After leaving the Pill Shop, Han Yi went straight to his residence.
For him,
Mengshan City's safest places were the Pill Shop and his own courtyard.
Today's outing reaped full rewards:
Not only did he buy a flawed version of a Sword Control magic skill, but he also traded pills, bought materials, and for the first time had over a hundred Spirit Stones in cash.
A huge fortune.
At Little Lingxu Peak, probably only those high-ranking Outer Sect disciples in the High Qi Cultivation stages of the fifth or sixth layers could be so ostentatious.
As the saying goes, having money gives one confidence.
No matter which world it is, this statement always holds true.
In Han Yi's mind, he now had a plan to no longer restrain himself and extravagantly use Spirit Stones when pushing his cultivation progress forward.
If his aptitude wasn't enough, then he would use Spirit Stones to make up for it.
The third layer of Qi Cultivation was only a step-off, and reaching the Middle Stage of Qi Cultivating, the Late Stage of Qi Cultivation, or even, the Immortal Path Foundation Building, would all simply be a matter of time.
Just as Han Yi was thinking this,
He had already walked more than halfway and was passing through a small alley. After two more streets, he would reach his courtyard.
This small alley was relatively the most remote place between the Pill Shop and his residence.
As usual, while passing through this alley, he would remain especially vigilant.
As he came close to the end, he heard muffled footsteps from behind.
The footsteps grew closer within a short span of time, covering several tens of meters and closing the gap between them to just three meters within about three seconds.
Han Yi's eyebrows furrowed, he slowed down a bit and moved towards the wall.
Since the person was in such a hurry, it would be better to let them pass first.
In doing so, he could reduce the potential danger.
It was his natural instinct.
The alley wasn't too narrow, measuring three meters in width, and it wouldn't take the other party more than a brief moment to pass by, causing hardly any delay.
As Han Yi moved aside, before he could get a good look at the person, he smelled a pungent odor.
This is...the smell of pills.
Was that person an Alchemist?
Only someone who practiced the Alchemy Skill and was continually refining pills would possess such an extraordinary smell.
But, why did this smell feel familiar? Had he smelled this before?
This thought surfaced in his Inner Heart.
At this very moment, the person was close enough to him, just about two meters away and was about to pass through the alley.
Han Yi's Inner Heart still had a lingering thought about the 'pungent odor,' and as he puzzled over this, he remained doubtful.
Within an instant, the scene changed in his mind, and he remembered when he had first entered the Pill Shop. It was a faint smell he had noticed at that time.
The owner of the smell was...
Suddenly,
He raised his head abruptly.
Jiang De.
The person brushing past him was Jiang De.
Before he could think any further, he keenly sensed a slight fluctuation in magical power.
This slight fluctuation erupted from the figure standing two meters away, parallel to his position.
At the same time,
A killing intent – completely unmasked – surged violently.
In a flash,
Han Yi's hair stood on end, and he felt his scalp tingling with goosebumps.
The breath of death felt so eerily close.
In the blink of an eye, his thoughts failed to keep pace, but his body instinctively reacted.
"Puh!"
He fiercely swung his right hand, releasing a deeply compressed Spirit Light as he flicked his bent fingers.
Because the reaction was instinctive, the amount of magical power compressed in this Spirit Void Finger technique was still one-fiftieth of his total magical power.
The Spirit Light exploded between the two of them, and within the exploding mass of Spirit Energy, there were leaping flames.
Intensely hot aura assaulted him.
The other party's magic skill had a fire element.
Han Yi dared not imagine what would happen if he had been hit by this fire elemental magic skill - whether he'd be burnt to ashes.
But he could roughly predict that he might meet his end here today.
This thought, just a fleeting one.
As the thought was not extinguished, anger surged wildly.
The first thing to explode was still his instinct.
After a Spirit Void Finger burst and blocked the opponent's magic skill, the opponent also clearly did not expect such an accident. They thought they could kill Han Yi in one move, but their next magic skill was not ready.
Under the threat of death, instinct wouldn't stop.
Almost immediately after his right hand's Spirit Void Finger, his left hand also threw one out.
In a very short period that was almost impossible to capture, the second Spirit Void Finger had already passed through the chaotic spirit energy group of leaping flames and heavily slammed onto the opponent's arm.
"Boom!"
The opponent's arm blasted apart at the shoulder.
A mist of blood burst open.
A short scream rang out with it.
It wasn't over.
Puff, puff, puff...
The crisis of death and the anger caused instincts to explode first, followed by rationality taking control of the body.
No matter which one, within the two breaths, or six seconds.
Han Yi's whole body's magic power was poured out in an instant.
A full fifty Spirit Void Fingers, like dazzling fireworks, exploded one after another in the small alley.
Bombs went haywire.
Things were going slow, but happening fast.
The footsteps sounded behind him, and as Han Yi turned his body, the opponent's body had a magic power fluctuation. In the critical moment, instinctively flicked his finger, and then his body's magic power was completely poured out.
It was just a few breaths' worth of time.
Only then did other people in the small alley react.
Spirit energy was still tumbling, and screams rang out around it.
Han Yi didn't have time to think much.
He needed to quickly rush through the entrance of the alley and flee.
Suddenly, he kicked something under his feet. Looking down, he grabbed it with one hand and, without stopping, turned the corner and disappeared in an instant.
One quarter of an hour later.
Mengshan City's official cultivators arrived tardily.
What they saw was a body that had been blasted into pieces.
Calling it a body wasn't exactly right; it was more like a mass of rotten flesh.
A high Qi cultivation cultivator frowned.
"The residual aura here is roughly at the level of Qi Cultivating 4th Layer, and it doesn't exceed Spirit Energy 5th Layer."
"Moreover, there's only this mass of rotten flesh left, and there's no identity marker on it. What to investigate?"
"Cultivators fighting, isn't this a daily occurrence? Besides, it didn't hurt any mortals."
"And, the opponent's storage bag isn't at the scene. It must have been stolen."
"No need to investigate, classify it as a robbing cultivator case."
The high Qi cultivation cultivator waved his hand, determined the nature of the battle, and left by himself.
Half an hour later.
Some low-level cultivators came to clean up the scene.
Two hours later, there were no other traces left at the scene besides the smell of blood.
And rewinding time.
As Han Yi turned the corner of the small alley, his body couldn't help but tremble. However, with great perseverance, he controlled his steps, prevented himself from running too fast, and quickly blended into the crowd.
When he finally got to the courtyard door, he squeezed out the last bit of his magic power, transferred it into the array disk, opened the courtyard door, and locked it behind him.
He couldn't hold on any longer.
The whole person leaned against the courtyard door and collapsed on the ground.
Fear, anger, panic, disgust...
Various emotions surged one after another.
At this moment, his forcibly suppressed heartbeat suddenly jumped wildly, as if the entire heart would leap out of his throat alive.
"Jiang De wanted to kill me."
"I killed him."