I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy - Chapter 367

367 Chapter 211: Realization of Human Disaster, Chixiao Avoids Misfortune_2

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Han Yi did not continue to ponder, but instead focused on his current predicament.

How to escape?

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Speaking of it, the Fragrance Sect Hall Master he truly killed was just this middle-aged man.

Previously in Shu Du, he met Lu Jie, who he didn’t know was dead in the illusion realm or escaped like himself. When Han Yi was in Qian Du, he tried to find out, but he got nothing. Southern Dipper Divine Palace always kept information about Golden Core cultivators and above confidential. Even if Lu Jie was dead, the outside world would not know.

The bald strong man that he killed with a single sword strike had lost both his corpse and his treasures. The most significant possibility was that Shi Heng made a desperate decision, taking the body and escaping with his magic treasures.

The Fragrance Sect had been labelled as a cult by the Cultivation World, and there must be some sinister reasons for that.

Just before that middle-aged man’s Divine Soul blew up, the scene of his annihilation had sent shivers down Han Yi’s spine, causing him to flee quickly.

Han Yi couldn’t bet on whether the Fragrance Sect would send more Golden Core cultivators to kill him. If there were any, after this time, the Golden Core cultivators dispatched would be undoubtedly at the Middle Golden Core Stage or even the Late-stage Golden Core Stage.

His current strength made it difficult for him to face these powerful enemies head-on.

The urgent matter at hand was to lay low for the time being.

Suddenly, Han Yi had an idea, and he stood up abruptly.

“I got it.”

He turned around and looked to the north, where ten thousand miles near Yuan Lao Mountain was one of the Three Great Sects of Daqian, Chi Xiao Sword Sect.

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Back at the Profound Immortal Pavilion in Qian Du, Ding Jiansheng had invited him to visit Chi Xiao Mountain and leave a Sword Mark.

At that time, Qin Wuxian was absent, and he needed to stay at the Profound Immortal Pavilion, so he promised Ding Jiansheng that he would go another time.

At that time, he was thinking about breaking through to the Golden Core Stage before going.

But right now, due to a twist of fate, he couldn’t help but plan a visit, treating the Chi Xiao Sword Sect as a temporary shelter to hide for a while.

As for their tip about Yan Ru’s whereabouts, it was just a clue, not the actual location. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have set the battlefield at Yuan Lao Mountain but a more hidden and advantageous location.

Just like the previous assassin from the Black Divine Tower, they set up a formation in a hidden place, creating the most favorable home turf instead of directly confronting him in Yuan Lao Mountain.

This was the most likely possibility based on his comprehensive guess.

Of course, he wasnt aware of certain checkpoints, so the incomplete puzzle was normal.

As for the actual whereabouts of Yan Ru, Han Yi had a feeling that she was probably in the Yuan Lao Mountain Range, but her status was unknown, whether she was alive or dead, willingly or coerced.

However, the vast Yuan Lao Mountain with its vast area and complex terrain, made searching for someone no easy task.

Once he had avoided this disaster, he would act discreetly and return to Yuan Lao Mountain to search for her.

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As his thoughts raced through his Inner Heart, Han Yi had a sudden epiphany.

Disaster? Personal disaster? Could this be one of the three disasters of Heaven, Earth, and Man during the Core Formation process?

The appearance of the personal disaster wasn’t limited to the moment of Core Formation. It spanned the entire Core Formation process, including preparation, the actual formation of the core, and the period after Core Formation when the cultivator hadn’t stabilized their cultivation base.

For example, a cultivator who had just succeeded in Core Formation was killed by fellow disciples or their Daoist partner, which also belonged to the personal disaster.

So, after forming their core, most of the Golden Core cultivators wouldn’t leave to consolidate their cultivation. Instead, they used time to eliminate potential personal disasters.

This sudden realization made Han Yi have an even more profound understanding of heavenly and earthly disasters.

However, now was not the time to think about it.

Han Yi had no more hesitations. He stood up, controlled his sword, and released an Earth Immortal level immortal boat, boarding it as it instantly sped away in a flash, heading north to Chixiao.

When Wen Zhen mentioned the Fragrance Sect, thoughts of revealing the cult’s secrets surfaced in his heart. However, as soon as that happened, the restriction within his Divine Soul was triggered, causing it to explode, annihilating him on the spot and scattering his soul to the wind.

In the highest palace hall on an immortal mountain hundreds of thousands of miles away from Yuan Lao Mountain, a Daoist sitting on a cushion slowly opened his eyes.

“Wen Zhen.”

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This Daoist had an aura as profound as the sea. His opened eyes were bright and deep, glowing with endless starlight, flickering uncertainly.

“Qianlong List’s Ninth, Han Yi of Xuan Dan Sect?”

“First, there was Lu Jie, and now, there’s Wen Zhen. What’s more, Wen Zhen didn’t go alone but with Pang Li and Shi Heng.”

“It seems that there are not small secrets hidden within Han Yi.”

Curiosity flickered in this Daoist’s eyes. To him, a small Foundation Establishment Cultivator was worth nothing more than a passing thought or curiosity, already considered as significant attention.

As for murderous intent, it was reserved for cultivators of equal rank. A Foundation Establishment Cultivator was far from provoking even a trace of his murderous intent.

“Let it be.”

“If it wasn’t for the second activation of the Demonic Cave being imminent, I would go there personally to see what kind of astonishing younger generation Han Yi, who is esteemed by Tian Xin, truly is. He even killed two Hall Masters of the holy sect.”

“At present, the most crucial thing is the Demonic Cave. In another eight years, the border of heaven will reopen, and the Heavenly Demon will come again. By that time, the Sect Master will make further progress and obtain…

His voice grew increasingly low, and the Daoist in the palace hall closed his eyes. Around him, a star chart flickered in and out of existence, with stars and moon shining within.

Outside the palace hall, within this Immortal Sect, there were countless cultivators ranging from True Men, Foundation Establishment, to Qi Refining, as numerous as the stars..