Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao c1-1294

by Flying Alone 孤单地飞

  Wei He Le’s eyes lit up in understanding: frame Ling Han!

  Chapter 109

  Translator: _Dark_Angel_ Editor: Kurisu

  “Hahahaha, theft is an evil, shameless act in the first place, what more when it actually involves the Third Imperial Prince!” Wei He Le could not hold himself back from laughing. At that time, even if the Academy had no intention of pursuing the matter further, due to the involvement of the Imperial Family, even Wu Song Lin’s reputation would be of no use!

  Anything related to the Imperial Family was never small, and Ling Han actually “dared to steal” an item belonging to the Third Imperial Prince. That was a definite pathway to death.

  “However, there should still be a reason, right? Otherwise, what would a thief ‘steal’ this thing for?” Wei He Le asked, his laughter very quickly stopping.

  Feng Luo snickered, and said, “This is a token of the Third Imperial Prince that he has only gifted to a rare few people. The holder of this token would be considered as a dear friend of the Third Imperial Prince. It is not only a symbol of status and identity, it also means that all charges the holder incurred at any restaurant or inn in the Imperial City would all be placed on the Third Imperial Prince’s tab.”

  “Ya!” Wei He Le looked extremely envious. Although he was a genius of alchemy, he had not managed to obtain the Third Imperial Prince’s favor, and wasn’t gifted with such a priceless token. Now actually seeing a profligate, spoiled young master holding onto one, how could he not be envious?

  Feng Luo smiled very proudly. This was given to him by Feng Yan, who had feared that his little brother would get into trouble in the Imperial City. If Feng Luo possessed a token of the Third Imperial Prince, then no matter who it was, they would have to give the Third Imperial Prince some face. He patted Wei He Le’s shoulder and said, “Young Master Wei, the task of framing Ling Han would be your job!”

  “Me?” Wei He Le looked troubled at this. He only knew how to concoct alchemical pills, play around and show off, but framing someone was something he had never done before. Moreover, in the past, there were too many people who wanted to curry his favor, so no matter what job he wanted done, he only needed to say it and there would be someone willing to do that job for him. When had he ever needed to personally do anything?

  “What is it? Are you not willing?” Feng Luo smiled coldly. He pretended to put away the token, “Then just forget about it. I just wanted to help you vent your anger in the first place, but since you’re unwilling to do it, then I will not force you either!”

  “Wait!” Wei He Le hurriedly called out, gritted his teeth, and said, “I’ll do it!”

  He was extremely embittered in his heart. He had offended Ling Han, but wasn’t it all because he had stood up for Feng Luo? But now this guy actually said he wanted to help him vent his anger, and then he was really turning his back on him, absolutely heartless!

  But after he had been abandoned by Wu Song Lin, he was no longer the “Young Master Wei” of old, but only a mere Yellow Grade low level alchemist. What right did he have to go against Feng Luo?

  Feng Luo had a genius of martial arts standing behind him that could vaguely be close to the level of absolute geniuses like the Third Imperial Prince and Can Ye. Because of his brother, Feng Luo’s own future prospects would be immeasurable, how was a down-and-out alchemist like him supposed to compare with that?

  Due to his current dire circumstances, Wei He Le could only bow his head in acquiescence. If he dared to refuse Feng Luo now, that would mean cutting off his only chance for a bright future—if he followed after Feng Luo, he could possibly leave Rain Country in the future, and thus get out of Wu Song Lin’s shadow.

  He accepted the violet-shaped badge, and silently walked to Feng Luo’s side. His hands were lowered at his sides, obviously placing his position at a lower level than the latter.

  “Hahahaha!” Feng Luo laughed loudly, his face filled with pride.

  Even his brother had never thought that he would be able to take a slightly talented alchemist into his camp, had he? Let’s see who dared to still say that he was a spoiled young master! Why don’t you try taking in a Yellow Grade alchemist to show your own ability?

  Wei He Le lowered his head, his eyes filled with hatred and regret. But things have already advanced to this step, there was no way he would be able to return things to how they were before.

  ***

  After enjoying a meal with Ling Han, Qi Zhan Tai naturally returned to the Heaven’s Medicine Pavilion, while Ling Han brought Hu Niu for another walk around the shops and bought some materials to set up the restrictions around his courtyard. He then returned to the Academy.

  He was now not in much of a rush to take the Second Star Pill; his priority now was to set up certain restrictions in the surrounding area of his courtyard.

  This was an early warning system. If anyone intruded into the courtyard, they would definitely disturb the restrictions in place, which would then release an alarm that only he could sense. Even if he was not in the room, there would still be clues left behind that would tell him that an intruder had broken into his courtyard.

  There was nothing to be done about it. He had very limited materials on hand, so he could only set up such simple restrictions. If it was in his last life, possibly not even powerful warriors of Heaven Tier would dare to barge through the restrictions he could set up.

  “I’ll just have to make use of whatever is available to me. I don’t have any enemies now anyways,” he murmured.

  …If Liu Yu Tong, Qi Yong Ye, and the others had heard his words, they would definitely jump out in objection.

  No enemies? He really dared to say that!

  Hu Bo was one, Feng Yan was another, He Jun Chen could also be considered as one, and there was also Nangong Ji. All these people were not easily trifled with, especially Hu Bo and Feng Yan. Hu Bo was a young master of the main line of the Hu Clan, and Feng Yan was a genius of martial arts that had the potential to become a ruler. If these people were still not considered enemies, then who would Ling Han actually consider enemies?

  Unfortunately, they did not know that while Ling Han’s current cultivation level was very weak, there was still the pride of a powerful warrior of Heaven Tier in his bones; how could he actually take these small rascals seriously? Furthermore, in his last life, he had the same kind of attitude, possessing a deep-set pride within him. He would never bow his head to anyone.

  The restriction was extremely simple, so Ling Han did not expend too much time on setting it up. After that, he swallowed a Second Star Pill, and began to strengthen his divine sense.

  From what Ling Han knew, there was no cultivation technique in this world that could strengthen divine sense. Only when the cultivation level rises would a martial artist’s divine sense advance to the next level. This was a very passive process. For example, when he was still in Heaven Tier in his last life, his soul only needed to tremble slightly, and he could even directly erase the soul of a powerful warrior of Spiritual Infant Tier!

  But he had always suspected that since divine sense could be recovered through cultivation techniques and strengthened with the use of alchemical pills or divine medicine, then it should also be possible to cultivate divine sense through cultivation techniques; the only thing was that this kind of cultivation technique was not discovered yet.

  This was not impossible.

  After all, if it was not for the fact that he had come from ten thousand years in the past, how would he have known that there were so many pill formulae that had been lost in the passage of time now?

  Obviously, there is a lot of good stuff that has been lost on the pages of history. Since it was like this in his current lifetime, then how could his last life be an exception to this theory?

  A very real example was seen from the very last period of his last life, when he had visited various ancient historical sites from which he had obtained a few ancient pill formulae, which could all be considered to belon
g to the category of lost with time.

  Thus, perhaps many, many years ago there may have been a cultivation technique that was meant to refine one’s divine sense.

  As he pondered, he was still absorbing the medicinal effects of the Second Star Pill. He suddenly felt very comfortable, for the soul was responsible for all the feelings and sensations of the body. Now that his divine sense was strengthened, he would of course feel an indescribable invigoration.

  One after another, very soon, he had taken all seven Second Star Pills.

  ‘My soul is almost twice as strong now!’ Ling Han’s eyes snapped open. His eyes had become even deeper than before, as if they were twin bottomless pits, causing anyone who looked into his eyes unable to help but fall deeply into them. He smiled, ‘This is a benefit of strengthening my divine sense. Using my divine sense to dominate over my opponent could be considered as my unique move. If my opponent has no defense against this kind of attack, then there is a high chance that I could kill him in an instant!

  The current strength of my soul should be equivalent to the cultivation level of Gushing Spring Tier,’ His smile grew wider. ‘This means that I would be able to absorb Spiritual Qi at the rate of a martial artist of Gushing Spring Tier for my cultivation, and together with my Immortal Grade Spirit Base, hehe, the rate of advance of my cultivation level would probably shock even me.

  I have to quickly reach Gushing Spring Tier! Only when I have reached Gushing Spring Tier will I be able to practice Black Grade cultivation techniques. That is the real beginning to the path of martial arts. Now, I am filled with advanced, high-level knowledge, yet have no ability to make use of what I have… this kind of feeling is really horrible!’

  “Eh? A ‘rat’ has sneaked in!”

  Chapter 110

  Translator: _Dark_Angel_ Editor: Kurisu

  Ling Han really had not thought that this would happen. He had just barely set up the restriction around his courtyard, and he already had a night visitor coming in for a visit.

  One has to understand that the place he was occupying now could actually be considered a haunted house, a place no one would be living in. If one argued that there so happened to be a burglar who had no understanding of the inner workings of the Academy and somehow stumbled onto this place to commit theft, then the possibility of this happening was really too low.

  Who could this thief be?

  “Rustle,” Hu Niu suddenly stood up. She had the alert senses of a wild beast. Her nose might be even more powerful than a dog’s, and she may have already caught the scent of the thief.

  “Shh!” Ling Han gestured her to stay quiet. He had no desire to scare off the thief. He wanted to know why the latter had come first.

  Hu Niu was firmly ensconced in his hold, and she immediately became quiet. However, her eyes still brimmed with a baleful look. In her beast-like way of looking at the world, this was her territory, and anyone who dared to trespass—whoever it was—should be bitten to death.

  A dark figure made their way inside, yet did not move around everywhere. They only walked around the living room once before fumbling about a table a few times. After a while, the intruder turned around and left quietly.

  A sliver of a smile crossed the corners of Ling Han’s lips. At the instant the intruder had left, Ling Han had taken advantage of the moonlight to clearly see the face of the intruder.

  Wei He Le.

  Ling Han walked into the living room, lit a candle, and approached the table.

  There was a wooden box on the table, and inside lay a few cheap little trinkets. When he opened the box, he saw that there was something new within.

  A badge carved in the shape of a violet.

  ‘This is?’

  Ling Han could not hold back a strange smile as he took out another violet-shaped badge from within his pocket. This had been gifted to him by the Third Imperial Prince.

  Now he had two such badges.

  Why had Wei He Le secretly stuffed a violet badge into his hands?

  “Oh!” Instantly, he understood what was going on here. This was an attempt to set him up. There would definitely be someone who would be reporting having lost the item, and Wei He Le would lead people to his place. Naturally, they would find the lost item here, and by that time, there was no way he would be able to escape being accused of “theft”.

  Moreover, the stolen item was even a token of the Third Imperial Prince. No one would dare to suppress this issue, and by that time, the lightest punishment he would get would be expulsion from the Academy, but it was another story whether the Third Imperial Prince would send his own people to deal with him or not.

  The unfortunate thing was that Wei He Le would never have imagined that he would have coincidentally encountered the Third Imperial Prince today; he had even been presented with a violet badge from the latter.

  However, even if he had not met the Third Imperial Prince today, since he had discovered the existence of this scheme, there was no way that he could still be successfully set up.

  ‘Since you want to play, then I’ll play with you a bit,’ Ling Han smiled calmly, and replaced the lid of the box, having no intention at all to remove that badge from within.

  A cold gleam flashed through his eyes. Since there was someone who wanted to die so desperately, then he would just have to let him die.

  He returned to the inner chambers and began cultivation.

  After his divine sense had been strengthened, the efficiency of his cultivation had risen to a whole new level. As massive amounts of Spiritual Qi gushed into him, it was all absorbed by his Five Elements Mix Chaos Lotus, and with the strict control granted to him by his powerful divine sense, this Spiritual Qi was swiftly converted into Origin Power to strengthen his Origin Nuclei.

  “Originally, I would have needed around a month to rise to the next layer, but with how things are now, probably half a month would be enough,” Ling Han smiled.

  After his divine sense was completely exhausted, he began to cultivate the Indestructible Heaven Scroll in order to advance from Body of Dead Tree to Body of Rock Cliff. When he has completely grasped Body of Rock Cliff, he’d be able to parry sharp weaponry with his bare hands. The sturdiness of his physical body would become even more terrifying than that of some races with exceptionally powerful natural defense.

  When he had finished cultivation, there had already appeared a sliver of white in the east. It was only now that he lay down to rest. Meditation could substitute for a part of the sleep he needed. Thus, he only needed to sleep for one or two hours, and it would be enough for him to be energetic for the rest of the day.

  When dawn came the next day, he went over to Mo Gao’s courtyard to discuss the art of the sword with him again.

  One of them was an expert in the art of the sword, while the other had an exceptionally high level of comprehension, and so naturally they would be able to use each other as reference and thus improve themselves. They had only experienced two discussions with each other, yet the benefits both had received were quite deep.

  “Peng, peng, peng.” Just when the two of them were embroiled in a fierce discussion, they heard someone banging on the door which rudely interrupted their conversation.

  Mo Gao suddenly looked extremely displeased. His fondness for the art of the sword had almost reached the level of insanity. Once he was embroiled in a discussion about sword techniques, even if it was the Gods themselves here for a visit, he would ignore them. He walked over to the entrance, opened the door, and saw that there were over ten people standing at his doorway.

  “Is Ling Han here?” A young man dressed in green-colored long robes took one step forward, his chin proudly raised, looking extremely arrogant in his demeanor.

  However, he did have the right to be arrogant, for he was astonishingly in Gushing Spring Tier, a much more powerful martial artist than even Mo Gao.

  “Who are you people, and what are you looking for my student for?” Mo Gao questioned instead of stepping out of
their way and allowing them entry.

  “Teacher Mo, we are members of the Discipline Committee!” Another young man dressed in black walked forwards, though his tone was much more even. Of course, this had something to do with his cultivation level, because he was similarly in Element Gathering Tier, so he did not have much of an advantage over Mo Gao in terms of cultivation level.

  “Don’t speak so much nonsense, tell Ling Han to come out quickly!” The young man in green robes shouted impatiently, with no hint of caring about Mo Gao.

  Mo Gao stared blankly for a moment, and then said, “What offense has my student committed that requires the Discipline Committee to take action?”

  The Discipline Committee, as the name suggested, was an organization that was in charge of enforcing the rules and regulations of the Academy. However, the majority of the members of this committee were students, and it could also be considered as a type of part-time job, for the members could earn academic points. Moreover, the members also possessed a considerable amount of power in the Academy, so quite a lot of students desperately thought up ways to squeeze themselves into the Committee.