Alchemy Master

Chapter 1049, Blood Beast Squad

Translator: Silavin

The Elf Forest, where countless towering trees stood.

Every tree possessed considerable girth, with exceptionally lush foliage. Looking up, each tree resembled an enormous mushroom.

Upon the forest floor, not a single withered leaf existed. Everywhere, fresh flowers and green grass bloomed. There were also small paths which led straight toward the forest’s depths. A scenery that conveyed incomparably tranquilly.

*Whoosh!*

Within this serenity, a white silhouette flashed past at astonishing speed, accompanied by low explosive sounds.

This white shadow was none other than Qin Yichen carrying Little Ling’er.

Qin Yichen did not care to appreciate this beautiful scenery.

According to records, though the Elf Forest occupied merely a modest region within the continent, where Myriad Races stood in great numbers, its scope was still extremely vast. From this outermost periphery to the Elf Race’s internal region, it still required him to transverse over a considerable distance.

[At this speed, three more days should be enough to reach the residential area.] Qin Yichen’s gaze was fixed upon the distance as a smile emerged on his face.

This journey had been quite smooth. Qin Yichen deliberately avoided any trouble, so they had not encountered any Foreign Races, naturally saving him a ton of trouble.

Otherwise, if identified as a Human, even if he managed to escape, the journey going forward would likely be full of troubles.

To the Myriad Races, the Human Race was basically a great medicine. In fact, he and Little Ling’er would be of even greater temptation than the Elves.

Moreover, numerous Foreign Race experts had discovered that the stronger a Human’s cultivation was, the more delicious their flavour and the greater the benefits consuming them would be.

Among the Myriad Races, many powerful beings kept Humans in captivity, providing them territory to reproduce and cultivate before becoming food.

However, among these captive Humans, even employing every method and countless treasures, they rarely cultivated to the Martial Ancestor Realm. Even those reaching the Martial Emperor Realm would be few.

Typically, on battlefields against the Human Race, capturing a single Human Martial Ancestor could fetch an astronomical price!

Such prices likely only Saints from the Major Races could afford.

If Qin Yichen’s identity as a Human was discovered, one could easily imagine the frenzy it would trigger.

“Be careful!” While travelling, Qin Yichen suddenly murmured softly. His form flashed as he embraced Little Ling’er, diving into a large tree’s canopy.

The dense foliage immediately concealed their figures.

Just as they concealed themselves, numerous energy fluctuations emerged throughout this region. Through gaps between branches, Qin Yichen saw dozens of figures rapidly racing through the distant trees.

These figures appeared extremely robust, each transformed into Human Form. Yet from their bodies emanated a stark bloody odour.

Within this fragrant forest, they left a nauseating stench.

After drawing closer, Qin Yichen finally noticed that on these figures’ backs protruded blood-red barbs. The odour seemed to come out from these barbs.

“Blood Beastmen? Why would they appear here?”

Qin Yichen’s gaze condensed slightly as he watched these swiftly racing figures. He possessed some knowledge regarding the Myriad Races.

The Blood Beastmen Race, bloodthirsty by nature, even practiced cannibalism within their own Race!

Whenever Blood Beastmen appeared, they brought bloody storms to entire regions. Legend held that numerous Races, through conflict with the Blood Beastmen Race, had been slaughtered to extinction!

During that year when the Elf Race massacred across vast territories, the Blood Beastmen Race had been among the Elf Race’s primary targets!

The Elf Race and Blood Beastmen Race. One peace-loving, one addicted to slaughter. It could be considered naturally opposed Races. Upon meeting, they inevitably fought to mutual destruction.

Yet now, Blood Beastmen had actually appeared within the Elf Forest!

[What are these Blood Beastmen doing here?] Qin Yichen’s brows furrowed tightly as he completely concealed his presence.

He had no desire to be discovered. Once exposed, given the Blood Beastmen Race’s temperament, a vicious battle would be inevitable.

“Spread out and search! That girl couldn’t have run far!”

As Qin Yichen contemplated, an exceptionally robust Blood Beastman coldly commanded.

[Late Stage Martial Ancestor Realm.] Qin Yichen glanced at the Male Blood Beastman who had spoken, his eyes condensing slightly. From the aura emanating from this individual, he was clearly that of a Late Stage Martial Ancestor. Moreover, the Blood Beastmen following behind him all possessed considerable strength. Those reaching the Martial Ancestor Realm alone numbered nearly ten.

[Such a formidable lineup!] While marvelling, Qin Yichen’s heart also filled with doubt. Within the Elf Race territory, Blood Beastmen of this scale and strength had appeared. This was truly bizarre.

However, curiosity aside, Qin Yichen harboured no intention of approaching them.

[How troublesome!] Suddenly, Qin Yichen cursed inwardly. The Late Stage Martial Ancestor Realm Blood Beast he had been observing shouted loudly, his gaze shooting toward Qin Yichen’s concealed position.

“Who’s there?!” A violent roar filled with brutality resonated.

*Swish! Swish!*

The moment those words fell, four or five robust Blood Beastmen completely surrounded Qin Yichen’s hiding place. Multiple auras locked tightly onto that cluster of dense branches.

“*Cough cough…* I’m merely passing through. I hope I haven’t disturbed you all.”

Seeing this, Qin Yichen could only steel himself and emerge. He shielded Little Ling’er behind him, cupping his fists toward that Blood Beastman.

“Passing through, eh? *Keke…*” Around Qin Yichen, four or five Blood Beastmen licked their lips, grinning maliciously at him.

“Stop!” Just as Qin Yichen secretly prepared himself, ready to violently break through at any moment, that Late Stage Martial Ancestor Realm Blood Beast suddenly commanded.

Hearing his shout, those Blood Beastmen reluctantly retreated somewhat. However, the malice on their faces remained completely clear for all to see.

“Fellow Brother, may I ask which Race you belong to? Why do you carry no scent whatsoever?” The leading Blood Beastman approached Qin Yichen, frowning with some suspicion as he questioned.

“Hehe, you are Blood Beasts. Our two Races have always minded our own business. I’m merely passing through. I hope you’ll grant me passage.” Qin Yichen’s brows lifted as though recalling something. He spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Sure enough, upon hearing his words, the leading Blood Beastman’s expression shifted.

“*Keke*, what ‘minding our own business’? This old Master even cuts down his own people. Whatever Race you belong to, what does it matter to me?”

Yet from the surroundings, some Blood Beastmen laughed coldly. Each harboured ill intentions, appearing eager to split Qin Yichen in half and devour his Blood Essence.