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Chapter 1190 - Chapter 1190 Chapter 1192 Collection_1

Chapter 1190: Chapter 1192: Collection_1 Chapter 1190: Chapter 1192: Collection_1 Song Jian and Xin Ling approached the village and were shocked to find that there were even more monsters here than they had anticipated. Whether inside the houses or on the streets, there were humanoid desolate beasts everywhere.

These desolate beasts looked no different from ordinary humans, each holding various kinds of weapons–scythes, hoes, iron shovels, and some even wielding simple wooden sticks. Looking around, there was hardly a beast without a weapon in hand.

“What do you think that is?” Xin Ling asked in a low voice, pointing to the faint golden glow at the end of the street.

Squinting, Song Jian stared for a moment but couldn’t make anything out due to the distance. However, judging by its location, it must be the central square of the village. After hesitating for a moment, he said, “I reckon it’s the light emitted by the Demon Suppression Seal. Look, none of those desolate beasts dare go near it.”

In fact, all the desolate beasts in this village used to be the guards stationed to protect the Demon Suppression Seal. But when the seal was damaged, the aura of the Ancient Desolate Abyss leaked out, causing these defenders to mutate and turn into desolate beasts. Now, they had become obstacles to repairing the Demon Suppression Seal.

“We’ve struck it rich. There are so many desolate beasts here. If they drop more Puppet Beads, what do you say we go halfsies?” Xin Ling said with a grin.

Song Jian snorted and gave Xin Ling a sidelong glance, shaking his head, “Whoever gets them, keeps them!”

Xin Ling’s expression changed, and she rolled her eyes, retorting, “So stingy! I’m the one who got that Puppet Bead and sold it to you cheap. And now you’re not even grateful. You’re such an ingrate!”

Song Jian glanced at her and stayed silent. The Puppet Bead she mentioned was her initiative for him to take a gamble, and now he had won, he would have to owe her a favor, which made no sense. A famous saying couldn’t help but come to his mind, “Women and petty men…”

“There are hundreds here, you draw them out. Just leave me one,” Xin Ling said deflated. With her strength, she could at most hunt a single desolate beast. Any more and she would likely have to run. If Song Jian weren’t here, she wouldn’t dare provoke the desolate beasts of this village.

Song Jian focused on a desolate beast closest to him and deployed the Eye of Insight. Soon, the attributes of the desolate beast appeared above its head, and at the same time, it triggered the beast’s compulsory hatred.

With a low growl, the beast’s eyes turned red. Suddenly turning around, it saw Song Jian as if he were a mortal enemy, charging towards him with a scythe, while extending barbed tentacles from its mouth, flailing them in the air, looking both ferocious and somewhat nauseating.

This desolate beast incited seven or eight others nearby to charge towards Song Jian. He retreated while silently casting the Thousand Swords Art. After leaving one beast for Xin Ling, he assigned a Spirit Sword to each of the remaining beasts and engaged them in battle.

Song Jian’s current Thousand Swords Art allowed for the simultaneous manipulation of five hundred Spirit Swords, but that required the Sword Spirit to control them autonomously; his Mental Strength alone wasn’t enough to manage so many at once.

Given Song Jian’s current limit in Mental Strength, he could handle up to sixteen Spirit Swords. Controlling sixteen simultaneously and using them to perform the same sword technique was well within his capabilities, but no more than that.

Should he try to wield Spirit Swords using different sword techniques, that number would drastically drop to six. Otherwise, the mental strain became too intense, not only leading to faulty control but also causing backlash to himself.

Hence, as long as he wasn’t facing dozens or hundreds of monsters, it was no problem for Song Jian. Combat served as a way to train and improve his proficiency in the Thousand Swords Art.

Moreover, if he ever got surrounded by hundreds of monsters, all he needed was to use the Karmic Fire Red Lotus Ten Thousand Swords Art, which would allow him to slay all the monsters and enhance his comprehension of the Thousand Swords Art–it wasn’t like he couldn’t use the Karmic Fire Red Lotus Ten Thousand Swords Art.

Outside the village, the roars of desolate beasts and sounds of battle continued; Song Jian and Xin Ling seemed to have returned to their early days in the game, grinding monsters daily to level up.

Lure monsters, slay them, recover, and then lure them again.

In the village, hundreds of Desolate Beasts, each with the strength of a level 80 elite BOSS, regrettably lacked intelligence. Hardly different from wild beasts, they were slowly lured out by Song Jian and eliminated one by one.

Song Jian had already obtained four Puppet Beads, whereas Xin Ling had only managed to get one. The drop rate for these items was incredibly low, making it virtually impossible to acquire a large number in bulk.

However, Desolate Beast Cores were plentiful; each beast dropped at least one core, with some even dropping two or three. Such items weren’t valuable in the Imperial Sword Sect, and many disciples venturing outside wouldn’t even bother to pick them up.

Soon, a day passed, and a hint of fatigue appeared on Song Jian’s face.

“Huff huff, let’s take a break, take a break…” Out of breath, Xin Ling was already quite exhausted. Although she had several 50-slot bags, after such a prolonged battle, her food reserves for replenishing Vitality Points and Spirit Points were nearly depleted. As for instant recovery potions, Xin Ling would rather save them for life-threatening situations than use them here.

Song Jian’s inventory was several times larger than Xin Ling’s, but the high-intensity combat had left him feeling very weary too–a fatigue not reflected in his Vitality Points or Spirit Points but a weariness of the soul.

“Let’s take a break, then. We’ve only slain less than a third of the monsters in this village. We’ll rest tonight and continue the slaughter tomorrow!” Song Jian said, “You might as well use the time to practice your Medicine Gathering Skill!”

“I, I don’t want to practice; I’m exhausted. I’m going to sleep. You’ll take the night watch.” After declaring so, Xin Ling took a tent out of her inventory, set it up, and crawled inside.

Shaking his head, Song Jian took out five Puppet Beads from his inventory, all his spoils of battle for that day. He released five Puppet Beasts to gather Snake Vine Grass in the fields. Then, he summoned Gulu, the stone creature, to keep watch at night while he too retired to his tent, quickly falling into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Song Jian was awakened by Xin Ling’s shrill scream. Stepping out of the tent, he saw Xin Ling standing beside the fields, disheveled, with both fists clenched tightly and her chest heaving furiously, looking utterly enraged.

Upon seeing Song Jian, Xin Ling glared at him with eyes blazing with fury and yelled, “You, why didn’t you remind me that the Puppet Beasts could gather Snake Vine Grass!”

After battling Desolate Beasts for an entire day, Xin Ling had also obtained two Puppet Beads, but she was so tired from the fight that she had only thought of sleeping and had completely forgotten that the Puppet Beasts could also gather Snake Vine Grass.

When she woke up the next day and saw that the five Puppet Beasts had collected a large pile of Snake Vine Grass, she almost went crazy.

“Didn’t you have them gather it?” Song Jian rubbed his eyes and said nonchalantly, “I thought you didn’t care about such a small amount of money. Why are you so angry? Look, they have only gathered this small patch, and there’s still a large patch over there…”

There were only two fields around the village planted with Snake Vine Grass, while the other two fields were planted with wheat and other crops. These crops were all low-level items, not only fetching little money when sold but also not contributing to the proficiency of the Medicine Gathering Skill.

In one night, the five Puppet Beasts had nearly cleared out both fields of Snake Vine Grass, leaving perhaps fewer than a hundred plants. This was the reason for Xin Ling’s early morning meltdown.

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