Alchemy Master

Chapter 1145, Making a Move

Translator: Silavin

In the end, Qing Luan said nothing more. He understood that Jin Mi was deliberately targeting Qin Yichen and, moreover, clearly cared greatly about that Pill Formula. Otherwise, he would not have made his move this early.

At this point, any harsh words from Qing Luan were useless.

After signalling Qin Yichen to watch himself, Qing Luan let out a cold snort, then directly shot forward, sweeping toward the Silent Forest ahead.

The Martial Ancestors blocking his path hurriedly stepped aside, opening a passage.

Seeing Qing Luan depart, Jin Mi let out a laugh and gave a meaningful look to the experts who had been blocking the way, then swiftly swept off toward the Silent Forest as well.

For them, the primary objective of coming here was to become that Supreme Expert’s Disciple!

Even for a Top Tier Race, gaining one more inheritance from a Supreme Expert was an exceptional boon.

And moreover, it might well serve as an opportunity to extend their reach into the Myriad Beasts Domain!

“Young man, will you hand over the Pill Formula yourself, or shall we help you loosen your bones before you hand it over?”

With the departure of Qing Luan and Jin Mi, the oppressive atmosphere that had smothered Heaven and Earth also dissipated. The hundred-odd experts who had encircled the area, each and every one, turned their gazes toward Qin Yichen with predatory intent.

Upon their faces, each wore a mocking smirk.

With Qing Luan’s protection gone, Qin Yichen was, in their estimation, no more than a slab of meat on a chopping board, theirs to cut however they pleased.

“You all heard what Brother Qing Luan just said. You had best not cause any trouble!”

Under the weight of so many gazes, Qin Yichen appeared frightened, and his figure involuntarily retreated several steps.

“Trying to run?”

Seeing Qin Yichen’s movement, the surrounding experts let out a light laugh, immediately sealing off his rear so not even water could pass through.

They would absolutely not give Qin Yichen the chance to retreat back into the Myriad Beasts Domain. That would allow him a breathing opportunity, and with those Pills, he could easily hire a large number of Martial Saints to protect himself.

If they let such a fine opportunity slip, the odds of another presenting itself were exceedingly slim.

“Young man, hand over the Pill Formula like a good boy if you know what is good for you. Otherwise, do not blame us for being ruthless!”

The several Martial Ancestors positioned in front of Qin Yichen wore vicious grins. Even if they obtained the Pill Formula, keeping it for themselves was not something they could manage. However, so long as they handed it over to Jin Mi, they could exchange it for untold resources and the backing of a Top Tier Race.

It was such a great arrangement that no Race would refuse.

“I can give you all the Pills. Come to Myriad Beasts City and collect them, just say that I said so.”

Under such intense pressure, the colour of Qin Yichen’s face appeared to drain somewhat pale from fright, and his tone softened by several degrees.

“*Hmph!* Do you take us for fools?”

“It seems that unless we show him some colour, he has no intention of handing over the Pill Formula easily.”

Seeing Qin Yichen’s expression, no small number of the experts let out cold laughs.

“Young man, we’ll give you a little lesson first, to help you make up your mind more quickly!”

Immediately, a powerful expert at the Late Stage Martial Ancestor Realm let out a shout, suddenly shooting forward. A savage grin spread across his face as he swung a great blade, hacking it toward Qin Yichen.

His manner made it abundantly clear he intended to sever the latter’s hands and feet!

Seeing this, Qin Yichen’s brow furrowed slightly. His gaze swept rapidly across the scene before him.

At this moment, he was surrounded on all sides by over a hundred Martial Ancestors, and as though fearing he might retreat into the Myriad Beasts Domain, nearly half the experts were massed at his rear, cutting off any retreat entirely.

They could not have imagined, however, that Qin Yichen had never once entertained the idea of fleeing into the Myriad Beasts Domain.

True, it was neutral territory, and he would be relatively safer there. However, Qin Yichen’s purpose in coming was to participate in the Supreme Expert’s trial.

If he were bottled up within the Myriad Beasts Domain, the number of those blocking him would only grow. By then, he would have no chance of getting out at all.

*Hmph!*

This fellow who came on with such ferocity was already at the Late Stage Martial Ancestor Realm, yet he still fell well short of the likes of Li Shan. Qin Yichen snorted coldly, shifted his body to one side, and sidestepped that seemingly ferocious blade.

*Boom!* Immediately after, Qin Yichen flipped his palm and stamped it onto the powerful expert’s chest.

In an instant, the chest of that Late Stage Martial Ancestor caved inward. A mouthful of blood, mixed with some shattered internal organs, sprayed wildly from his mouth as his body plummeted rapidly downward.

In the space of a single breath, a Late Stage Martial Ancestor had been critically wounded. Moreover, it was evident that Qin Yichen had held back. That one palm, had he not restrained it, would have been enough to shatter the latter’s heart meridian.

“He dares to fight back!”

“You who knows not life from death, I will make you pay for injuring someone from my Race!”

Yet, to Qin Yichen’s mild surprise, his counter-attack did not instil any wariness in the others. Instead, it provoked a wave of furious bellowing.

Immediately, several more figures lunged forward, various fierce and surging forces arriving with a thunderous crash.

“Seeking death!” Facing these utterly merciless assaults, the colour of Qin Yichen’s expression cooled. His body drew taut.

*Swish!* A short dagger glinting with a bone-chilling cold light stabbed toward Qin Yichen’s chest at a cunning angle. He did not even glance at it, instead meeting that dagger head-on with a straight punch.

With a crisp crack, the dagger snapped clean in two. The figure holding it blinked, still not having recovered from the shock of his weapon’s destruction, when he felt a tremendous force crash into him.

*Boom!* His head burst apart. Red and white matter rained down alongside the tumbling corpse, scattering across the sky.

The next instant, Qin Yichen’s feet shifted. His figure appeared with uncanny precision at the back of another powerful expert, and with one fierce, grinding stamp of his foot, the sound of bones snapping rang out across the sky.

Wave after wave of attacks came surging in, and Qin Yichen continuously changed his stance. Throughout it all, he drew no weapon. Yet his body, every part of it, fist, elbow, shoulder, foot, knee, each seemed like a lethal instrument, ceaselessly reaping one life after another.

In no more than the space of a breath, the several figures who had lunged forward once more all plummeted downward, with only Qin Yichen standing imposingly in the air.

To make an example, he had not held back this time. Those several experts who had swarmed him were all dead.

“Cursed wretch! He actually killed my Clansman!”

“Kill him! Avenge our Brothers!”

And yet, Qin Yichen discovered with some bewilderment that his display of force had merely given those encircling him a momentary pause, before yet another wave of furious bellowing erupted anew.