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Chapter 200: Long Live The God of Agriculture

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

All the representatives unleashed their protective spell techniques to offset the terrifying water pressure.

Although their bodies would be able to handle the pressure, their seeds of life would definitely be unable to.

With this in mind, everyone once again expressed their gratitude toward Hong Dou in their hearts.

The ocean around them was pitch black and deathly silent.

Augus unleashed a light-emitting spell technique and surveyed their surroundings.

Everyone was imdiately startled at the sight that was revealed around them. This was a f*cking colony of monsters!

Countless huge black shadows floated around them, including all types of strange-looking deep-sea fish with their cavernous mouths agape as they floated by, as well as so indistinct, twisted figures that shredded any living being that approached into minceat to devour.

Their eyes had generally all atrophied so there was no strong response to Augus’ spell.

“We should be OK if we just stand here in silence, right?” Liu Qianhuan transmitted her voice to An Lin.

“I wouldn’t count on it. There was an avalanche in the last perilous realm, so this one definitely won’t be so simple.” An Lin rolled his eyes in response.

Right at this mont, a huge black shadow began to float toward them as it opened its cavernous mouth.

Water began to gush violently into its mouth and everyone suddenly felt a strong pull.

“Be careful everyone, I’ll rid us of this monster!” Qing Yan roared as he charged toward the huge black shadow with scintillating golden light bursting forth from his hands. “Golden Buddha Palm!”

“Qing Yan, don’t be rash!” Qing Zhi yelled.

But it was too late, Qing Yan had already charged toward the black shadow as a huge golden palm of a hundred feet in size flew forward with terrifying power.

Boom!

The black shadow was dispelled by his palm.

However, Qing Yan was suddenly engulfed by a sense of extre peril.

His pupils contracted drastically as countless huge black shadows began to reveal themselves in the pitch-black water before charging toward him.

Sharp claws, tentacles, poisonous feelers, sharp spikes… an endless barrage of attacks erupted forth.

“AH…!” Qing Yan’s anguished cry sounded in the pitch-black depths of the ocean.

As for everyone else, they had already escaped to over a kiloter away, and they were still running.

Qing Zhi and Qing Xin cast their gaze on where Qing Yan had disappeared and winced collectively. In the end, they put their palms together and mumbled an “Amitabha” before they continued onward.

They had already seen the dense pack of shadows behind the monster when Qing Yan first initiated the attack.

With so many monsters, they could only be defeated if every one of the representatives worked together.

But the representatives from the other three powers imdiately chose to sell him out without hesitation…

So there was no point in even trying to fight!

If they charged out without thinking like Qing Yan, then all of the Buddhist Kingdom representatives would probably be eliminated all at once. So it wasn’t that they didn’t want to save Qing Yan, they simply had no choice.

“Qing Yan, eliminated. Score, two points.” Vanessa’s voice sounded.

Qing Yan’s body was also teleported away in the sa instant.

“Splitting up in this situation is the worst thing you can do. This Qing Yan sure is stupid.” Liu Qianhuan shook her head with disappointnt. “With his ga sense, if he were to play League of Valor, he’d definitely be at the bronze tier.”

An Lin peered at the woman beside him. If those words were spoken by anyone else, he would have no objections.

But for them to be uttered by her, An Lin sohow felt like Qing Yan had been insulted.

Within the depths of the ocean, everyone firmly abided by the strategy of running and hiding as soon as they encountered monsters and thus, everyone managed to progress through this perilous realm.

“Congratulations, you have successfully progressed past the third perilous realm!”

Space began to warp and transform again after Vanessa announced the result.

This ti, they all ca to a restaurant.

Everyone was a bit baffled. The previous few environnts did appear quite perilous, but what the hell were they trying to pull with this restaurant setting?

Before everyone had a chance to recover their composure, Vanessa’s voice sounded from above. “Debilitating Poison Spell Formation!”

Boom!

All the representatives swayed in unison as they beca affected by the debilitating spell formation.

Imdiately afterward, mountainous piles of ingredients appeared in front of them.

Vanessa’s voice sounded again.

“You now have lethal poison running through your systems, and you’ll need to find the appropriate ingredients from the pile to cure yourselves of the poison. Of course, so of these ingredients can save you, while so others can kill you. You don’t have a lot of ti, so make your choices quickly.”

Everyone’s eyes lit up, and they pounced on the pile of ingredients with no hesitation.

If there were only a few ingredients that could cure them of their poison, then they had to strike first in case it all ran out!

If they didn’t act now, what the hell were they waiting for!?

“The poison in our systems is weakening our ridians, thereby causing our vital energy to dissipate, so it’s a poison with yin properties. Thus, we need to collect ingredients with yang properties that can bolster our ridians and vital energy, then choose between them to find a suitable antidote,” Wang Xuanzhan elaborated hurriedly.

An Lin and Liu Qianhuan both nodded solemnly as they began digging through the pile of ingredients.

Two minutes later.

An Lin and Liu Qianhuan both stopped what they were doing and looked up into the sky with dejected expressions.

Where exactly did they source all these weird ingredients from? He couldn’t even identify a single one of them…

This situation greatly highlighted the importance of knowledge of elixirs and pills.

But one of them was a noob that had only cultivated for a year, while the other was a little girl with a gaming and Internet addiction… They had absolutely no chance.

An Lin did not want to give up and began to use his Divine Inspection Technique on a dicinal ingredient that looked like a ginseng plant.

A string of information began to appear in his mind. “Ancient Deep Sea Ginseng, grows in the depths of the Black Sea and is a product ford from a combination of the feces of a Thousand-Spike Squid and wood coral. It is a ninth-grade spirit dicine with a spicy taste and contains no sugar, which helps to boost kidney function…”

An Lin: “…”

The description was very detailed, even elaborating on the ingredient’s taste. But it didn’t say anything about its godd*mn properties!

Soon, all the useful dicinal ingredients had been looted by the representatives.

Wang Xuanzhan hugged a bunch of ingredients to himself excitedly as he looked toward An Lin and Liu Qianhuan, before montarily falling into a daze.

“Where… where are your ingredients?”

He asked in a trembling voice as a bad feeling suddenly began to well up in his heart.

An Lin and Liu Qianhuan both stood there empty-handed with their heads bowed in sha.

Liu Qianhuan spoke in a timid voice, “Well… although we didn’t gather any ingredients, we can emulate the spirit of the God of Agriculture.”

An Lin’s eyes lit up at her words as he too suddenly discovered the purpose for his own existence. “That’s right, we can act as guinea pigs to try the dicines Senior Wang makes!”

In myths and legends, the God of Agriculture tasted all the dicinal ingredients in the world to determine their properties and functions, so they could emulate these mighty feats!

Wang Xuanzhan’s lips twitched as he was suddenly struck with a fit of exhaustion. He turned around to analyze the poison in his body, no longer wanting to speak to the two retards behind him.

Flas danced in Wang Xuanzhan’s palms as the dicinal ingredients also began to float in the air.

Flaming Bluestone Flower. ten grams, Dragon Vines, eight grams. Blood Roots, sixteen grams…

“Condense!”

Wang Xuanzhan clutched his hand and the essence of the dicinal ingredients began to condense to form a shiny golden pill.

He was already weakened from the poison so the exertion almost caused him to black out, but he still successfully condensed the pill in the end.

“Senior Wang, please allow to taste the pill, I have no fear of death!” Liu Qianhuan volunteered herself.

One had to try a pill first to determine if it could indeed cure them of their poison. If the proportions of the ingredients were incorrect, then they could well die.

“Senior Wang, such a dangerous and arduous task can only fall on my shoulders.” An Lin extended his hand forward with a valiant expression.

Wang Xuanzhan stared at Liu Qianhuan and An Lin coldly before placing the pill in his own mouth.

Liu Qianhuan: “…”

An Lin: “…”

“Firstly, there’s not enough ti. Secondly, there aren’t enough ingredients left to make another pill. Thirdly, I no longer have the strength to make another one,” Wang Xuanzhan elaborated coldly as he wore an expression filled with disappointnt.

So they didn’t even get the chance to emulate the God of Agriculture…

There were only three minutes remaining.

An Lin and Liu Qianhuan picked up the ingredients that were left from Wang Xuanzhan’s pill refinent and looked at each other.

“Which ones do you want to eat?” An Lin asked.

Liu Qianhuan picked up a few vibrant and colorful ingredients. “These ingredients are pretty at least, I think they’ll be OK to eat.”

An Lin nodded and placed the remaining ingredients into his mouth.

Thus, the two Gods of Agriculture began to chew on their respective ingredients…

They were screwed anyway so they might as well make one last Hail Mary effort.

“Oh… it’s so bitter…” Liu Qianhuan’s face soured as she narrowed her bright purple eyes while complaining.

“The ingredients that don’t look that great actually taste pretty good.” An Lin chewed with a pleased expression.

Ti was up.

An Lin and Liu Qianhuan’s eyes rolled back as they began to froth at the mouth, both succumbing to the poison in their systems…

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