I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Chapter 232 - 232: 166: The Jade Que Treasure Gui_3

“What on earth is this old scoundrel Tian Xin planning?”

“It’s not simple that this old scoundrel has been able to keep going for so many years.”

“I must find out what’s going on after all this.”

Meanwhile.

Using the Light Body Technique, Han Yi controlled his speed. He did not seem particularly outstanding as he stood quietly among the crowd in the middle of the Great Hall.

What caused a flicker in his eyes was the sight of two familiar faces.

A young man in a black robe emanating a chilling aura, it was Fu You, someone he had crossed swords with several times in the Facing Reality Heavenly Realm.

Back then, during the scramble for the Yujing Order, Fu You tried to snatch it away with his sword, but was stopped by Han Yi’s self-explosion of the Wind Demon Dagger. The two fought from a distance, with Han Yi slightly gaining the upper hand and taking the Yujing Order into his possession.

The other familiar face was Xie Jingshan from the Spirit Combat Sect.

Among them, Fu You was from the Southern Dipper Divine Palace, one of the three major sects, and Xie Jingshan was a cultivator from a Nascent Soul Sect, the Spirit Combat Sect.

A full decade.

Ten years ago, the Xuandan Sect launched the second Cave Heaven trial. Yuan Shun gave Han Yi the entry spot. Han Yi attended, obtained the Yujing Order, exchanged it for the Stone Insect, and improved his talent quality.

Ten years later, Han Yi entered the Foundation Establishment Stage. Moreover, after these two years of cultivation, he is already quite powerful within this stage.

After slaying monsters in the Stars Sea, surviving deadly battles in Hongluan City, and coming close to death outside White Crane City over these ten years, he was no longer the man he was a decade ago.

Han Yi’s face was calm. He surveyed the other cultivators, and saw two more people he knew – two senior brothers from the Xuandan Sect, called Jiang Bo and Cui Xingchen.

Jiang Bo was from Vermilion Bird Peak, and Cui Xingchen was an elder of Dan Sword Peak.

Jiang Bo was already at the peak of the Foundation Building Early Stage, just one step away from breaking into the Foundation Building Middle Level, while Cui Xingchen, although he was one level behind, was higher in terms of realm than Han Yi.

Come to think of it.

Sixteen years ago, in Tianqing City, he and Cui Xingchen had fought side by side. At that time, Cui Xingchen’s Dan Sword Skill had amazed Han Yi.

Upon seeing Han Yi, both Jiang Bo and Cui Xingchen showed surprise, which quickly turned into joy. They didn’t know why Han Yi had a slot, but having three people from the Xuandan Sect participating would undoubtedly yield more gains.

The 2,000th birthday of the Emperor Daqian was a tremendous Immortal Affinity for ordinary Golden Core Sects, as well as Nascent Soul Sects.

Compared to Jiang Bo, Cui Xingchen, who had been closely watching Han Yi, was obviously more excited.

This junior brother’s combat power far exceeded his realm. With his participation, they could definitely grab a big piece of the cake and get more Spiritual Jade.

A moment later.

Everyone was present, and the number of people in the hall surprised Han Yi, as it exceeded his expectations.

There were as many as 120 people.

According to the voice he heard earlier, there were two people above the Nascent Soul Sect. All in all, there were 13 major powers in Daqian, which consisted of two Holy Lands, three major sects, and eight major Nascent Soul Sects.

Based on Han Yi’s understanding, the Golden Core Sects, including the Golden Core families, should number around fifty.

All counted, there should be less than eighty people.

Where did the other forty people come from?

No, the Daqian Immortal Country itself should certainly have a quota.

For example, the three Dukes of Daqian, the National Guardian Duke, Duke An, and Duke Dingguo, should definitely have a quota, and likely quite a few.

Add in various lords, such as the Duke of Zhennbei, who oversees the west and north regions of Shu State. The Duke of Zhennbei himself is a Nascent Soul True Monarch and should also have a quota.

All in all, if one includes a few others from outside Daqian – Daqin, Dayong, or other powerful sects who are in good relations with Daqian Emperor, the numbers should approximately add up.

“Your Majesty, the person has arrived on time.”

The cultivator standing in the center of the great hall of the Daqian Immortal Court turned around, knelt, and spoke loudly.

“Begin.”

A grand and vast voice seemed to emanate from the dome of the sky, causing Han Yi to intuitively want to bow in worship.

However, the moment he harbored this thought, a ray of light faced him head-on.

In an instant, this impulse vanished without a trace. The light and shadow before his eyes changed, similar to when he first entered the Facing Reality Heavenly Realm in Yujing Mountain.

Nevertheless.

A gushing sound.

The sound of tidal waves slapping the shore reached his ears. Han Yi swayed, quickly setting up three Wind Wall Skills and three Fire Shield Skills in front of him. They layered one upon another, wind and fire interlinked.

The Green Reed Sword behind him had already taken flight and hovered in front of him.

What relieved him was that what lay before his eyes was indeed a scene of surging waves. At this moment, he stood on the strange stone next to the sea, and there were no sudden attacks from his surroundings.

However, once bitten twice shy. In the Facing Reality Heavenly Realm, he had been abruptly ambushed and injured due to his sudden arrival.

What’s more, this time the real body was drawn into the Cave Heaven. It no longer had the immortality setting of the Facing Reality Heavenly Realm. In other words, everyone only had one life, once dead, there would be no revival.

Experience summed up; better safe than sorry.

Han Yi dispersed the Wind and Fire Shield, put the Green Reed Sword back into the scabbard behind him, and took out the broken sword covered in black light from his storage bag. He also took out the Golden Light Shuttle, which was a treasure he had obtained from Yuan Changtian.

During the year of cultivation in the Eternal Joy Garden, Han Yi had tried to refine this treasure. Still, with his current magical powers and Divine Soul, he could only accomplish the most basic refining, just enough for one hit. Moreover, this one hit could only unleash fifty percent of the treasure’s power.

However, even fifty percent made Han Yi wildly ecstatic. According to his estimation, fifty percent of the power of the Golden Light Shuttle could essentially crush the opponents in the early stage of Foundation Establishment, and there’s a significant chance it could defeat the opponents in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

Nevertheless.

After unleashing this attack, Han Yi’s magic power would inevitably be exhausted. His strength would be diminished tenfold. Unless absolutely necessary, he would not use this final card.

Especially in a competitive environment involving many participants, Han Yi would never choose to use it. Once used, even if he could kill one person, he would be killed by others.

He didn’t have a second Mysterious Capital Yang Fire Talisman.

Just when Han Yi put away the Golden Light Shuttle, a purple light, like a meteor, fell from the sky and passed in a flash.

“It’s the Spiritual Jade.”

Han Yi’s heart warmed.

According to Master Tian Xin, this Spiritual Jade can be directly swallowed to enhance one’s realm.

This was Han Yi’s goal. His combat strength far exceeded his realm, one could say that the realm is his only weakness. And battling with skills is exactly his forte.

With a slight shift of his thoughts, he had already increased his speed to its maximum limit. With the help of the Light Body Technique that had reached its peak, under the drive of the vast magic power in the expanded Spirit Sea that was eighty-eight times larger, his speed was as fast as teleportation. It could even be compared to an average cultivator in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, swiftly passing by.

In less than ten breaths’ time, he had already advanced deep into the forest by the sea. He plucked a jade stone embedded in a giant tree and held it in his hand.

“Drop the Spiritual Jade, and I’ll spare your life.”

A cold voice rang out, and a female cultivator in a purple dress walked towards him. With each step, it was as if she was stepping on the rhythm of the forest’s breath. As her voice began, she was four hundred meters away. By the time her voice fell, she had closed in to a distance of thirty meters.

Han Yi looked up, and what entered his sight was a cold-faced female cultivator.

What was surprising was that the female cultivator’s magical device was not a sword or similar weapon but a long halberd.

A gilded long halberd.

Han Yi was somewhat familiar with the aura emanating from this long halberd..