Chapter 17: Thousand-Year Crimson Blood Grass
Star Dou Great Forest, at the edge of the outer perimeter!
Carrying his pack, Lu Chen walked through the forest with a vigilant gaze, wary of any danger that might appear from the surroundings at any moment.
In his right hand, he gripped a black iron sickle, which was his second Spirit, the Black Iron Sickle.
The handle was about two feet long and two fingers thick. At the tip of the handle was a crescent-moon-shaped blade, about one foot long and three fingers wide, sharpened on one side, and currently gleaming with a chilling, cold light.
Compared to his first Spirit, Blue Silver Grass, his second Spirit, the Black Iron Sickle, although merely a farming tool, possessed at least some offensive capability.
Especially since this was Lu Chen’s Spirit, it could carry his immense spirit power. Under the infusion of his vast spirit power, the sharpness of the Black Iron Sickle far exceeded that of weapons forged from refined iron or steel.
In the Star Dou Great Forest, the Black Iron Sickle was even more versatile; not only could it be used for self-defense, but it could also be used to clear a path.
In this kind of primeval forest, there was an abundance of obstructing grass and vines. Within these patches of grass and vines, snakes, insects, rats, and ants would often hide, requiring extra vigilance.
Lu Chen’s Black Iron Sickle was originally meant for harvesting wheat and rice, but for cutting through grass and vines, it worked perfectly fine.
Just then, a rustling sound rang out. A dark shadow darted out from a tree nearby, pouncing straight at Lu Chen.
Before Lu Chen could even see what creature it was, his body instinctively reacted, and he quickly swung the Black Iron Sickle to strike.
As a sharp, cold light flashed through the air, the black shadow that had darted out was instantly split in two.
Thud, thud!
The creature Lu Chen had split in two had its head and body fall to the ground separately, with blood quickly flowing out and staining the ground crimson.
Only then did Lu Chen see the creature’s true form; it was a Brocade-Bellied Snake, a highly venomous type of snake Spirit Beast.
If he were bitten by it, he feared he would hardly be able to walk out of the Star Dou Great Forest alive.
Lu Chen couldn’t help but exclaim: "This Star Dou Great Forest is truly fraught with danger. Even at the edge of the outer perimeter, there are Spirit Beasts like the Brocade-Bellied Snake."
The next instant, streaks of yellow light radiated from the corpse of the Brocade-Bellied Snake. After changing several times, they gradually condensed into a yellow spirit ring.
This Brocade-Bellied Snake was actually a hundred-year Spirit Beast.
Lu Chen glanced at the yellow spirit ring, but quickly withdrew his gaze, not intending to absorb it.
He lifted his foot, stepped on the head of the Brocade-Bellied Snake, then bent down to pick up its body, intending to roast it later to eat with his dry rations for lunch.
After doing this, Lu Chen continued walking forward without looking back. What he was looking for was a plant Spirit Beast, specifically one with auxiliary effects.
With a clear goal, naturally, there was no hesitation!
...
Unknowingly, Lu Chen had already spent over ten days in the Star Dou Great Forest, and both his mind and body had been tested to the extreme.
Almost every day, Lu Chen had to encounter Spirit Beast attacks several times. Although he was able to turn danger into safety every time due to his vigilance, it kept his mind tightly strung, and he barely had a good night’s sleep.
Hunting Spirit Beasts was indeed a dangerous business!
Just today, Lu Chen swung his Black Iron Sickle, cutting through the grass and vines blocking his path. After spending time, he finally hacked out a road.
Suddenly, the view before him opened up. He saw a valley ahead, and within that valley grew vast patches of red plants.
Lu Chen’s pupils constricted, and a look of pleasant surprise appeared on his face: "Crimson Blood Grass!"
Crimson Blood Grass, also known as Life-Restoring Grass, would flow with a bright red, blood-like juice when crushed, which had an extremely powerful effect in treating external wounds.
Upon seeing this large patch of Crimson Blood Grass, Lu Chen first felt a surge of surprise, then quickly became vigilant.
For a plant Spirit Beast like Crimson Blood Grass that could restore injuries, there were usually accompanying animal Spirit Beasts in its vicinity.
The World of Spirit Beasts was extremely cruel. Once an injury was sustained in a fight, leaving one in a state of blood loss and weakness, one would be targeted by other predators.
Crimson Blood Grass could restore injuries, so it easily formed a symbiotic relationship with some powerful Spirit Beasts.
Therefore, after seeing the Crimson Blood Grass, Lu Chen quickly became vigilant, his gaze like lightning, his pupils like torches, as he scanned that patch of Crimson Blood Grass.
Sure enough, he saw a variegated fierce tiger slowly walk out of the valley. The opponent also discovered Lu Chen, and a pair of beastly eyes, flickering with bloodthirsty light, were staring at him without even blinking.
Lu Chen’s heart sank. This was a Great King Tiger. The name was quite domineering, but the opponent truly lived up to it.
The Great King Tiger, the King of the Forest, possessed terrifying strength and endurance. It was a natural-born hunter; a single tiger roar was enough to suppress and kill some weak Spirit Beasts.
Lu Chen took a deep breath, then walked forward fearlessly. For the sake of his first spirit ring, even if he had to face the Great King Tiger, he would absolutely not retreat.
"Roar!"
Seeing Lu Chen dare to approach, the Great King Tiger opened its mouth and let out a tiger roar. Then, a searing white energy ball was shot from its mouth, blasting toward Lu Chen’s position.
Seeing this, Lu Chen widened his eyes. Fortunately, his reaction was quick enough; he immediately threw himself down and rolled, dodging the energy ball.
The Great King Tiger took this opportunity to launch a fierce attack. It was as fast as lightning, pouncing toward Lu Chen. As it approached Lu Chen, it leaped up, opened its blood-stained maw, and bit toward Lu Chen’s head.
Lu Chen knelt on one knee, seeing the huge tiger maw so close at hand. His heartbeat began to accelerate, but unexpectedly, he did not feel a shred of fear; all he had was a surging, vigorous Battle Intent and killing intent.
Lu Chen gritted his teeth, his muscles tense all over. He pushed hard with his feet, sliding underneath to get close to the Great King Tiger’s abdomen. He swung the Black Iron Sickle with his right hand, continuously pouring his spirit power into it, causing the Black Iron Sickle to flash with unprecedented sharpness.
"Rip!"
Accompanying the sound of flesh being torn, Lu Chen’s Black Iron Sickle, which didn’t yet have a spirit ring, actually managed to tear open the Great King Tiger’s abdomen under his full-force swing.
"Drip, drip!"
Streams of blood flowed out, and the big tiger let out a cry of pain. It was provoked into ferocity by the pain, and in its pair of beast eyes, there was nothing but a gaze that wanted to devour a person.
However, Lu Chen was completely unafraid. He stood up from the ground, turned to look at the Great King Tiger, opened his mouth to roar, and stared directly into the Great King Tiger’s pupils with wide eyes, assuming a stance of fighting to the death.
"Whimper!"
For Spirit Beasts, the more afraid you are, the more aggressive they become; if you are more aggressive, they will become afraid instead.
Facing Lu Chen, who seemed determined to fight to the death, the Great King Tiger whined. Not wanting to fight Lu Chen to the bitter end, it finally tucked its tail and turned to flee.
Seeing this, Lu Chen also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he didn’t have a single spirit ring yet, and relying solely on his immensely powerful body, he didn’t have absolute certainty that he could deal with the Great King Tiger.
Now that the Great King Tiger had run away, it was time for Lu Chen to inspect his gains.
He turned around and walked into the valley, looking at the vast patches of Crimson Blood Grass.
Ten-Year Crimson Blood Grass! Hundred-Year Crimson Blood Grass! Thousand-Year Crimson Blood Grass!
Deep in this valley, there was actually a stalk of Thousand-Year Crimson Blood Grass. Lu Chen’s pupils constricted, and a look of hesitation appeared on his face...
(End of Chapter)
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