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Chapter 1191: Chapter 1193: Reinforcements_1
"No, no, you have to give me a share. We’re partners, comrades who have fought together. You can’t do this..."
Xin Ling, who had previously looked furious, immediately changed her expression to one of grievance, clutching at the hem of Song Jian’s clothes and pleading with eyes that were even brimming with tears.
Although the Snake Vine Grass here seemed abundant and as worthless as weeds, outside of this place, it could sell for a lot of money. The Imperial Sword Sect alone would buy all of their collected Snake Vine Grass at a high price.
A single Snake Vine Grass could fetch between one to one and a half Purple Crystals. There were at least two thousand plants in these two fields. Subtracting the two or three hundred plants Xin Ling had previously collected and the less than one hundred left in the fields, there were more than one thousand six hundred Snake Vine Grass plants remaining in Song Jian’s possession.
This was a fortune worth over two thousand Purple Crystals which, even the official disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect, would envy and covet if they knew.
"Alright, I’ll give you five hundred at most! But you have to exchange them for Wild Beast Cores, ten cores per Snake Vine Grass. If you don’t have them now, you can owe me until we get back to the Imperial Sword Sect!" Song Jian said, rubbing his nose as he looked at Xin Ling’s "you’re bullying me" expression.
"No, you have to split it fifty-fifty at the least! I’ll just give you more cores..." Xin Ling pouted, shaking her head coquettishly.
"Three hundred plants!" Song Jian said expressionlessly.
Xin Ling’s expression stiffened, and just as she was about to speak, Song Jian immediately said, "Two..."
"Fine, five hundred plants then! You’re ruthless!" Xin Ling said resentfully as if she wanted to rush up and bite Song Jian a few times.
Song Jian managed a small smile as he divided five hundred Snake Vine Grass plants for Xin Ling, who in turn traded all of her Wild Beast Cores to him.
Since the Snake Vine Grass plants were ownerless and collecting them hadn’t cost Song Jian much, and since Xin Ling had joined him in entering this place to complete a mission, the two were teammates; it was only natural to share the spoils.
What Xin Ling didn’t know was that Song Jian had already started planting Snake Vine Grass in his own Shattered Divine Realm. With the Wild Beast Cores and the Ancient Desolate Planting Skill of the Puppet Beasts, cultivating Snake Vine Grass was an easy task.
Before long, Song Jian could have as much Snake Vine Grass as he wished, and by relying solely on it, he would be able to amass a considerable amount of Purple Crystals. With Purple Crystals, he could absorb them to improve his level, and it was estimated that in not too long, Song Jian’s level would increase explosively.
"Let’s continue. Let’s try to kill more Desolate Beasts today..." Xin Ling said, taking a deep breath.
Song Jian nodded, and the two resumed their work from the previous day—tedious and dull, but their strength quietly grew with each battle. The spoils of war they gained from the Desolate Beasts were extremely valuable. This mission, nearly impossible for others, turned out to be a fulfilling journey of advancement for Song Jian and Xin Ling.
If it were other disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect given this task, they would currently be thinking of ways to enter the town and repair the Demon Suppression Seal first, but both Song Jian and Xin Ling, who approached the problem from a player’s perspective, knew the mission had no deadline. Hunting Desolate Beasts was immensely rewarding, so naturally, they decided to hunt down all the beasts before leisurely repairing the Demon Suppression Seal.
While Song Jian and Xin Ling were ceaselessly fighting for Puppet Beads, the three teams sent out by the Imperial Sword Sect also encountered the Desolate Beast Army. Faced with the roaring army of hundreds of thousands of Desolate Beasts charging at the little over a thousand Imperial Sword Sect disciples, they stood their ground while flying on their swords and employing various sorts of Sword Techniques to attack from a distance and suppress them.
Leveraging the terrain, these Imperial Sword Sect disciples surprisingly held back the Desolate Beast Army that outnumbered them by ten or even a hundred times, preventing them from advancing an inch.
The battle was extremely intense, lasting for thirty to forty hours before the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect finally ran out of strength and began to slowly retreat. However, they hadn’t gone far when reinforcements from the subsequent troops quickly arrived, and the fight relentlessly carried on.
"Purple Heaven Divine Thunder Sword Formation!"
An elder of the Imperial Sword Sect with white hair and beard hovered in the air like a deity, standing on a flying sword. The three-foot-long sword in his hand shot into the sky in an instant, forming a massive cloud of calamity that covered over a hundred acres.
Within the cloud, purple lightning flickered, and thunder rolled, as countless Sword Qi threads shuttled through it. They converged into bolts of Purple Heaven Divine Thunder, striking down at the Desolate Beasts in the gorge below.
With roaring booms, thousands of Desolate Beasts were enveloped by the purple lightning. The Sword Qi within the thunderbolts weaved back and forth, slicing many Desolate Beasts in two.
In a matter of seconds, the beasts in the gorge were wiped out, leaving behind stacks of corpses that filled the entire area.
The elder’s face flushed slightly as he took several deep breaths. With a gesture of his right hand, the long sword flew back into his sleeve. He snorted coldly while looking at the corpses of the Desolate Beasts filling the gorge, then flew off towards the rear.
"Old Xiao, your Sword Formation has become a few notches more powerful, hasn’t it?" a teasing voice called out from behind. Xiao Yun frowned slightly and turned around, staring at Gu Tutian with an unexpected expression, "Aren’t you supposed to be guarding the sect? What are you doing here? Aren’t you afraid the sect master will punish you to stand by the Demon Suppression Peak for a hundred years!"
"With the sect master alone, that’s more than enough!" Gu Tutian replied nonchalantly with an unconcerned appearance. "Besides, all those Grand Elders at the back mountain are so idle they’re probably going stir-crazy. If any demon spawns dare to attack the sect, those Grand Elders would probably be delighted!"
"Shut your mouth, are the Grand Elders someone you can discuss so casually?" Xiao Yun’s face changed, and he scolded in a low voice.
"Alright, alright, I’m here to stretch my muscles and kill some of those Desolate Beast brats. If you’re tired, fall back and don’t get hurt," Gu Tutian waved his hand dismissively.
At this moment, countless Desolate Beasts appeared in the gorge once more, swiftly advancing over the bodies of their fallen comrades towards the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect. Seconds later, the gorge was filled with Desolate Beasts again. The previous effort of hunting down thousands seemed like throwing a pebble into a pond, creating ripples that faded away into nothingness.
"Sigh, the Ancient Desolate Abyss is connected to another semi-dimensional plane, the Desolate Beasts are endless. If we can’t repair the Demon Suppression Seal quickly, we’ll never be able to kill them all off," Xiao Yun sighed softly, "If it weren’t for the Demon Suppression Tower being lost in the region of the Ancient Desolate Abyss, how could our mighty Imperial Sword Sect be suppressed by these damned beasts for hundreds of years, unable to drive them out of Ancient Sword Star completely!"
"Demon Suppression Tower? Heh, that’s been in the old almanacs for how many years now..." Gu Tutian’s body stiffened, and he couldn’t help but mock himself: "Back in the day, we could enter and exit the region of the Ancient Desolate Abyss freely, but now, the pressure it exerts on us grows more severe. I estimate that before long, even the Demon Suppression Seal will likely be unable to stop the invasion from the Ancient Desolate Abyss!"
"What?" Xiao Yun’s body shook, and he said in a low voice with a shocked expression, "How is that possible? The Demon Suppression Seal, like the Demon Suppression Tower, is an inheritance from the Ancient Sword Sect. How could it fail..."
Gu Tutian’s expression stiffened, and he waved his hands repeatedly, "Don’t listen to my nonsense. The Demon Suppression Seal has been around longer than both of us. Even when we’re dead, it won’t fail. The sect master has sent two youngsters to repair the seal. It won’t be long before these Desolate Beasts’ reinforcements are cut off, and then we’ll kill all these demon brats together... Go and rest for now, don’t end up a soft-legged shrimp, forced to just watch from the sidelines!"
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PS: Thank you "Shanhaijiekepingx" for the 100 Qidian coins~

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