Gradually calming down.
Han Yi's biggest concern was whether the official cultivators would come knocking on his door, following his tracks.
Murder was always hard to explain.
But he waited till late at night, and still saw no sign of movement, so he gradually settled down.
In fact, after Han Yi's crossing, his understanding of this world remained superficial.
Subconsciously, he was still the engineer and technical geek from his previous life, living under the rule of law.
In his previous life, murder was illegal.
In Daqian, as long as you act quickly and don't violate the Daqian Law, killing a cultivator comes with no consequences.
After speculating that the authorities wouldn't come to the sect's door.
Han Yi began reviewing everything that happened today.
The appearance was that Jiang De wanted to kill him.
He definitely didn't mistake the first burst of magical energy and murderous intent.
What was the reason?
Why?
The two had little contact, having only met two or three times, merely nodding acquaintances without even exchanging words.
What kind of grudge could they have?
Han Yi racked his brains but couldn't figure it out.
As for the outcome of the skirmish, Han Yi killed Jiang De in self-defense.
There was no doubt about it. Even in his previous life under the rule of law, if someone tried to kill him, he would fight back in self-defense.
Han Yi didn't regret killing.
Moreover, the encounter in the alley was too short. After he killed Jiang De, he merely saw the body gradually explode and shatter, obscured by the chaotic cluster of spiritual energy.
This was also the main reason why he felt sick after returning to the courtyard.
"It's too dangerous."
"Last time I went out, I encountered a murder attempt out of nowhere."
"This time, it's Jiang De trying to ambush me."
"No, maybe the murder attempt last time came from Jiang De, but I was lucky to escape by blending into the crowd and creating confusion."
Han Yi's thoughts raced in his mind, and he vaguely sensed a conspiracy against him.
Something was off.
Very off.
"Since coming to Mengshan City, the people I've met only include a few."
"Guan Sheng, Jiang De, Xiao Yi, Xia Qingyi, and the shopkeeper in the Lei family market."
"Jiang De's murder attempt should have nothing to do with the Lei family market."
"Among them, Jiang De is already dead, and the only person I can trust is Guan Sheng..."
When Han Yi reached this point, he suddenly paused, his brows furrowed, and then shook his head.
"No, I'm stuck in my preconceived notions."
"Theoretically, the only person I can trust in Mengshan City is myself."
"Based on this foundation, I should be screening everyone."
"No one else can be trusted."
Han Yi's heart sank slightly.
He didn't know what kind of conspiracy awaited him.
However.
As long as he stayed still and endured, every trick would be exposed.
Endure.
Endure for half a year, endure until the sect's assessment when he could leave Mengshan City and return to Little Lingxu Peak, and he would be safe.
Thinking of this, Han Yi let out a sigh of relief.
"It seems like I can only apologize to Guan Sheng."
"From now on, I'll endure until half a year later."
"As for the exorcise evil spirits pill, I'll refine it after joining the sect. Pass it on to Guan Sheng through Brother Guan Di. As for the profits, I don't want them. Consider it compensation for Guan Sheng."
"I believe Guan Sheng will understand."
"At most, I'll compensate him with more pills when I'm stronger in the future."
Han Yi made up his mind to endure from this moment on.
Afterward.
He took out the bloodstained storage bag that he had accidentally kicked just before leaving the alley.
He tried infusing it with his magical power.
As expected, he met some resistance, but it wasn't strong.
This indicated that the storage bag's owner, Jiang De, was indeed of a higher realm than himself, but only slightly so.
Based on his review of the skirmish in the alley.
Jiang De should have been at the fourth level of Qi Cultivation.
However, Jiang De was too careless, attempting a sneak attack, and encountered Han Yi, who had cultivated the 'Spirit Void Finger' to the [Enter the Hall] realm.
Being counter-killed was just a matter of time and fate.
Han Yi continued to input his mana, taking a full hour before he could open Jiang De's storage bag.
After seeing the contents of the storage bag, Han Yi's eyes lit up.
He collected all of his belongings in the quiet room first, and with a wave of his hand, he poured out the items from Jiang De's storage bag.
The quiet room was filled to the brim.
Familiar and unfamiliar smells of spiritual medicines and herbs rushed into his nostrils.
Herbs for alchemy.
Although these herbs were in their initial state and needed to be sorted and stored in jade boxes, there were so many of them that they constituted a huge fortune for him.
Converted into spirit stones, they were worth far more than a hundred stones.
He had struck it rich.
Han Yi had this thought flash through his mind.
Then, a few words appeared.
No wonder there's an old saying, "Killing and arson bring riches, bridge building and road repair bring no corpses; man won't be rich without windfall, horse won't be fat without night grass."
Day and night, Han Yi had no intention of sleeping. By the time the sun rose on the second day, he had finished sorting all the spiritual medicines and herbs.
Next.
He looked at the items he had sorted out besides the herbs.
There were not many spirit stones, only seventy-eight.
Spirit Sand, about thirty pounds.
Spirit Coal, around three hundred pounds.
An eight-sided silver alchemy furnace.
A pile of jade bottles; some contained pills he recognized, while others contained pills he had never seen before.
Exorcise evil spirits pills, Grain Avoiding Pills, Nurturing Qi Pills, Focus Pills, Breaking Stage Pills, Containing God Pills...
Beside all this...
Han Yi looked at the last items.
They were three ancient bronze-colored daggers.
The daggers had no handle and were only as long as a palm.
Staring at the daggers, Han Yi's heart was first filled with solemnity, followed by lingering fear.
This was a set of magical artifacts.
If, just if, in that narrow alley, Jiang De hadn't used a sneak attack with his magic skill, but had instead used the magical artifacts to attack from dozens of meters away...
The result might have been completely different.
So, when he saw this set of magical artifacts clearly, the lingering fear surged in Han Yi's heart.
"Going all out in an encounter on a narrow road is essential."
"One must never have any luck, or else one will die."
Han Yi had a profound understanding of 'going all out.'
He collected the spirit stones, spirit sand, pills, spirit coal, and other miscellaneous items into his storage bag and put the alchemy furnace and other items into Jiang De's storage bag.
Then, he turned his gaze back to the magical dagger artifacts and tried to use his mana to drive them, but unfortunately, his cultivation base at the third layer of Qi cultivation was only enough to drive the daggers to shuttle within three meters of his body.
Furthermore, he could only control two daggers at most.
Han Yi also noticed that these three daggers were obviously a set, and only by controlling all three simultaneously could their power be maximized.
Although this set of magical artifacts was of lower quality, it was an excellent magical artifact for both offense and defense.
After half a day of control, Han Yi suddenly thought of something.
He took out a Scripture Transmission Jade Plate from his storage bag, which he had purchased from the Lei family market for eighty-five spirit stones.
His eyes brightened, and a thought suddenly struck him.
Could he use the Sword Control Skill to control these three daggers and turn them into flying swords?
Once this idea arose, Han Yi felt it was feasible.
But he didn't try it out just yet.
Practicing Sword Control Skill would definitely require a long time.
And the alley fight had shown him the terrifying power of the Spirit Void Finger.
He wanted to have multiple skills, but also to specialize in one.
Under the current circumstances, specializing in one skill first and then acquiring multiple skills to increase his trump cards was the ideal approach.
So, he decided to continue his arduous cultivation.
Once he reached the next realm of the Spirit Void Finger, he would practice the Sword Control Skill.
As for the loud noise caused by practicing the Spirit Void Finger in the courtyard, he had thought of a solution: to practice the Spirit Void Finger in his bedroom and direct the attack downwards.
At most, it would just blow out a basement.
At most, when he returned to the sect later, he would have to pay for the damages.