Alchemy Master

Chapter 1143, Ambush

Translator: Silavin

“However, Brother Qin, do not lower your guard. The safety of this map only means that a path has been identified that is free of residual divine techniques.”

As though afraid Qin Yichen might grow careless over this, Qing Luan reminded him.

Frankly speaking, Qing Luan was not clear on Qin Yichen’s actual strength. Though the matter of Qin Yichen earlier defeating Li Shan could be found out easily enough, in Qing Luan’s eyes, defeating Li Shan was not exactly something worthy of particular note.

After all, as the outstanding talent of a Top Tier Race, Qing Luan’s strength and that of Li Shan, Xiang Linzi, and people of that sort were simply not on the same level.

Were it not for his Race’s instruction that he travel together with Qin Yichen, he would never have chosen someone of unknown strength, who could very well turn out to be a dead weight, as a travelling companion.

Furthermore, Qin Yichen’s Pill Formula was an absolute magnet for hostility!

“Brother Qing Luan need not worry. If I still manage to let my guard down with this level of strength I have, then dying would be entirely my own fault.”

Qin Yichen smiled and said, seemingly having seen through Qing Luan’s thoughts.

The latter had agreed to journey with him to the Silent Forest, and that was already giving him a great deal of face. If Qin Yichen were to depend on Qing Luan because of this, he probably would not even know how he had died.

Moreover, the Silent Forest had been notorious for ages, and the threat of its Demonic Beasts was no weaker than that of the rumoured remnant divine techniques.

“Something is not right!”

As they spoke and soared along, Qin Yichen’s brow suddenly furrowed, and his figure came to an abrupt halt in mid-air.

“What is it?” At this point, the Silent Forest had already appeared within their field of vision. Yet seeing Qin Yichen’s movement, a flicker of puzzlement crossed Qing Luan’s eyes, and he also came to a stop alongside him.

“Brother Qing Luan, the route you mentioned, does it enter from here?” Gazing towards the distant Silent Forest, Qin Yichen asked with his brow tightly knit.

“That is correct. This route was scouted by a predecessor of my Race, and compared to maps purchased from other Races, it is a lot more reliable.” Qing Luan did not understand, but explained all the same.

“Let us take a different route in.” Qin Yichen narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile.

“Huh?” Qing Luan furrowed his brow, somewhat puzzled.

In his possession were a few other routes through the Silent Forest that were relatively safer. Though they were not as trustworthy as the one scouted by his own Race’s predecessors, presumably those collected maps had also been verified by people of his Race.

Although he did not quite understand Qin Yichen’s behaviour, after a moment of reflection, Qing Luan still nodded.

“*Ha ha!* Worthy of the Master who even Yao Jie was defeated by, Brother Qin’s instincts are truly sharp!”

But just as the two were preparing to change direction, a hearty laugh suddenly rang out and filled that stretch of sky.

*Whoosh! Whoosh!*

With that sound, a succession of sharp, urgent gusts rang out from the Silent Forest ahead of the two, a string of figures carrying formidable auras rushing forth from within. In no more than an instant, they formed a massive encircling ring, cutting the two of them off within it.

“Hmm?” Seeing those figures, Qing Luan’s brow could not help but furrow.

It seemed Qin Yichen had not been changing direction without reason. From such a considerable distance, Qing Luan himself had not yet perceived anything, yet the other man had already sensed something. That level of sharp perceptive ability left Qing Luan feeling quite astonished.

However, Qing Luan’s expression then turned rather grim.

For when those figures formed their encircling ring, they had actually counted him in as well.

“Heh, the Greedy Wolf Race, the Filthy Rat Race… you lot have quite the nerve!”

Gazing at the encircling ring formed by over a hundred experts, Qing Luan did not take the initiative to strike first. Instead, he said with a cold laugh.

Among those experts encircling them, there was no one Qing Luan was truly wary of. Yet many ants could bring down an elephant. Of those hundred-odd Martial Ancestors, thirty to forty were at the Late Stage or Peak Stage of the Martial Ancestor Realm. With a lineup like that, even Qing Luan would not dare act recklessly.

Even if he had the strength to break out of the encirclement and cut his way free, it would inevitably cost him something. At a time when experts gathered like this, one crack in the armour, and Qing Luan was certain that the few rivals who had long been at odds with him would not miss such a fine opportunity.

Those whose Race names Qing Luan had just called out were precisely the apparent leaders among those hundred-odd experts.

Upon hearing Qing Luan’s cold reproach, the expressions of those few individuals shifted slightly. Under ordinary circumstances, they would not dare block Qing Luan’s path even if they had a few extra spines. Yet right now, their target was not Qing Luan, but the person beside him who was said to possess a Pill Formula effective for every Race.

“Brother Qing Luan, this matter has nothing to do with you. If you could do us the favour, we hope you will not get involved.”

After exchanging a glance, a Peak Stage Martial Ancestor stepped forward and clasped his fists towards Qing Luan. His tone carried none of the humiliated embarrassment of someone who had just been publicly dressed down.

After all, Qing Luan’s strength was there for all to see. And the Heaven Devouring Green Marten Race behind him, even with some unflattering rumours, was not something Races like theirs could contend with.

“You people are not yet qualified to call me a fellow Brother.” Qing Luan’s brow furrowed, and he gave a cold snort, the proud, domineering aura of his manner fully exposed without reserve.

And at this moment, figures were also gradually appearing behind them. Seeing the commotion here, quite a few experts had come to a halt not far off, watching with interest.

Before even entering the grounds of the first trial, one could already witness someone provoking Qing Luan of a Top Tier Race. That was not a sight one saw often.

Moreover, the other individual was also not unknown to the crowd. It was said he also came from a certain Top Tier Race, and those Pills effective for every Race were coveted by countless people.

To possess a jade is to invite trouble. No wonder over a hundred experts had joined hands to intercept them.

What was more, judging by their posture, it was evident they had clearly investigated Qin Yichen and Qing Luan’s route in advance and laid in wait here.

“Brother Qing Luan, do not push people too far!”

Under Qing Luan’s undisguised reproach, the expressions of those hundred-odd experts all shifted slightly. The expressions of the few leaders turned even more visibly grim.

Were it not absolutely necessary, they had no wish to offend Qing Luan either. After all, once the news spread, the Races behind them could hardly bear the wrath of the Heaven Devouring Green Marten Race.

Yet Qing Luan’s attitude at this moment still made these experts feel somewhat displeased inwardly.

“Brother Qing Luan, you go on ahead.”

And just as Qing Luan was about to reproach them once more, Qin Yichen’s voice rang out, calm and unhurried.

“Brother Qin need not say more. I, Qing Luan, am not the sort to run from trouble.” Qing Luan shook his head and said firmly.

“Brother Qing Luan, they knew you were with me and still dared to block our path. Do you truly think there is no Top Tier Race behind them?” Qin Yichen gave a wry smile and said.

Hearing this, Qing Luan’s expression changed sharply at last, and a flicker of hesitation rose onto his face.