I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Close combat, poison, Sword Tool, and hand-to-hand combat were all part of the strategy that Zhuge Wu You and the others had devised for dealing with Bao Zhe Sheng.

Now, this tactic had proven its worth.

From the moment Bao Zhe Sheng realized something was amiss to the moment Han Yi took action and knocked out Bao Zhe Sheng, everything happened in the blink of an eye, not even lasting a single breath.

Next, Han Yi waved his hand lightly, taking Bao Zhe Sheng’s unconscious body, his two severed arms, and his own Sword Tool into the Qiankun Ring. Then, he took out Zhang Jin, who was originally stored in the Qiankun Ring, and tossed him onto the ground.

With another shake of his body, he transformed into Bao Zhe Sheng’s appearance.

From looks to aura, there were absolutely no differences between Han Yi and Bao Zhe Sheng.

A breath after he transformed into Bao Zhe Sheng, the gray-robed cultivator sensed the fluctuations in spiritual energy and reappeared in front of the room.

“Master?”

The gray-robed cultivator glanced at Han Yi, who was disguised as Bao Zhe Sheng, then scanned the unconscious Zhang Jin on the ground with his Divine Sense. He did not suspect anything.

As Bao Zhe Sheng, Han Yi revealed a cold smile on his face.

“Such audacity.”

“Zhang Tu actually used Zhang Jin to assassinate me. What a brilliant tactic, even willing to sacrifice the head of the Zhang Family.”

“But Zhang Jin has already been severely injured by me.”

“You go ahead and guard the palace. Don’t let anyone in. I will use the Soul Searching Skill immediately to see what Zhang Tu is up to.”

With a sinister look on his face, Han Yi gazed at Zhang Jin. His next course of action couldn’t be more obvious. The gray-robed cultivator nodded, though he felt that Bao Zhe Sheng’s explanation was a bit excessive, he did not suspect anything wrong and disappeared from the room.

Seeing him leave, Han Yi let out a quiet sigh of relief.

After that.

He quickly set up the Great Mysterious Qiankun Array, and then took Bao Zhe Sheng out of the Qiankun Ring. He pressed his hand on Bao Zhe Sheng’s skull, and then activated the Soul Searching Skill. In just a breath, a soul shadow condensed inside the Sea of Consciousness. After that, he put both Bao Zhe Sheng and Zhang Jin back into the Qiankun Ring.

About a minute later, he had digested Bao Zhe Sheng’s soul shadow and suddenly felt somewhat frightened.

In the soul shadow’s memory, Bao Zhe Sheng was a ruthless character who didn’t speak much. But just now, he had explained a little too much to the gray-robed cultivator. Fortunately, it hadn’t aroused suspicion.

Furthermore, Bao Zhe Sheng had an extraordinary identity – he was the offspring of a foreign duke from the Great Qin Dynasty.

This foreign duke had placed a Blood Soul Guidance on Bao Zhe Sheng, a method that would leave a blood soul mark in the Spirit Sea and Sea of Consciousness of the cultivator who killed him.

Only Spirit Transformation Experts could use this method. In the Holy Land, even actual disciples were similarly marked with Blood Soul Guidance to protect their safety.

In other words, after killing Bao Zhe Sheng, they would have to face the wrath of that foreign duke.

However.

Han Yi did not plan to kill Bao Zhe Sheng. Once he had finished his business, he would make a quick escape. As for who had framed Bao Zhe Sheng, the investigation would trace back to the Zhang Family on the surface.

Using the Zhang Family as a scapegoat couldn’t be more appropriate.

A moment later.

Han Yi summoned the gray-robed cultivator. In Bao Zhe Sheng’s memory, the gray-robed cultivator had two identities: one as a deathsworn loyal to the Bao clan, appointed by the foreign duke to protect Bao Zhe Sheng; and the other as a follower of Bao Zhe Sheng in the Supreme Pavilion.

The gray-robed cultivator had no name, so Bao Zhe Sheng called him Grey slave. Generally, he seldom called him by name, preferring to merely give orders directly.

Following Bao Zhe Sheng’s practice, Han Yi summoned Grey slave without speaking and led him out of the tower, flying high into the sky. Then, he took a palm-sized Immortal Boat out of the Qiankun Ring.

This was a high-grade artifact-level Immortal Boat, equal in rank to the Nine Orifices Immortal Boat. Its name was Golden Sun Immortal Boat, and it was produced by one of the Nine Great Heavenly Sects of Daqin, the Saint Shining Sect.

The Immortal Boat naturally came from Bao Zhe Sheng’s Qiankun Ring.

The Immortal Boat transformed into its true form, shining with resplendent golden light. Han Yi and Grey slave stepped onto the Immortal Boat and flew away.

Just as Han Yi left the Supreme Pavilion, deep within the pavilion and inside a tower, an old man sitting in a meditation posture opened his eyes and scanned Han Yi’s departing figure with his Divine Sense before closing his eyes again.

Bao Zhe Sheng was the person in charge of the Supreme Pavilion. However, due to his special status, even true monarch-level cultivators of the Supreme Pavilion were unwilling to offend him. Naturally, he didn’t need to report his actions.

On the other hand.

After flying more than a hundred kilometers away atop the Golden Sun Immortal Boat, Han Yi’s face was filled with killing intent and icy coldness. Turning towards the Grey slave behind him, he said.

“You go quickly to Heavenly Brocade Lake and summon Zhang Tu. Tell him I have important matters to discuss. I no longer want the promise of the Supreme Order, and I’ll trade it for his assistance. I’ll be waiting for him at Immortal Bone Cliff.”

“Tell him if he doesn’t come, I will expose his plot to seize the Tai Yin True Body to the entire Daqin.”

“Remember to deliver the words ‘Tai Yin True Body’ exactly.”

“Hurry up, I’ll be waiting for you at Immortal Bone Cliff. Once Zhang Tu arrives, we will…”

Han Yi’s voice grew lower and lower, the way he spoke was consistent with Bao Zhe Sheng’s soul shadow, not arousing Grey slave’s suspicion.

However, upon hearing Han Yi’s words, Grey slave furrowed his brow.

“Master, Zhang Tu is a Jiuding Sect true disciple. If we kill him, what about the Jiuding Sect?”

Han Yi waved his hand dismissively, a cold smile flashing across his face.

“Don’t worry, I have a plan. The Soul Palace and Jiuding Sect have been at odds recently. As far as I know, a group of Soul Palace cultivators will be passing by Immortal Bone Cliff the day after tomorrow. We’ll just add fuel to the fire, and our Supreme Pavilion can take advantage of the chaos.”

Understanding the plan, Grey slave nodded solemnly, left the Golden Sun Immortal Boat, and headed towards the fifth Immortal Ring’s Heavenly Brocade Lake.

On the other side, as Han Yi flew away, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Up to this point, the plan had gone smoothly.

What remained.

Was the final step.

Killing and saving people..