Eternal Cultivation of Alchemy

Alex looked back at the elder who ran away with the family. He then looked at the corpse on the ground that belonged to the bandit.

He was dead.

Alex wasn't fond of killing people, especially the people that were from this world. He had never intentionally killed anyone from this world after all.

The last person he had killed was a player who would be alive on the other side, so he hadn't really thought much about killing at the time.

But someone from this world… taking away their life— Alex was still hesitant about it. That was why he subconsciously went for the hands and not the head of the bandit.

He didn't feel bad about the dead bandit. He deserved what he got. What Alex did feel bad about was that even after all this time, he still didn't have the courage to do it himself.

He wasn't a pacifist who refused to kill. He was just someone who feared the permanence of death he would put someone else under by killing them.

'Now is not the time to worry about this. I will kill if I need to,' he told himself. He looked at the corpse one last time and threw a massive fireball at it, burning it. Then, he flew up.

He was still invisible and being concealed all the way through, no one would really see him at all. So, he could help all he wanted without worry.

Alex sent out his spiritual sense to look for people to help. Immediately, multiple pieces of information about people attacking each other entered his mind. There was too much information coming to him from all directions, and the chaos was hard to understand.

It took him a moment to realize what was happening. He found someone who looked like they needed a lot of help and went there.

Two bandits, both in the True Master realm were fighting against a city guard in the sky. Beneath them was a house burning and the smokes rose up between the fighters.

The guard held a sword in his hand and was cautiously looking at the two bandits, while the bandits held onto a massive shield and a bow.

The guard himself was at True Master realm as well, and maybe even as strong as the bandits if he were fighting them individually.

However, together the bandits were a problem for him. The guard could run away at any time as he had no one to protect at the moment. However, what sort of guard would he be if he ran away from mere bandits.

His pride made him stay there. He charged up an attack and sent it flying towards the bandit with the bow and arrow. The green slash flew through the sky and threatened to cut down the bandit.

However, at the last moment, the other bandit stepped in with the massive shield and blocked the attack without a problem.

"Tsk!" the guard said. There were no trees around him and they were flying in the air, so half of his skills related to woods and trees were practically useless up in the air.

Still, he fought how he could. He charged up another attack and sent it flying out once again.

The bandits were ready for the attack once more with the shield, but just then, Alex arrived at the scene.

He was still invisible and concealed when he appeared, and immediately looked at the bandit with the shield.

His spiritual sea churned as a massive amount of the spiritual energy in his changed into the shape of an invisible fist and flew towards the bandit.

The moment the spiritual fist hit the bandit, his vision went black, and lost all control of his body. He could no longer keep himself afloat and started falling downward.

As he did, the other bandit was left exposed.

"Huh?"

The green slashed slammed onto him, destroying the bow and arrow, and going further to cut into the bandit's body. He had dropped all of his guards with his friend blocking the attacks for him, so when the attack landed, it did the most damage it could.

Blood gushed out of the bandit's chest and felt it hard to breathe. He heard something from in front of him and looked to find a sword right in front of him.

In the next moment, the sword cut his neck and his head fell, along with the rest of the body.

Alex wanted to help the guard a bit, and leave, but when he saw what his help had resulted in it, he was forced to stay.

The bandit that he had used Heaven's impact on, had fallen onto the burning wooden building below them and was still unconscious when he started burning as well.

Alex saw the fire raging harder. He could see the bandit's clothes burn away and his skin start to blacken as the surface charred. Even so, he wasn't waking up.

Alex's mental prowess was so strong that normal cultivators couldn't stop him. They needed either skills or artifacts that stopped mental attacks, neither of which the bandit had.

So, he burned. Alex started feeling horrified. Seeing the slow killing of a bandit wasn't exactly the thing he had hoped to see when he made up his resolutions to kill bandits. He hadn't even intended to kill this one.

And yet, the bandit was dying in such a horrible way. The bandit was nearly halfway burned to death when he started screaming.

The bandit had returned back to consciousness and was crying out in pain. The fire had already destroyed most of him, and he was no longer thinking straight to do what he could do to save himself.

Alex knew the feeling. He had lost his wits many times when the pain was too much to handle. He could only start thinking of something properly when the pain was enough to handle

Alex could hear the torture and pain through the bandit's voice. Did a bandit deserve this pain? Probably. But Alex felt that not even a bandit deserved to die like this.

He walked forward, as quickly as he could, put away the fire around him, and raised his sword. He instinctively looked away when he saw the burnt body of the bandit but forced himself to look back.

Then, he left the sword swing. He didn't attack the torso or the limbs. He went directly for the neck.

The cries of pain stopped as the head rolled a little to the side, the eyelids already burnt to char, but the hollow eyes still looking outwards.

The rest of the body was in no safe condition either. There were ruptures all over the skin, blood flew out of them relentlessly causing the rest of the body to not char all over, and only at a certain parts.

Alex nearly threw up when he saw that. He controlled himself and stood up to walk away. The bandit was dead and he had killed him. However, he couldn't focus on that or give it any attention.

Surprisingly, despite worrying so much, he didn't feel bad after killing someone. Perhaps it was because the person was a bandit, or perhaps because he felt what he was doing was helping rather than hurting.

Or maybe he was just used to killing people after having already killed 3 before now. Nevertheless, he didn't feel any remorse over the death of the bandit.

'Am I growing numb to deaths?' he thought. That must've been the reason, Alex thought.

He left the location, leaving the guard high above confused as to why the bandit that suspiciously fell was now beheaded.

He didn't understand what had happened, but he took the opportunity to go help the others, just as Alex did.

Alex went around the field helping others. Fortunately, there was no longer a situation where he had to kill anyone.

While concealed, all he had to do was use Heaven's Impact, and that would change the trajectory of the battle very quickly. With one side unconscious, it was obvious the other one was going to win.

Heaven's impact didn't do as much damage to True Realm cultivators as it did to Self-tempering realm cultivators before they went through the Mind Tempering realm.

When impacted, they would only lose consciousness for maybe a minute at most. At a higher level, it had a lower impact on the opponent's mind.

Still, a minute of free attacks was enough to change the tide of battles, and that was exactly what Alex was doing right now.