I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Chapter 369 - 212: Leaving a Mark on Sword Mountain,

369 Chapter 212: Leaving a Mark on Sword Mountain,

Mysterious Sword Realm

Translator: 549690339

The black box and blood-stained cloth in front of him did not show any abnormalities under the scrutiny of both his physical eyes and divine sense. However.

By the process of elimination, Han Yi had doubts about these two newest acquisitions: the black box and blood-stained cloth.

After some thought, he decided to put away the black box and blood-stained cloth. He was in the Chi Xiao Sword Sect, one of the Three Great Sects of Daqian, and he didn’t believe that the Fragrance Sect could sneak in and kill someone.

After putting away the box, Han Yi took out two items.

A Qiankun Ring and a golden ruler.

The golden ruler was about a meter long and three inches wide. At first glance, it looked like a piece of golden wood. On the ruler, two golden characters were engraved.

Jin Ting.

This was a low-grade magical treasure. Among low-grade magical treasures, it was considered to be of high quality, similar to the Seven Stars Kunwu Sword, but Han Yi did not find it practical, so he put it away.

Next up was the Qiankun Ring. Wen Zhen’s cultivation base was only at the Golden Core Early Stage, which meant that his divine sense restrictions were slightly weaker than Han Yi’s.

It took him only two days to break the divine sense restriction on the Qiankun Ring.

However.

Compared to the Qiankun Ring of Yan Bu, a killer from the Black Divine Tower, the contents of this Qiankun Ring were relatively less impressive.

There were only over 700 top-grade Spirit Stones.

A Moon Immortal Boat, a low-grade magical treasure immortal boat produced by the Star Moon Sect, was priced similarly to an Earth Immortal level immortal boat.

In addition, there were some medium-grade Spirit Stones, low-grade Spirit Stones, and various magical tools, including superior and inferior magical tools, cluttered but orderly.

In a corner of the Qiankun Ring, Han Yi found an identity plaque. It was the identity plaque of a Supreme Elder of the Ruthless Sect, showing the name Wen Zhen.

Besides this identity plaque, there were also other identity-related items.

After examining the information, Han Yi arrived at an uncertain conclusion: the middle-aged cultivator he had killed was not only a Supreme Elder of the Ruthless Sect named Wen Zhen, but also one of the masters of the Fragrance Sect.

The Ruthless Sect was a Golden Core sect of Daqian, with its influence centered in the southwest of Qianzhou, a relatively remote area.

However, even if Han Yi’s guess was correct, Wen Zhen had another identity: one of the masters of the Fragrance Sect.

Just as Han Yi was about to exit the Qiankun Ring with his divine sense, he discovered a formation disc-like object in another corner. He flipped it over with both hands and took it out.

In the formation disc, there was a blood-red fluid. When he held the disc, the fluid that was originally flowing unconsciously inside suddenly moved towards him, hit the edge of the disc, and then bounced back.

Han Yi frowned, his thoughts racing. He tried to rotate the formation disc, but as he did so, the position where the blood-red fluid hit the edge of the disc also changed, always pointing towards Han Yi.

Something was wrong.

This was a very clearly directional formation disc.

Han Yi’s thoughts raced again, and he took out the suspicious black box from before. With his divine sense, he moved the black box ten meters away.

Then, the blood-red fluid in the formation disc suddenly changed direction, hitting the edge of the disc and aiming towards the position of the black box ten meters away, rather than at Han Yi himself.

As expected.

There was something wrong with this black box.

Han Yi used his divine sense to open the black box and took out the blood-stained cloth inside. He separated the blood-stained cloth and black box from his position, forming a right angle, and constantly changing the positions of the three objects. But no matter how he moved them around, the fluid in the formation disc always pointed towards the black box, not the blood-stained cloth or himself.

At this point.

Han Yi suddenly understood.

There was indeed nothing wrong with the blood-stained cloth; the problem was with the black box. Someone had tampered with it, and the strange blood-red fluid in the formation disc was pointing to the black box. If the black box was on him, they could naturally find him through it.

As for what exactly had been tampered with, Han Yi had no way of finding out at the moment. There were too many peculiar magical tools in the Cultivation World, and no one could guarantee they would know them all.

However, knowing the source of the problem made it easier to handle.

Han Yi packed away the blood-stained cloth, stood up, and prepared to leave and find a place to discard the problematic black box. But he suddenly stopped.

Since he knew there was something wrong with the black box, could he use it to his advantage, such as setting a trap or diverting a possible second wave of pursuit?

There was no reason for him to only defend and not fight back.

A fierce glint flashed in Han Yi’s eyes as he pocketed the black box and the strange formation disc.

Next.

He began to cultivate in peace.

No matter what happened, cultivation always came first. At this moment, his cultivation focus was purely on advancing his realm.

However.

The fate of Lu Yi was still fresh in his mind.

In the Cultivation World, protecting one’s Dao was just as important as one’s realm.

All of Han Yi’s skills had already reached the Return to the Truth level, and there was no hope of breaking through in the near future. At the moment, his main priority was to raise his realm first and then slowly increase his proficiency after reaching the Core Formation stage.

A month later.

Han Yi left the Guest-Welcoming Building. During this month, he was not disturbed by anyone, and there were no blood-stirring incidents of fellow disciples fighting for supremacy or stealing points.

In the Chi Xiao Sword Sect, deep within the Chi Xiao Mountain, two figures walked up the mountain road leading to the peak.

“Congratulations, Daoist Han, your realm has improved again. I’m sure we ll hear the good news of your Core Formation in a short while..”