultivating, and even against someone at the seventh level, he believed he could remain unbeaten. Naturally, he wasn’t as worried as before.

Over seven years ago, when he returned to the sect from his external assignment, he was only at the third level of Qi Cultivating. He had considered inviting Zheng Hai to a feast at Drunken Immortal Tower but thought better of it and decided to stay low-key.

Back then, his strength was too weak, and he was afraid of being targeted by other disciples.

But now, among the outer peaks, he wasn’t intimidated by anyone except the peak masters and those above the eighth level of Qi Cultivating who were in charge.

If after so many years of cultivation, reaching the sixth level of Qi Cultivating, and having actual combat ability far beyond that level, Han Yi was still afraid and reluctant to go to Drunken Immortal Tower, then his cultivation would have really gone to the dogs.

His desperate cultivation and striving to improve his proficiency was for what? It was to become stronger, feel safer, and be less afraid of being targeted by others.

Zheng Hai’s initially resentful eyes turned dumbfounded when he saw the extravagant array of spiritual food and spirit wine.

This was the first time Han Yi had shown off his ‘wealth’ in front of Zheng Hai.

“Han Yi, you really made it big.”

After being dumbfounded, Zheng Hai sighed heavily.

Comparing oneself to others could be really frustrating..