I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy-Chapter 229 - : 165: Daqian Immortal City_3

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At Master Tian Xin’s words, the figure opposite him developed a furious with a throbbing brow.

“In that case, please proceed, Monarch.”

“However, the use of Immortal Boats is prohibited within Immortal City, and even more so flying within the Seventh Layer of Immortal Court. We ask for your understanding, Monarch Tian Xin.”

The cultivator with thick eyebrows and large ears made way, extending his hands in guidance.

Master Tian Xin didn’t make things difficult, he was naturally aware of the customs in Immortal City. This was his third visit here. He put away his Immortal Boat and flew ahead with Han Yi.

While passing by several Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators, Han Yi nodded in courtesy, reciprocating their greetings in a well-mannered fashion.

Only after Master Tian Xin and Han Yi entered the Immortal City did the cultivators, who had been suspended in mid-air, reveal distressed expressions on their faces.

“Brother Chen, what do we do now? That old thief Tian Xin has entered Immortal City. Should we dispatch someone to keep an eye on them?”

A cultivator asked with unease.

The burly cultivator with thick eyebrows and large ears, referred to as Brother Chen, hesitated for a moment but eventually shook his head.

“We shouldn’t. Tian Xin may be an old thief, but he is a Monarch. Dispatching people to watch him would make Daqian look petty. If the Department Head finds out, there will surely be punishment.”

“However, during this period, we need to remind all brothers on duty in Immortal City to monitor that old thief Tian Xin and his movements.”

“And moreover, it’s not Tian Xin, the old thief who is of real importance, but his apprentice.”

“If you’ve read old thief Tian Xin’s file, you should know that he once had two apprentices who committed utterly absurd acts.”

“This third one, named Han Yi, though he appears uninformative on the surface, it’s been the same for all apprentices from Heavenly Will Sect, especially Tian Xin’s previous two apprentices.”

“You never know when they’ll suddenly go crazy and disturb the Emperor’s birthday, a sin that would not be taken lightly.”

“In that case, Chen Lu and An Yi, you two should go to the Immortal Courtesy Department and report this matter to the Department Head for judgment.”

The two people who were pointed out left with a bow.

Han Yi was unaware that as soon as he stepped into Daqian Immortal City, he had already been reported to the Immortal Courtesy Department, one of the six official organizations of Daqian, and marked as a key object of scrutiny.

“Daqian has six departments, with the Immortal Courtesy Department being one of them. These cultivators are part of it and are specifically responsible for guarding the safety of the Daqian Immortal Country. I also know the head of the Immortal Courtesy Department but he is not an easy cultivator to deal with. If possible, it’s best not to cross paths.”

Master Tian Xin, recalling some unpleasant experiences, had an unnatural expression on his face.

Being next to him, Han Yi felt a chill. Anything that could make Master Tian Xin feel uncomfortable was undoubtedly not a simple matter.

What he wanted most now was to find an opportunity to leave as soon as he entered the Immortal City, then find an Immortal Trade Shop, rent an Immortal Boat, and return to Shu State, then back to the Xuandan Sect.

However, Han Yi had a bad premonition that his ‘escape’ route wouldn’t be that easy.

The further they flew into the Immortal City and the more Master Tian Xin introduced, the more Han Yi learned the fundamentals about Daqian Immortal Country.

Daqian Immortal City covers a vast area but it can be roughly divided into the Outer Immortal City and the Ninefold Immortal Court.

The Outer Immortal City is counted from the location where they just encountered the cultivators from the Immortal Courtesy Department. The Outer Immortal City not only houses cultivators but also ordinary people who serve them. They have businesses, normal sects built inside the Immortal City, loose cultivators and cultivators from various sects of Daqian.

In short, the Outer Immortal City is vast, with many cultivators. As long as they abide by the laws of Immortal City and can afford the Spirit Stone rent, they are allowed in.

Inside the Outer Immortal City, the real central location of Daqian Immortal City is the Ninefold Immortal Court.

The Immortal Court is the true place where the real cultivators of the Daqian Immortal Country reside.

The three National Guardian Dukes, seven Great Young Lords, three Imperial Advisors, six departments, Demon Extermination Guard, Monster Slaying Army, Heaven Acknowledging Observatory, Bandit-Catching Department, the Daqian Mansion…

The Ninth Layer Immortal Court is the outermost and inside are the Eighth, Seventh, all the way to the First Layer, which is the top of the Daqian Mountain Range. The Immortal Palace there connects directly with the firmament.

Starting from the Seventh Layer Immortal Court, a decree has been set that the lower beings are prohibited from flying, as a mark of respect to the Daqian Emperor.”

“Don’t worry, my apprentice. We belong to the Heavenly Will Sect, one of the world’s Nascent Soul Sects, which also ranks at the top.”

“The place arranged by Daqian for Shu State cultivators to live in is the Eternal Joy Garden.”

After Master Tian Xin descended outside the Seventh Layer Immortal Court with Han Yi, he left for the Fourth Layer Immortal Court, the Eternal Joy Garden.

Along the way, Han Yi thought about slipping away, but with Master Tian Xin by his side, he knew it was impossible, so he chose to enjoy the exotic scenery as they moved along.

The demeanor of the Immortal Country was completely different from what he had seen in the sects.

Han Yi was taken aback that these two systems could coexist in the Cultivation World, apparently due to the interplay of the ‘Human Emperor’ and ‘Immortal Path’ that Master Tian Xin had previously mentioned.

On their journey, Han Yi saw both the ordinary humdrum of life as well as intoxicated cultivators, fist-fights among the gangs and the preaching of real people. Nobody, mortal or cultivator, felt out of place; everyone coexisted harmoniously under the Daqian Law.

As Han Yi followed Master Tian Xin into the seventh Immortal Court, heading towards the Eternal Joy Garden in the fourth Immortal Court, suddenly, a voice rang out.

“Master Tian Xin, you old thief! You dare to enter the Immortal Country? Aren’t you afraid that the National Guardian Duke will tear you to pieces?”

This voice, sneering, made Han Yi look in its direction, and he saw seven or eight cultivators descending from the sky, landing in front of them.

Han Yi’s expression tightened slightly, recognizing one person amongst them.

This cultivator was someone he met in the Facing Reality Heavenly Realm. Han Yi had fallen twice at his hands, however, at that time, it was his Manifest Void Body, so he didn’t really die. Also, at that time, Han Yi had just entered the ninth level of Qi cultivation and he did not have a superior magical artifact, that’s why he lost.

The Spirit Combat Sect’s Xie Jingshan.

This moment, Xie Jingshan was standing in the back of the group of cultivators, looking at Han Yi with a slightly surprised expression. Obviously, he also recognized Han Yi.

“All! So it’s the old Earth Spirit thief.”

“The matter with the National Guardian Duke was merely a misunderstanding, a mutual agreement. How can that be considered my fault, old Earth Spirit thief? You can fart all you want, but you should think before you speak.”

Master Tian Xin’s eyes shifted slightly as he casually retorted.

“Old thief Tian Xin, dare you face the National Guardian Duke and say that?”

“I bet you wouldn’t dare.”

“Oh, you old thief, you even brought along a junior cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage. Could it be that he is your new disciple?”

This Nascent Soul Monarch cultivator shifted his tone when he spotted Han Yi, asking with uncertainty.

“Good question.”

Master Tian Xin, stroking his white beard with a proud face, introduced to everyone.

“Indeed, Han Yi, allow me to introduce you.”

“This is the Earth Spirit Monarch of the Spirit Combat Sect, I call him old Earth Spirit thief. Of course, for you, you should show some respect.”

Han Yi’s heart leapt in his chest, cursing inwardly.

This straightforward introduction obviously put him on the spot. If he refused, he would insult Master Tian Xin, causing him to lose face. If he didn’t refuse, that would be affirming he was a Cultivator of the Heavenly Will Sect and acknowledging himself as the disciple of Master Tian Xin.

Either choice would be detrimental to him. His best option would be to be ignored entirely by everyone. But that was clearly impossible now.

With a straight face, Han Yi bowed respectfully to the Spirit Combat Sect’s cultivator after swiftly considering his options.

“Greetings to the Earth Spirit Monarch.”

He did not refute Master Tian Xin’s words. To others, this was an indirect admission of his identity.

Han Yi acted this way because, in his view, Master Tian Xin had saved his life.

If Master Tian Xin had not shown up back then, Han Yi, in his gravely injured condition, would’ve been in extreme danger, even if he had managed to escape. If someone had caught up to him, death would have been the only outcome.

As for the forcefully imposed identities of a Heavenly Will Sect disciple and disciple of Master Tian Xin, as long as Han Yi could slip away, he wouldn’t have to acknowledge any of it. Would Master Tian Xin actually chase him right back to Xuandan Sect and forcibly drag him back to the Heavenly Will Sect?

Han Yi’s current strategy is to stall. As soon as he leaves, everything will naturally reset.

“Old Earth Spirit thief, my third disciple is already unrivaled at this level. In the future, he will inevitably transcend the heavenly tribulations and achieve the status of a true Monarch. Moreover, he even has a slim chance of reaching the Dao Monarch level.”

Master Tian Xin patted Han Yi on the shoulder, before laughing out loud.

Han Yi was cursing under his breath behind him.

Do you think I’m dying too slowly? You’re just painting a target on my back!