Chapter 1187: Chapter 1189 Farmland_1 Chapter 1187: Chapter 1189 Farmland_1 Throughout the journey, Song Jian had hunted down more than a dozen solitary humanoid desert beasts and finally understood why these beasts were so formidable at the beginning of the fight, nearly surpassing Lord-level bosses of the same rank, but after a while, they turned into limp chickens. The reason was that the purgatorial fire of the Thousand Swords Art greatly restrained them.
In the previous Abyssal Hell, Song Jian had discovered that purgatorial fire dealt immense additional damage to the monsters of the Abyssal Hell, and to his surprise, in the Ancient Desolate Abyss of the Ancient Sword Star, it even more effectively restrained the creatures there than in the Abyssal Hell.
“This is good news for me, at least it will make the task a bit easier!” Song Jian thought to himself.
At the moment, around Song Jian's body, a translucent Spirit Sword was swiftly dancing up and down, bearing some resemblance to the Moon Essence Wheel, except the Moon Essence Wheel doesn't require Song Jian's control, while the sword flying around him was under his control at all times.
This was also a method of practicing control over the Thousand Swords Art. Without a target to attack, the Spirit Sword could only exist for about ten seconds, which just happened to perfectly sync up with the cooldown time of the Thousand Swords Art.
Thus, all along the way, Xin Ling saw semi-transparent sword-shaped energies constantly appearing around Song Jian, sometimes one, sometimes two, and sometimes even more than ten, which made her unconsciously maintain a distance of about five meters from him.
The visibility in the black mist was very low, much like the environment at dusk or early evening, where one could only see a dozen meters ahead. Moreover, this place greatly restrained sensory exploration, and once they stepped beyond the field of vision, they could easily get lost and separated from each other.
There was no sunrise or sunset in the Ancient Desolate Abyss. It was like when Song Jian first entered the game, the environment of Doomsday City where thick dark clouds always shrouded the sky, with no clear change between day and night over the twenty-four hours.
After who knows how long, the thick black fog around them seemed to dissipate somewhat. Far off in the distance, they saw a vast expanse of farmland come into view.
The two exchanged glances and ran towards the farmland. Soon, the vast farmland appeared before them. Instead of crops, it was planted with black flowers that looked a lot like tulips.
“We mustn't be far from the small town with the Demon Suppression Seal, but what is this stuff? It looks artificially cultivated,” Song Jian wondered, unable to help but use the Eye of Insight to check.
“Abyssal Serpent Vine Grass, a level nine herb, is the main ingredient for crafting Demon-Repelling Elixirs?” A hint of surprise emerged in Song Jian's eyes. The Demon-Repelling Elixir had only one effect, which was to resist the Abyssal Power of the Ancient Desolate Abyss. With this elixir, other disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect could venture into regions of the Ancient Desolate Abyss without the hinderance of an 80% reduction in their attributes.
“This is an unexpected boon. We must gather them all…” Song Jian looked at Xin Ling, his face filled with joy. The Demon-Repelling Elixir could only be cultivated in areas rich with Abyssal Power, which was why the surroundings of the Imperial Sword Sect hardly had such herbs–it had to be found within the Ancient Desolate Abyss regions.
This was also something Duan Xingliu had specially instructed them on when they entered the Ancient Desolate Abyss–if they came across it, they should gather as much as possible, but there was no need to go out of their way to search for it.
These herbs could be exchanged for contribution points within the Imperial Sword Sect or directly for Purple Crystals, which were a solid currency there!
Both Song Jian and Xin Ling had already achieved the Master Level in Medicine Gathering Skill, so there were naturally no problems in gathering these level nine herbs. For a time, the two didn't care about anything else and rushed straight into the farmland to quickly gather the Abyssal Serpent Vine Grass.
When there was a harvest to be reaped, time flew by, and soon they had gathered nearly half of the Snake Vine Grass. Song Jian's inventory was stocked with several hundred stalks of such herbs, but gathering these was extremely draining on Spirit Points. Once his points had dropped to only a third, Song Jian had no choice but to sit cross-legged on the ground and start to recover his Mental Strength.
Meanwhile, Xin Ling continued to gather herbs while drinking potions that restored Mental Strength, her face beaming with joy.
“Hey, Song Jian, my Medicine Gathering Skill is about to level up to Grandmaster!” Xin Ling laughed.
When Xin Ling was gathering Red Sword Grass by Sword Pond Lake, her Medicine Gathering Skill had already reached Master Level. The grade of the Snake Vine Grass here is also nine, but the proficiency in gathering it wasn't as high as that of the Red Sword Grass. Even so, the quantity of Snake Vine Grass here was several times that of the Red Sword Grass by the lake, and the two of them didn't even need to move. They could gather more than a dozen Snake Vine Grasses just by standing still, which was several times more efficient than collecting Red Sword Grass.
Song Jian glanced at his own Medicine Gathering Skill, which was only at the Master Level seven, and shook his head, “I'm only at level seven, but I have the Purple Bamboo Shovel. Just two more levels and I can break through to Grandmaster!”
The gap between Song Jian's Medicine Gathering Skill and Xin Ling was huge at first, but because of the bonus from the Purple Bamboo Shovel during gathering, the gap had closed significantly, differing by only around two levels. The properties of the Purple Bamboo Shovel were just enough to make up the difference.
“Rich and willful!” grumbled Xin Ling under her breath before continuing to bend down and gather the Snake Vine Grass.
Just then, a burst of shouting came from the distance. Looking up, they saw several people, who looked like farmers, running towards them with shovels in hand.
“Are there actually humans here?” Xin Ling exclaimed in surprise.
Song Jian looked up towards those approaching. They were too far away for him to check their attributes, and after thinking for a bit, Song Jian shook his head, “Impossible, this is the deepest part of the Ancient Desolate Abyss, ordinary people can't stay here for long, unless they are like us, also players…”
“Maybe they really are players. There are players in Abyssal Hell that change jobs and races, so it's not impossible for there to be players here,” Xin Ling speculated.
“But looking at their attire, they seem to be farmers planting Snake Vine Grass…” Song Jian frowned slightly.
As these farmer-like people got closer, Song Jian realized that they looked no different from ordinary humans, without a trace of mutation on their bodies, which made him start to wonder if they were players.
“Who are you, this Snake Vine Grass is…” Seeing these people running over, Xin Ling quickly went forward to ask.
However, just at that moment, the one leading the charge suddenly opened his mouth wide, and three barbed tentacles shot out from his mouth, stabbing towards Xin Ling.
Xin Ling was startled and instinctively dodged. Two of the tentacles grazed past her hair, but one struck her on the shoulder.
The moment the ghastly tentacle touched Xin Ling's shoulder, a blue energy shield blossomed on the armor over her shoulder, blocking the strike, but Xin Ling was still thrown back by the force of the blow.
Song Jian frowned, these guys looked like ordinary people, but in reality, they were no different from the humanoid beasts in the dense fog.
Eye of Insight!
Song Jian looked at the farmer closest to him, sure enough, all of these farmers had the attributes of level eighty elite BOSSes, all were beasts, and what was strange was that one of their characteristics was not “attack,” but “planting,” which aroused a hint of interest in Song Jian.
PS: Thanks to “Uncle So Sleepy” for the tip of 100 starting coins~
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