Chapter 815: Chapter 815: Ancient dicinal Herbs Everywhere
The Universe Gourd had been absorbing the power of the dicinal field for a full month. During this ti, Fang Lin left the Supre Saint Hall three tis to check on the field. Although the potent dicinal power had weakened, it still wasn’t safe for people to stay there long.
Huang Yao and the others should have awakened by now, but to avoid suspicion and not wanting them to know about the existence of the Supre Saint Hall, Fang Lin had used so thods to keep them in a coma, and they hadn’t woken up yet.
It wasn’t until a month later, when Fang Lin left the Supre Saint Hall for the fourth ti and stepped onto the dicinal field, that he realized the majestic dicinal power pervading the area no longer posed a threat to the human body. He imdiately felt relieved.
Subsequently, Fang Lin brought Huang Yao and his companions out of the Supre Saint Hall to awaken them.
The four of them opened their eyes one after another, all of them looking around in confusion.
“Where are we?” the four asked, as it was inevitable for their consciousness to be sowhat unclear after being in a coma for so long.
Fang Lin said, “This is the ancient dicinal field. You fell into a coma because of the dicinal power that had accumulated here for millions of years. Now that the power has diminished, it’s no longer harmful.”
Hearing this, Huang Yao and the others began to rember. Indeed, as soon as they had stepped into the ancient dicinal field, everything had gone dark, and they had passed out.
“We really let our guard down, not expecting such rich dicinal power to be accumulated here,” Sun Zhenghai said with so lingering fear.
However, the four of them also cast curious glances at Fang Lin. They had all passed out, yet he seed unaffected.
Of course, they didn’t voice this doubt; after all, everyone has their secrets.
And now, with the vast expanse of ancient dicinal fields before them, the joy was evident on their faces. They could hardly wait to start harvesting the herbs, but since Fang Lin was still around and it was thanks to him that they were able to enter this ancient dicinal field, they felt it would be impolite to start picking the herbs before he did.
Fang Lin stood in the middle of the dicinal field, looking around silently. Everything here had many familiar features from his mory, but there were also unfamiliar aspects. After all, too many years had passed, and change was normal.
The herbs planted within this field were all exceptionally rare without exception, and so of them were difficult to find in the outside world.
But here, not only were they plentiful, but each one had been growing for tens of thousands of years. The quality of their dicinal properties was simply unimaginable.
One could say that the value of this ancient dicinal field was imasurable. If it were known to the outside world, even the great figures of the Upper Three Countries and the high-ranking mbers of the Pill Alliance would beco restless.
And now, this ancient dicinal field was about to benefit these young people.
Fang Lin glanced at Huang Yao and the others, who were eagerly looking at him, and then he said with a smile, “Stay calm, wait until I’ve confird there are no other chanisms or dangers here. It won’t be too late for us to collect the herbs then.”
Although the four of them were impatient to harvest the herbs, Fang Lin had spoken, so they reluctantly held back. Besides, they had already arrived at the ancient dicinal field; it wasn’t as if the field could sprout legs and run away, was it?
Fang Lin began to investigate the dicinal field, and his eyes were greeted with various precious herbs. He, too, was excited. Finding this dicinal field was significant, regardless of whether or not it belonged to an acquaintance from the past. The value of the ancient herbs alone was beyond imagination.
When he reached the edge of the dicinal field, Fang Lin saw a wicker chair brimming with vitality, sprouting new branches and tender buds.
Because of the overwhelming dicinal power within the field, the wicker chair too had been nourished and imbued with life, prompting it to grow anew.
This wicker chair, Fang Lin rembered—it had once been occupied by an old man with a kind face, who would nap on it.
Now, looking at this rattan chair, it’s as if I can hear the faint snoring of the old man napping in it all those years ago.
Before I know it, Fang Lin wears a smile, but the smile is tinged with sorrow.
All that once was has vanished, leaving only Fang Lin alone in this unfamiliar era. Seeing so of the relics of the past is a small consolation.
Behind the rattan chair, there are several large bags of Spiritual Fertilizer stockpiled. This Spiritual Fertilizer is specially used for cultivating dicinal herbs, able to promote their growth and enhance their quality.
I don’t need to look to know that these Spiritual Fertilizers can still be used, as they wouldn’t have deteriorated despite the passage of ti.
The mont Fang Lin saw these bags of Spiritual Fertilizer, a thought surfaced in his mind, and once it did, he couldn’t suppress it any longer.
“I want to take this entire dicinal field with ,” Fang Lin said to himself, and as soon as the thought arose, he had already made up his mind.
As a Pill Refiner, being able to carry around a vast and fertile dicinal field would be an excellent boon.
The value of the dicinal field before him was truly enormous, so much so that it could make any powerful being green with envy.
If placed before him to choose between this dicinal field and the Supre Saint Hall, Fang Lin would undoubtedly choose the dicinal field without any hesitation.
Besides, this dicinal field holds a special significance for Fang Lin. Taking it with him would be a way to rember and cherish the forr residents of the Pill Saint Palace.
After calming his emotions, Fang Lin walked around the dicinal field twice to make sure everything was alright before returning to where Huang Yao and his three companions were.
The four looked at Fang Lin eagerly, all waiting for his word to exchange.
Seeing their anticipation, Fang Lin said with a slight smile, “You can each pick one specin of any herb here, but rember not to take more.”
Upon hearing this, Huang Yao and the others furrowed their brows, “Why can we only pick one of each kind?”
Fang Lin shook his head, “You all should understand that too much is as bad as too little. I too will pick only one of each kind. If we were to take more, I’m afraid we wouldn’t be able to leave this place.”
Despite so confusion and misunderstanding, Huang Yao and the others nodded their heads and agreed.
Then, they began to harvest the dicinal herbs. Fang Lin silently watched them—not exactly to monitor, but if any of them tried to take more covertly, then Fang Lin would have no choice but to be ruthless.
Fortunately, Huang Yao and his companions were quite conscious of their actions, perhaps wary that taking more might prevent them from leaving. They each picked only one plant of every type, just as Fang Lin had instructed.
Even so, their haul was massive, for not a single herb here was ordinary, and even the most common herbs, after growing for ten thousand years, would beco extraordinary.
“Ah!” Suddenly, a scream rang out. It ca from Qin Yu, who was picking herbs.
Fang Lin imdiately hurried over and, seeing the state of Qin Yu, his heart sank instantly.
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