Chapter 1311: An Herb Garden

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Qing Mo stood on Yuan Island, holding Zhu Qingyi with one hand. She turned around and looked to the lakeshore. She said, “My Lord, they’ll definitely land on the island following our route from before. We must go look for Thousand Leaves Saint Core Grass faster.”

“Then we need to create some trouble for them.”

Zhang Ruochen grabbed toward the space, letting out two traces of mind power, which twisted the space structure above the lake.

The safe route was safe no more.

However, the saints outside would be able to find the safe route quickly.

Which was why Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo still needed to be quick.

They walked to the deeper area of Wuyuan Island, and after a short while, they entered a forest where strange flower fragrances permeated the air. However, there were no flowers in the forest, and instead, the fragrance came from the leaves.

Zhang Ruochen immediately held his breath and said, “Careful, those are Flowerless Illusion Trees, one of the eight illusion trees.”

“What’s an illusion tree?” Qing Mo was confused.

Zhang Ruochen said, “Illusion trees are also botanical creatures. Their fragrance has hallucinogenic toxins. If a monk inhales it, he will start to hallucinate. Some of the powerful illusion trees can even perform defender formations on a level higher than human illusionists.”

“Those so-called Flowerless Illusion Trees all have flowers. However, when a monk smells them, he will be poisoned and won’t be able to see the flower.”

Qing Mo’s face paled. She said, “Does that mean we’ve already been poisoned?”

“We’re seeing leaves now, which means we aren’t that poisoned,” Zhang Ruochen said.

“Can we see something else?” Qing Mo asked.

“The more illusion toxins we inhale, the worse we’re going to hallucinate, which means we’ll see different things. When we’ve been completely poisoned, we might lose our minds and kill ourselves or be scared to death by our illusions.”

Qing Mo immediately released Wuliang Divine Fire, forming a circular fire reticle, covering her and Zhang Ruochen to protect them from inhaling more illusion toxins.

Zhang Ruochen smiled. “No need to be so tense. We’ve only inhaled a little bit of the illusion toxins. As long as we walk out of the illusion forest, the toxins will be gone.”

This was where a pill saint lived, so naturally, there were lots of hazards in this place. Although Zhang Ruochen was still smiling, he was still cautious.

“Look, my lord. There’s a saint pill.’

Qing Mo pointed somewhere more than fifty feet away.

There was indeed a three-colored saint pill, and it looked like Lingzhi, and it had a diameter of around three feet, covered with three layers of dim saint light.

“It seems that it’s at least thirty thousand years old. Thousand Leaves Saint Core Grass isn’t the only thing on Yuan island. There’re other saint pills as well.”

Qing Mo was originally stepping toward the saint pill, but she stopped after only taking two steps. She asked, “What if it’s just an illusion?”

Zhang Ruochen found that Qing Mo was getting shrewder. He smiled. “That’s not impossible. We shouldn’t be too greedy. Let’s go straight to the Thousand Leaves Saint Core Grass.”

Qing Mo stared at that saint pill, tempted. She bit her lips and said, “I want to try it so bad.”

She then raised her right arm, and a green vine flew out of her index finger toward that saint pill.

The second the vines touched the saint light around the saint pill, spiritual Qi in the forest trembled, and then, lightning was formed on the ground, ascending.

The vine was immediately turned into dust.

Zhang Ruochen sensed the danger, so he grabbed Qing Mo and Zhu Qingyi, performing lightning-running techniques to flee.

“It’s indeed an illusion.”

Qing Mo patted her chest as she was terrified.

If Zhang Ruochen hadn’t reacted in time, they might’ve been killed already.

“Not necessarily an illusion, but there’re indeed grave dangers around that saint pill. It might be an intersection left by that supreme saint,” Zhang Ruochen said.

“What? There’s a supreme saint formation on this island?” Qing Mo licked her lips.

Zhang Ruochen said, “Wuyuan Island is at the center of Yuan Lake. If there’s a supreme formation on the lake, then there should be formation inscriptions on the island.”

Zhu Qingyi still had a lingering fear as her mind was crumbling while staying with Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo. She said, “This is where a supreme saint lived before. Can you guys be more careful and not drag me down with you.”

“Silence.”

Zhang Ruochen shushed her and turned around. He took a look behind them and whispered, “I feel like someone’s following us.”

Qing Mo put her hand on Zhang Ruochen’s forehead and said, “Did you inhale illusion poisons again and hallucinate?”

Zhang Ruochen pushed aside Qing Mo’s hand and said, “I’m very sober. We need to be extra careful from now on. This island is just bizarre.”

They kept moving forward, and they saw several saint pills in the forest again. Each of them was precious, which would excite any saints.

However, they didn’t dare try to pick them up after what happened.

After an hour, Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo made it out of the Flowerless Illusion Trees Forest, and they saw a huge herb garden, which was more than a thousand square acres in size.

There was a wattled wall around the herb garden, with blue vines winding around it. The leaves were emerald green, glinting with feeble light.

There were herbs planted everywhere in the herb garden. There were vermilion fruits, saint grass that looked like white cranes, and herb flowers with colors of all sorts.

Zhang Ruochen only inhaled the herb fragrance once before he felt much better, recovering his severely injured body.

“This is a treasury left by a pill saint. Even the herb gardens of an ancient sect are nothing compared to this.” Qing Mo was amazed.

Zhu Qingyi’s eyes gleamed as well.

Whoever got this herb garden could cultivate a large group of great beings with the spiritual herbs and saint pills while improving his cultivation greatly at the same time.

Zhang Ruochen felt a mind power ripple nearby. He yelled, “Who’s there?”

Hua.

He waved his arm, and an electric knife flew out.

The mind power ripple a hundred feet away from Zhang Ruochen became stronger, and a translucent human being emerged.

The being became clearer and clearer, and it was a bald elder.

That bald elder chuckled and pressed his palm forward, and flames flew out of his palm, forming a fiery shield that was more than five feet long, warding off the electric knife.

Qing Mo yelled after seeing that bald elder. “How’re you here so quick, old man?”

“Old man? Call me senior.”

The bald elder couldn’t be happier. He was smiling and looking at the herb garden. His eyes were gleaming, and he said, “No wonder you’re Descendant of Time and Space. You do have impressive power. Thanks for bringing me here, and now, everything here belongs to me.”

That bald elder was Gu Songzi.

He must’ve been following Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo. However, his mind power was so great that his forces had been completely covered. Even Zhang Ruochen didn’t notice him.

That old man was indeed sneaky.

Zhang Ruochen frowned and said, “How do you know who I am?”

Gu Songzi smiled and said, “The Crazy Alcoholic sent me a message before you came to Xianji Mountain. He asked me to help you no matter what.”

“And this was how you helped me?” Zhang Ruochen snorted.

Gu Songzi said, “Why are you so irritated, young man? You brought me here first, so I’ll heal you. This is a fair trade. Why would you be unsatisfied?”

Zhang Ruochen shook his head, as he didn’t want to argue with Gu Songzi. He could tell that the relationship between the Crazy Alcoholic and Gu Songzi was sour, which was why he needed to make efforts to earn the chance to be healed.

Besides, the Crazy Alcoholic was so not reliable. He told Gu Songzi his identity without worrying that Gu Songzi might rip him off.

Zhang Ruochen said, “Now that I’ve brought you here, shouldn’t you keep your promise?”

“No need to rush. I’ll definitely reconnect your three meridians once I get the Thousand Leaves Saint Core Grass. I’ll keep my word for sure.”

Gu Songzi walked toward the herb garden. Halfway to the garden, he stopped, took out a pill bottle and threw it to Zhang Ruochen. He said, “From now on, this herb garden belongs to me. Don’t step into this herb garden, otherwise, I won’t heal you.”

“How petty,” Qing Mo whispered.

Apparently, Gu Songzi was worried that Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo might steal the saint pills in the herb garden, or there was something precious in the garden that the elder wanted all for himself.

Zhang Ruochen held the pill bottle and asked, “What’s inside?”

“I did some preparations after getting the message from the Crazy Alcoholic. I made a meridian-healing pill for you, and after you take it, your meridians will recover instantly. However, it’ll only last for one day,” Gu Songzi said.

“Are you kidding me?”

Zhang Ruochen was speechless.

One day? How was that called recovering?

“No need to rush.”

Gu Songzi was calm and said, “Normal meridian-healing pills won’t heal you. However, if I can find Thousand Leaves Saint Core Grass, I can make better pills, after which you will be healed. Now you know that looking for Thousand Leaves Saint Core Grass is actually helping yourself.”

Gu Songzi walked into the herb garden and said, “Remember, this is my private garden now. You must stay outside and not let anyone in. If they steal even one saint pill, I won’t help you heal your meridians.”

Qing Mo held her arms in front of her chest, ground her teeth and said, “He was the one who spread the news and lured them here in the first, but now he’s asking us to stop those monks from entering the herb garden?”

“Perhaps he didn’t even believe that we could get here in the first place.”

Zhang Ruochen smiled, as he didn’t care about it that much. As long as Gu Songzi could keep his promise, everything was fine.