I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

The key point was that the aura of this cultivator was terrifyingly strong, much stronger than his own, even stronger than Li Yuan Yi’s.

Gold Core cultivator.

This was a Master Golden Core.

A feeling of unease surged in Han Yi’s heart, but at this moment, he had applied the Disguise Technique and had the aura of only the Foundation Building Early Stage, and his appearance had already transformed into an elderly cultivator.

He shifted the direction of his Sword Control, only to find that the pursuing Gold Core cultivator behind him was still heading straight for him.

Not good.

The other party was indeed chasing him.

At this moment, the distance between the other party and Han Yi was only about three miles, and Han Yi even acquired a feeling of familiarity from the aura of the Master Golden Core.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

He remembered that this familiar feeling came from two months ago when he had killed three preachers of the Fragrance Sect and rushed back to Shu Du. It was the aura of an oncoming pursuing cultivator during his escape.

The opponent was one of the thirty-three hall masters of the Fragrance Sect.

Bad.

Han Yi’s heart trembled, but he did not panic. Instead, he swiftly descended and landed in the forest below.

He put the Green Reed Sword back into its sheath, turned his hand, and the purple Sword Tool, the Seven Star Kunwu Sword, had already landed in his hand.

If necessary, he would have to strike the opponent. Even the evil existence that had appeared in the sky had been blasted by him, so Han Yi was confident that even a Golden Core Stage cultivator would be injured by a strike from this Magic Sword.

However.

At this moment, Han Yi had a doubt in his heart.

How did the other party find him?

He had changed his appearance and aura, and only his robe was exposed. There were countless robes in the world, so it would be impossible to determine that he was the person the other party was looking for just by his robe.

Not right.

Han Yi suddenly realized.

What he had exposed besides these things was something he had ignored.

The Green Reed Sword and its sheath.

No, still not right.

There are countless Sword Tools in the world. Even if there are no 10,000 identical to the Green Reed Sword in Shu Du, there should be at least 9,000. It is impossible to distinguish him just by the appearance and color of a Sword Tool.

If that was the case, the other party would have to keep investigating. Shu Du was so vast that it would be absolutely impossible to investigate him so quickly.

There must have been some unknown inside story.

A chill ran through Han Yi’s heart, but now was not the time to think about these things.

The other party was chasing and killing. If he was foolish enough to stop and explain to the other party that he was not the person they were looking for, he was another cultivator.

Would the other party not just kill him directly and then investigate thoroughly?

Having journeyed through the Cultivation World for so many years, Han Yi wouldn’t make such a mistake.

When Han Yi disappeared into the forest, the Gold Core cultivator several kilometers away also accelerated, and a surge of killing intent enveloped the sky.

As for Han Yi who had entered the forest, he immediately activated his Concealment Skill to its maximum, and at the same time, he exerted his Light Body Technique to its fullest. Borrowing the ancient trees’ cover, his body flickered. In a blink of an eye, he had moved hundreds of meters.

Han Yi knew that if he stayed in mid-air, he would be a sitting duck. No matter how fast he was, he would never be able to compare to a Gold Core cultivator.

Only by falling into the forest and using the ancient woods as cover could he have a ray of hope for survival.

However.

The other party was evidently aware of Han Yi’s plan.

A figure followed Han Yi from behind, landing in the forest as well.

“Han Yi of Heavenly Will Sect, you can’t escape.”

An enraged voice roared in the forest.

Lu Jie had two identities. On the surface, he was a Golden Core elder of the Southern Dipper Divine Palace. In secret, he was one of the thirty-three hall masters of the Fragrance Sect.

As a Gold Core cultivator, he had spent almost half a year trying to find a Foundation Establishment Cultivator and ended up with nothing.

The other party seemed to have disappeared, and all the tentacles of the Fragrance Sect could no longer locate them.

After searching for half a year, Lu Jie finally realized that the other party had learned a technique to change their appearance and even their aura.

At that moment, the cat and mouse mentality he had held exploded, and a feeling of being toyed with was promptly ignited.

And so.

Secretly contacting one of the eight Guardians of the Fragrance Sect, this Guardian was hidden within the Daqian Six Ministries, with a high position, even able to use the Heavenly Observatory of Shu State, only then could Han Yi’s location be uncovered.

It was then that Lu Jie hurriedly chased after him.

From more than ten miles away, Lu Jie’s divine sense swept over Han Yi’s entire figure. He realized that if it weren’t for the guidance of a certain True Monarch from behind, even if Han Yi brushed past him, he wouldn’t be able to discover Han Yi’s identity.

This only deepened Lu Jie’s anger.

Han Yi had made it onto his kill list.

After descending into the mountain forest, besides his anger, Lu Jie felt a bit of pleasure, as he was finally back on track in this game of cat and mouse.

Han Yi’s speed was very fast, but his was even faster.

Even if Han Yi took advantage of the complexity of the mountain forest, he was gradually being caught up to by Lu Jie.

The distance between the two was now around five hundred meters, which, for Golden Core cultivators, allowed them to take action.

However.

Lu Jie didn’t want to kill Han Yi so quickly. He wanted to make him feel fear and despair, and to capture him alive, taking him back to his own Dan nurturing field to cultivate Fragrance pills.

They were even closer now, within three hundred meters of each other.

Suddenly, Lu Jie was startled.

He saw his opponent turn around, and in his gaze, there was a resolute determination to die together.

Han Yi roared, his face distorted as he brandished an ordinary Sword Tool. Above the Sword Tool, a wave of destructive power came forth. Lu Jie was not unfamiliar with this sword.

In the past six months, he had also investigated Heavenly Will Sect’s Han Yi. He didn’t know much, only that this guy had an unclear relationship with Tian Xin Monarch of the Heavenly Will Sect, and had been given the Patrol Command Token and a magic treasure by the Daqian Emperor not long ago at his birthday celebration.

Presumably, the sword Han Yi intended to detonate at this moment was the Seven-Star Kunwu Sword.

Even if he was a Golden Core cultivator, when faced with a soon-to-explode, top-tier, low-grade magic treasure, one that was even bestowed by the Daqian Emperor, he would choose to temporarily avoid it.

If the other party was seeking death, he certainly didn’t want to be dragged into getting injured. If he could capture the other party alive, that would naturally be for the best. If he couldn’t capture him alive, there was no other choice.

With this in mind, Lu Jie leapt into the air and retreated to the sky of the mountain forest.

Boom.

An explosion resounded from the mountain forest, but it was unusually short-lived and didn’t seem very powerful.

“Huh? Something’s not right.”

Lu Jie’s eyes widened as he hastily descended back to the ground. He saw a figure almost escaping from his sight. At the spot where the figure had originally stopped, there was only an ancient tree blasted to pieces by the magic tool. The sound of the explosion just now was that of the ancient tree shattering.

His hair bristling with rage, his anger once again surged upward.

“Han Yi.”

“I’ll have you die!!!”

Lu Jie roared as he resumed his pursuit, but this time, his speed was completely unleashed in his fury, completely different from his previous playful attitude.

Han Yi, a kilometer away, felt helpless.

His previous move was merely imitating the cunning elderly cultivator he met in Hongluan City, pretending to self-destruct and using the opportunity to flee.

However.

This kind of feint, effective against those of the same level, wouldn’t work against someone a whole realm higher than himself. Even if it did work, it would only further enrage the opponent.

Han Yi had no choice but to use this move as a last resort to buy some time.

When the Golden Core cultivator behind him closed in to within five hundred meters again, his opponent had already released a Sword Tool, shooting through the air towards him.

However.

Just then, Han Yi’s heart leapt with joy.

In his line of sight, the pale red figures on the Proficiency Panel had just changed.

[Light Body Technique (Return to the Truth 1/100)]

Before this, Han Yi’s Light Body Technique had always been lagging behind his

Sword Control Skill. It was at 99/100 in the Peak Mastery proficiency.

He had just pretended to detonate the Seven-Star Kunwu Sword to buy himself enough time for a breakthrough.

Boom!!

The silver Sword Tool effortlessly shattered the ancient tree, striking where Han Yi had been.

“Huh?”

Lu Jie felt not joy, but alarm..