I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

After Han Yi left, Yuan Fei, who stayed behind, wore a complex expression.

“In just the Middle Stage of Qi Cultivating, he earned the title of the Four Orders Inspector. If Han Yi doesn’t fall, he will certainly reach the Golden Core Stage.”

Next to him, Cao Li, an early stage Foundation Establishment cultivator from the same place, raised an eyebrow.

“A cultivator from the Heavenly Will Sect acting as the Inspector. That’s very rare. As far as 1 remember, there has never been a cultivator from the Heavenly Will Sect bestowed with this honor. Or am 1 wrong?”

Yuan Fei was also a bit baffled. To his knowledge, it was indeed unprecedented for a Heavenly Will Sect cultivator to become an Inspector. However, the inspector’s token that Han Yi presented was undoubtedly genuine.

“From the looks of it, Han Yi was probably just appointed not long ago. Recently, the Emperor’s two-thousandth birthday was celebrated, and I heard that about a dozen Inspectors were rewarded. Presumably, this was the occasion.”

“Regardless, those who have received the title of Inspector, if they don’t fall, will certainly have the potential to reach the Golden Core Stage, even becoming a Nascent Soul is a high probability. The Emperor’s discernment is far superior to ours.”

“Enough talk, let’s get to work. It seems that the Fragrance Sect secretly operates a Pill cultivation site in Jia Shan City. We will have to report to the City Lord after we finish our investigation.”

After saying his piece, Yuan Fei vanished into the cave under the artificial hill, while Cao Li kept watch outside. Their roles were clear, and their investigation was well organized.

About three kilometers from the Li family, on a certain loft, a youth with a sullen face sat. In front of him was a bronze mirror, displaying the situation of the Li family.

“Heavenly Will Sect, Han Yi?”

“This man dares to destroy the Pill cultivation site of the Fragrance Sect. He is courting death. Well then, as you wish.”

After the image of Han Yi departing on the Immortal Boat and Yuan Fei and Cao Li ending their conversation appeared in the mirror, the youth cast magic onto it. The image in the mirror flashed and disappeared, returning the bronze mirror to its ordinary state.

The youth pocketed the mirror and fetched a white pill from within his body. He swallowed it immediately. As soon as the pill entered his abdomen, it transformed into a pure energy source, diffusing to various parts of his body: his meridians, his Spirit Sea, even his Divine Soul.

Fragrance pill.

This type of pill refined slowly from a cultivator’s body. The higher the realm of the cultivator, the higher the tier of the pill that can be refined.

This one was just standard quality.

It was rumored that the pill refined from a Nascent Soul Cultivator could reach a perfect tier, consuming one could easily allow a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage to cultivate through the Golden Core Stage.

However,

There was also a downside to taking Fragrance pills; they were addictive. Once taken, it was impossible to free oneself from them. The reason behind this was rather sinister.

“An Inspector at the Middle Level of Foundation Establishment, this guy’s natural endowments must be extremely high. The Fragrance pill refined from him is bound to be a high-tier.”

“Heh, once he is caught, Master Lu will surely grant me more Fragrance pills.”

The Yin Jiu Youth moved slightly, disappeared from the loft, and his trace vanished.

Elsewhere.

After Han Yi left the city, the control center of his Human Immortal-level Immortal Boat was filled with Spirit Stones, a total of thirty-six. The speed of this kind of Immortal Boat depended on three key factors: the quality of the Immortal Boat, the Spirit Stones in the control center, and the spiritual energy aiding the flight.

The first factor was easy to grasp. For the second, the control center had a Spirit Stone slot with a minimum startup limit—too few Spirit Stones would not allow the boat to start.

The third factor involved the cultivator’s spiritual sense. Of course, the boat could also fly without control—it would solely rely on the Spirit Stones in the control center to determine its speed. If controlled by spiritual sense, the speed of the boat would be the result of combining all three key factors.

Right now,

The quality of the Immortal-level Immortal Boat was fixed, and the control center was already filled with thirty-six medium-grade Spirit Stones, which couldn’t fill more. Han Yi’s spiritual sense only used half to control the Immortal Boat, while the other half was focused on Zheng Hai.

Aboard the Immortal Boat…

Looking at the bone-thin Zheng Hai, Han Yi felt a surge of sadness in his heart.

He took a Soul Pill out of his storage ring, poured out one, and placed it into Zheng Hai’s mouth, using magic to deliver the Soul Pill to Zheng Hai’s abdomen.

Yet under his spiritual sense observation, the Soul Pill, after dissolution, entered the Sea of Consciousness Space, only to eventually turn into a grayish-white energy bordering the Sea of Consciousness.

This indicated that Zheng Hai’s Divine Soul was currently unconscious, even unable to recognize the pure soul energy from the Soul Pill.

Han Yi’s face darkened.

He took out a top-grade Spirit Stone again. The gray Spirit Stone had a purple trace the size of a fingernail in its center.

Han Yi gently shattered the top-grade Spirit Stone, leading the most purified Spirit Energy into Zheng Hai’s Dantian. However, Zheng Hai’s shriveled Dantian could not absorb it at all.

Under Han Yi’s magic maintenance, that dense Spirit Energy could temporarily stay in the Dantian. Yet, when he released his hand, without any restraint, the dense Spirit Energy spread out from the Dantian, flowing through the body meridians and dispersing outside his body. In less than ten breaths, there was no trace of Spirit Energy left in his Dantian.

Han Yi did not give up, he took out another top-grade Spirit Stone, shattered it, and once again used magic to transfer it into Zheng Hai’s Dantian. This time, he maintained his magic for a whole hour before releasing his hand.

However, to his disappointment, no matter how long he confined the extremely dense Spirit Energy in Zheng Hai’s Dantian, as soon as he let go of his confinement, the Spirit Energy dispersed just the same, not a trace was absorbed by the Dantian..