Alchemy Master

Chapter 957, Life Spirit Flower

Translator: Silavin

Within the several-hundred kilometre black swampland region, figures swept past like a locust invasion, all heading towards Prison Dragon Slope’s location.

That was where the strange phenomena appeared!

As countless figures swept by, this hundred kilometre swamp erupted into chaos. Innumerable poisonous insects and venomous beasts *hissed* furiously. Facing these intruders, they showed no mercy whatsoever. One after another, the bodies of experts were dragged into the swamp, becoming delicious fertiliser.

Throughout the swamp, bursts of Yuan Energy fluctuations continuously shot skyward as more poisonous insects and venomous beasts were slaughtered by the many experts surging through.

However, as they ventured deeper, numerous experts discovered to their horror that their companions were silently collapsing and dying, their Life Force completely extinguishing.

This moment made even more people recognise the terrifying nature of this black swampland region. This miasma was countless times more poisonous than ordinary swamp miasma!

Even Martial Ancestors could inadvertently have the miasma invade their bodies and lose their lives unknowingly. Moreover, the Pills they had prepared absolutely had no effect against this miasma’s poison.

Under the pathfinding of Fei Yunxiao, a Late Stage Martial Ancestor, the Mu Family’s forces encountered no troublesome obstacles along the way. And the increasingly terrifying miasma that grew worse the deeper they went was unable to invade their bodies thanks to the Pills Qin Yichen had refined.

In just over an hour, a slope resembling a mountain range appeared within everyone’s field of vision.

That was Prison Dragon Slope!

“Hmm?” Qin Yichen, who was rushing forward, suddenly made a soft sound of surprise, his gaze turning to one side.

“Junior Brother Qin, what is it?” Mu Yanfeng, beside him, placed his hand on the weapon at his waist and quickly asked.

“There seems to be a decent medicinal herb over there. Senior Brother Mu, you all go ahead. I’ll catch up shortly.” Qin Yichen chuckled lightly.

“I’ll go with you.” Feng Qianxue stood beside Qin Yichen and said quietly.

“Medicinal herb…” Mu Yanfeng’s brow furrowed. He glanced at the distant Prison Dragon Slope. At the moment, formidable auras were faintly emanating from there. Clearly, people had already crossed the swampland and arrived.

“Go and return quickly. Make sure to be careful.”

“Let’s go.” Qin Yichen smiled faintly. Exchanging a glance with Feng Qianxue, their figures flashed to one side, transforming into two rainbow lights that swiftly skimmed over the swamp’s surface.

*Whoosh!*

However, just as they’d been travelling for less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, while passing over a patch of swamp, strings of black bubbles suddenly emerged from the swamp below. Then, a massive body flashed out from within, shooting towards them both with a foul, fishy wind.

“Watch out!” Qin Yichen wrapped one arm around Feng Qianxue’s slender waist, his body moving agilely to dodge.

Only then did he clearly see that what had suddenly attacked him was a black python. At the corner of its mouth were the remains of a limb. Clearly, a Human had been devoured by it not long ago.

“*Hmph!* A mere beast that’s just broken through to Martial Ancestor Realm dares to ambush me!?” Qin Yichen snorted coldly. His palm clenched, his figure becoming a residual shadow. In a flash, he appeared above the python’s head. Then his arm trembled, and his iron fist, carrying the terrifying power of a mountain, ruthlessly hammered into the python’s body.

*Boom!*

Although upon initial contact the python twisted its body to disperse much of that terrifying force, the remaining power still sent its massive body plummeting downward.

*Bang!*

Accompanied by the python’s shrill *hiss*, the black swamp collapsed. Moments later, the black swamp returned to calm, and the python never surfaced again.

That single strike, even if it had not killed it outright, had gravely injured it. Its remaining instinct told it this person was not to be provoked.

In just a short while, the two arrived before a dimly lit section of swamp. In their field of vision, a dark red flower swayed and grew, emanating a faint fragrance that even drove away the eerie miasma.

“Life Spirit Flower? How could it appear here?” Upon seeing this flower, Qin Yichen’s eyes lit up, and his body suddenly trembled.

Life Spirit Flower was an extremely rare Treasure of Heaven and Earth that held immense benefits for Martial Arts cultivators.

However, what shocked Qin Yichen was why a Life Spirit Flower would grow in this foul, miasma-filled place.

Because Life Spirit Flowers were extremely peculiar and could only be nurtured where Spirit Veins existed! Yet this was a miasma-filled swampland. Why would a Life Spirit Flower appear here?

Qin Yichen pondered briefly, his gaze falling towards Prison Dragon Slope’s direction. Although it resembled a mountain range, it was merely a slope less than a hundred metres high. [How could that possibly be a Spirit Vein?]

After long contemplation yielded no answers, Qin Yichen shook his head. His figure swept forward, and he bent down to pluck the Life Spirit Flower.

*Whoosh!*

Just as Qin Yichen had picked the Life Spirit Flower, a sharp wind-breaking sound suddenly rang out. A cold gleam shot towards him like lightning.

*Hmph!*

Qin Yichen snorted coldly. With a wave of his sleeve, a burst of Yuan Energy roared forth, directly repelling that cold gleam.

Feng Qianxue’s delicate brows also furrowed as her gaze turned coldly towards where the cold gleam had come from. In that direction, figures flickered. Seven silhouettes flashed out and landed opposite Qin Yichen.

Each of these people held blades and swords, their eyes rather unbridled. Their faces were covered in fierce scars, making it clear at a glance they were no kind Souls.

At the centre of this group were two leading men around thirty years old. Both emanated the aura of the Early Stage Martial Ancestor Realm. At the moment, their eyes flashed with cruel light as they stared fixedly at Qin Yichen.

“What do you people mean by this?” Qin Yichen stared at this group of hostile fellows and demanded coldly.

A team formed by two Martial Ancestors should be considered quite decent amongst these adventurers.

“Hehehe, brat, I’ve been watching that flower for a whole day. I finally dealt with all the beasts nearby, and you just casually took it. Isn’t that a bit excessive?”

The leading middle-aged man laughed coldly, his gaze occasionally sweeping over the gradually maturing figure of Feng Qianxue with a lascivious expression.

“Treasures of Heaven and Earth go to those with the ability to claim them. Since you’ve been wandering blindly all day without obtaining it, that only proves you lack the capability.” Seeing them so brazenly eyeing Feng Qianxue, Qin Yichen’s expression darkened.