I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

At this moment.

In the sky, immortal spirit Qi lingered. An adept descended from the heavens and landed on the Immortal Island. He stood in void, devoid of worldly dust, his depth unfathomable. However, should anyone conduct a spiritual sweep across the place where he stood, they would be awed to realize that while the place was empty, the vision before the eyes told a completely different story.

Lord Qingxu from Yujing Mountain, a formidable entity in the Spirit Transformation stage.

In the Cultivation World, those who have reached the Golden Core stage are referred to as Immortals, Nascent Souls as True Monarchs, and those above the Nascent Soul stage who attain Spirit Transformation are accorded the honorific title of ‘Lord’.

“Lord Seven Killings, please!”

Two formidable entities in the Spirit Transformation stage stood in the airspace above the Immortal Island. The other cultivators around could only stand still in utter awe. It was only after Lord Qingxu descended and, along with Lord Seven Killings, ventured deep into the heart of the Stars Sea, that everyone finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Meanwhile, within a certain region of the Immortal Island, in the 23rd courtyard of Zone B, as everybody looked up to see, not a trace of the imposing might of those Spirit Transformation stage entities could be sensed from the island anymore.

“Spirit Transformation cultivators are esteemed as true powerhouses, respected with the honorific title of ‘Lord’. In the Cultivation World, they are considered half-immortal.”

“We cultivators should aim for this.”

Zhuge Wu You, his eyes glinting, made a few remarks, then turned back and instructed everyone to choose a quiet room in the courtyard to settle down.

Han Yi chose a quiet room. After closing the door, his mind was still restless.

“That’s Lord Spirit Transformation. They are beyond compare, no, not just me, even Zhuge Wu You, who is in the Golden Core stage. The cultivators at the Spirit Transformation stage are like Immortals.”

“Lord Qingxu, I wonder if he is a powerful entity from the Daqian Immortal Country or Yujing Mountain.”

“Lord Seven Killings. That should be the bald middle-aged man with the sword.”

“The Immortal path is profound and daunting to me.”

Han Yi sighed softly, afterward, he settled his scattered mind and began cultivating. It wasn’t easy to practice the Departing Fire Sword Formula in the Stars Sea, so he had no choice but to push his cultivation realm.

Half a month later.

The Stars Sea officially kicked off the Gathering of Immortals. Zhuge Wu You, alongside ten cultivators of the Xuandan Sect, boarded the Immortal Boat, followed the guide provided by the Stars Sea, entered the sea ten miles away, and participated in the first part of the Gathering of Immortals convention: The display of skills, on a large flat island.

The island had an approximate radius of ten miles. It would have been considered a vast land by the standards of mortals, even spacious enough to accommodate a small town.

However.

From the perspective of the cultivators, this island was barely satisfactory.

This time, the guide from the Stars Sea only led them to this nameless island, without providing a specific location. Zhuge Wu You chose a landing spot at the edge of the coast and then stored up the Immortal Boat.

“In the first half of the Mountain and Sea Gathering of Immortals, we, the ordinary Golden Core stage disciples from various sects, shall observe the event, in general. Most of the time, we would not have much to do. However, if anyone challenges you, or you itch for a fight, you can step forward and give it a go. But when crossing hands with disciples from the two saints’ sects and the three biggest sects, be prepared for defeat.”

“Even I, if I were to go up there, I would be unable to score any wins. This is the reality, and there’s no point denying it.”

Zhuge Wu You said in a deep voice. There was no hint of unwillingness in his words, but merely a realistic assessment of his own strength.

Although he was from the Xuandan Sect and his strength fell just behind the sect master Yuan Shun and ranked second along with another eighth layer Golden Core Supreme Elder, he didn’t hold much hope in this grand convocation of the Cultivation World.

None of the disciples objected. Even Han Yi was unperturbed.

He had once caught a glimpse of the genius cultivators in Daqian Immortal Cultivation World when he was at the Facing Reality Heavenly Realm. Without the Proficiency Panel, every one of those geniuses would easily trump him by leaps and bounds.

And that was just a part of the Daqian Immortal Cultivation World, not the entirety. Now, he was about to witness the whole picture.

The arrival of the Xuandan Sect went unnoticed. They were not the first ones to arrive.

Before and after their arrival, sects kept arriving in succession. Those that could participate in the Gathering of Immortals were not limited to sects only, but also included loose cultivators and cultivation clans, among others.

In terms of strength, the Stars Sea didn’t set any limit to the participants. Even a loose cultivator at the eight-layer Qi Cultivation stage could participate. There were no invitations needed. All that was required was to reach the Stars Sea during the convention period and declare their intention to participate in the Mountain and Sea Gathering of Immortals to receive the guide.

“The people from the Blood God Sect have arrived.”. Among the five Qi cultivating cultivators, Fei Qing, who was a comparatively more talkative person, huffed. As everybody followed his gaze,

At a distance nearly two kilometers away at the edge of another island, over ten cultivators descended. Dressed in blood-red robes with blood energy swirling around them and emanating a murderous aura.

As the cultivators of the Xuandan Sect looked over, the members of the Blood God Sect also returned the gaze.

An intangible confrontation sprang up, colliding invisibly in mid-air. It lasted only for an instant before it dissipated.

Han Yi’s eyebrows puckered up. He did not see Han Xuxiao, who was once known as the Blood God’s child, among the Blood God Sect cultivators. But Fei Qing, who was standing by, gradually unraveled Han Yi’s confusion with his next words.

“The Blood God Sect’s generation of legendary Qi Cultivators is relentless. The previous generation of Blood God’s children consisted of three legendary Qi Cultivators. But after they advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage, this current generation produced two more legendary Qi Cultivators. It’s damn frustrating.”

Fei Qing proclaimed, his face covered with killing intent, clearly recalling some unpleasant encounters with the disciples of the Blood God Sect.

“The two should be them,” Han Yi looked at the two cultivators in the Blood God Sect whose aura was superior to a few other peak Qi Cultivators. It was even somewhat elusive and unfathomable.

Seeing Han Yi looking at the two legends, Fei Qing explained, “The one standing on the left is Zeng Zixuan, a swordman trained under the Xuandan Sect Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator, Mo Wen. Yes, it’s the same Mo Wen who killed our Senior Brother You Wu..”