I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy Chapter 335 – Tian Nan Immortal City, the Supreme Pavilion

Chapter 335: Chapter 201: Tian Nan Immortal City, the Supreme Pavilion

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At the Evil Mountain Range, the northern side, near the outer region of the mountain range closest to Tian Nan Immortal City.

Ke Yao was fleeing for her life.

Her face showed no fear, only determination and a strong intent to kill. Even while she was trapped in mortal danger, there was no sign of her murderous intent wavering.

However, her condition was indeed not good. Her originally loose long hair had been cut off by the short knife in her hand, leaving it messy. Under the ripped robe, she wore a silver close-fitting soft armor.

Besides that, she was covered in blood; on her hands and feet, neck, and face. A small portion of it was hers, while the majority came from the people she had killed.

Bang!

A burst of fire approached, and before it reached her, Ke Yao managed to dodge sideways, shielding herself with the short knife. The explosion sent her flying more than ten meters away, crashing into a giant tree. The tree shook violently as leaves fell down.

Spurt!

Ke Yao coughed up blood, her face changed as she forcefully drew in a breath, and then threw herself forward. The very next moment, the spot where she had leaned against the giant tree was grazed by a black long sword, cutting the tree in half.

After she had lunged forward, stumbling slightly, the returning black long sword already slashed her arm, leaving a deep wound that exposed the bone. Blood splattered out, staining the weeds beneath her feet.

The Black Sword returned and landed in the hands of a middle-aged cultivator. About thirty meters away, a burly man wielding a Red Longbow also arrived.

But there was more.

Ke Yao, holding her arm, looked between the middle-aged cultivator and the burly man. In the middle, a young man in his twenties slowly walked towards them.

The young man had a gloomy face, and his eyes flashed with heat as they were fixed on Ke Yao.

“Ke Yao, hand over the Foundation Establishment Pill, and I’ll spare your life.

“Otherwise, killing you and searching for it myself will result in the same outcome. It’s just more effort.”

Ke Yao’s eyes bore into the young cultivator, her hatred palpable.

“Ao Hongyi, in your dreams! Even if I die in this life, you will never get the Foundation Establishment Pill!”

With just a sentence, Ke Yao stopped talking and slowly retreated. She shifted her gaze from the young man, Ao Hongyi, to the other two cultivators who had been chasing her.

The middle-aged cultivator holding the Black Sword and the burly man with the Longbow.

“Eighth layer, seventh layer, what should I do? What should 1 do?”

A sense of despair rose in Yao’s heart, but she would continue fighting and seeking a chance to survive as long as she was not dead. She needed to find an opportunity for revenge since she carried the burden of more than seventy lives from the Ke family.

Father, mother, sister, brother…

The images of their deaths haunted her, even causing her to awaken from nightmares repeatedly.

In her dreams, a voice echoed constantly, reminding her that she must not forget, she must never forget, even in death…

However.

The assassination she had planned appeared to be like a trap in the eyes of her enemies, leading to the current situation.

She hated it, she couldn’t accept it, she couldn’t die yet!

The flames of hatred burned fiercely in Ke Yao’s eyes, her desire to survive stronger than ever before at this moment.

Just then.

The burly man drew his bow fully, and a red arrow of magical power instantly formed on the Red Longbow.

Whoosh!

The fiery arrow shot out, exploding at Ke Yao’s original spot, while her figure had already rolled away.

“Hmph, a troublesome one.”

“Don’t kill her, just cripple her. 1 still need to find out the whereabouts of the Foundation Establishment Pill from her.”

Ao Hongyi gave a soft snort as a long sword appeared in his hand, charging towards the direction Ke Yao had rolled.

On the other side, the middle-aged cultivator with the Black Sword gathered his two fingers, manipulating the Black Sword to circle around and prepare to attack from the rear.

It was precisely at that moment.

The rolling Ke Yao suddenly lunged towards a concealed cave.

Bang!

Immediately after, the late-striking Black Sword collided with the edge of the cave, creating a gap. The unstable cave instantly collapsed halfway.

Inside the cave, Han Yi, who was cultivating, glared at the half-collapsed cave with a darkened expression on his face.

This was a calamity that came without warning.

He had just scanned the surrounding five kilometers with his divine sense and found that, apart from the four people who had accidentally disrupted his cultivation and an approaching elderly cultivator, there was no other danger. Regarding the four people who had disrupted his cultivation, they showcased a scene of a chase; two seventh layer Qi Refining cultivators and one eighth layer Qi Refining cultivator were pursuing a female seventh layer cultivator.

If this chase didn’t involve the cave where he secluded himself for cultivation, Han Yi didn’t intend to interfere.

He was not a saint and wouldn’t preach about justice. Furthermore, superficial justice might not necessarily be true justice. At this moment, between the three pursuers and the one being pursued, Han Yi didn’t know which side was right or wrong. By not getting involved, he naturally didn’t need to involve himself in their karma.

However.

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Apprehending those who had burst into his cave was another matter entirely. The middle-aged cultivator wielding the superior-grade magical weapon that smashed the cave in one stroke was suddenly startled. He withdrew his long sword, guarding the cave’s entrance while flashing a challenging look. At the same time, his figure flickered, appearing before Ao Hongyi.

“Young Master, there is a strange cultivator in seclusion here, be careful.”

The bow-wielding burly man also retreated, protecting the other side of the young cultivator. His thick palm was already resting on the bowstring, ready to take action at any time.

On the other side, Ke Yao, who had rolled and dodged into the cave, was also taken aback.

But in her surprise, there was a glimmer of hope for survival..