Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 516: Struggle for the Medicine Garden! (2 Updates)

Chapter 516: Chapter 516: Struggle for the Medicine Garden! (2 Updates)

In the room.

Ling Feng took several deep breaths until the fragrance that belonged to Wang Caiwei completely dispersed from the room, and then he let out a heavy sigh.

"Maintaining purity of mind in such a situation is truly not something an ordinary person can achieve."

Ling Feng shook his head with a smile and slowly opened the map that Wang Caiwei had brought over.

On the map, the paths were clearly marked along with the locations of precious medicinal materials, and the Primordial Spirit Grass he needed was located in the northwest corner of the Medicine Garden. With this outburst of demon energy, the area where Primordial Spirit Grass was planted would definitely be overcrowded.

As the saying goes, the swift ones get the gains, and the slow ones are left wanting.

This time, participating in the Medicine Garden competition would probably bring forth many experts of the Divine Origin Realm level, and even Ling Feng could not afford to take it lightly.

Suddenly, Ling Feng noticed that in the center of the map, a bright red area was marked, and beside it was written the word "Forbidden Area" in red ink, extremely eye-catching.

Ling Feng thought carefully, considering that since the Medicine Garden was controlled by the City Lord Mansion, the forbidden area was likely where they planted some precious medicines that they didn’t want outsiders to share.

After scanning the whole map, Ling Feng had already planned his route in his mind, only waiting for three days to pass before he would enter the Medicine Garden with Wang Tianlin to harvest the Primordial Spirit Grass.

Soon, the day of the Medicine Garden competition arrived as scheduled.

In the meantime, Ling Feng hadn’t been idle either, buying a more detailed map with various Demon Clan territories marked, spending several tens of thousands of Crystal Coins, but considering it well worth the cost.

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On this day, in the West Suburb of Iron Wolf City, the crowd bustled around the Medicine Garden controlled by the City Lord Mansion, with its entrance located in the West Suburb.

Looking around, the area was packed with people like a dark mass. Among the crowd, Ling Feng saw many figures wearing black robes adorned with skull markings, naturally members of the Skeleton Gang.

The Skeleton Gang was an Overlord-level presence in the city, and of course, they would not be pitiful like Tianlin Commerce with merely two spots—they had a whopping fifty slots!

About half an hour later, an elderly man with white hair and beard proceeded to a temporary platform built in front of the Medicine Garden’s gate. He looked down at the crowd and shouted, "The competition for the Medicine Garden this year now officially begins! Once you enter the Medicine Garden, you have only three hours. Within three hours, you must all withdraw, or else don’t blame the Elder Council of our City Lord Mansion for being merciless!"

The crowd nodded in agreement, understanding the old rules well. The elder’s repetition was also meant to deter some opportunists hoping to sneak by.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the City Lord Mansion’s Elder took out a key, inserted it into a stele, and the gate to the Medicine Garden swung open.

In an instant, the crowd boiled with excitement as everyone rushed in, having paid three years’ worth of fees for a single chance to harvest. They had to make sure to get their money’s worth!

Ling Feng, however, remained unhurried, pulling Wang Tianlin with him as they squeezed into the crowd, careful not to reveal his strength too early and draw attention.

Before long, Ling Feng finally made it to the entrance of the Medicine Garden. Taking hold of Wang Tianlin’s hand, he stepped forward and strode into the garden.

Wang Tianlin, being dragged along by Ling Feng, was filled with immense excitement. For so many years, their Tianlin Commerce had always been one of the last to enter, ending up with the leftovers of the Spiritual Medicines harvested by others, and not much to show for it.

And this time, they kept pace with the first group of people, which meant there was an extremely high probability of obtaining better Spiritual Medicine.

Wang Tianlin, that fellow, collected various kinds of Spiritual Medicine with much enthusiasm all along the way. Ling Feng did not stop him, for these herbs were beneath his notice, but for an establishment like Tianlin Commerce, they were a considerable fortune. Since Ling Feng had taken one of his spots, it was only natural to offer some care in return.

Even when some fools, seeing Wang Tianlin as a mere Seventh-level Origin Transformation Realm Martial Artist, dared to pick Treasure Medicine and intended to rob him directly, they were all crushed into a ball and kicked away by Ling Feng.

With his current strength, dealing with ordinary Origin Transformation Realm Martial Artists didn’t even warrant opening the Mixed Element Lock.

After helping Wang Tianlin gather some precious herbs, Ling Feng quickly led him toward the area where the Primordial Spirit Grass was planted.

In reality, Ling Feng could have left Wang Tianlin behind, but the man was so weak that, had he been left alone, it likely wouldn’t have been half a moment before others would have left him with nothing, not even his pants.

Having his belongings taken would be the least of his troubles, for his very life might not be spared.

The saying goes: seeing good deeds through to the end, deliver the Buddha to the West—thus, Ling Feng had no choice but to stick by this old fellow’s side ’til the end.

With the astonishing speed of Ling Feng, within about the time it takes to brew a pot of tea, they arrived at the northwest corner where the Primordial Spirit Grass was planted.

The Medicine Garden dedicated to Primordial Spirit Grass wasn’t large, with only around three to five hundred plants of varying ages. There were one-year and three-year-old plants, as it was opened to the public every three years. Finding one over ten years old was extremely difficult, or more aptly put, nonexistent here.

Ling Feng lightly plucked a leaf and chewed on it to determine that this three-year-old Primordial Spirit Grass was roughly only capable of neutralizing the poison of a Fifth-rank Demon Beast.

"If it’s a larger dose, it should have some effect on the poison of a Sixth-level Demon King too."

Ling Feng felt a slight frustration, but he had to make do; it was still better than nothing.

With a sweep of his hand, Ling Feng grabbed a handful of Primordial Spirit Grass and tossed it into his Spirit Storage Ring. Suddenly, he felt a flicker of alertness in his heart, sensing a trace of murderous intent from behind. The next moment, a gust of wind shot towards him—it was an ambush!

"Xiao Feng, be careful!"

Wang Tianlin, watching from behind, saw over ten black-robed Martial Artists with sword blades charging towards them and hurriedly shouted a warning.

Ling Feng swiftly turned around, his right hand sweeping up to grasp the incoming sword blades in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, he sent the black-robed assailants flying. In no time at all, those in black robes tumbled clumsily to the ground, writhing in pain and howling. Ling Feng’s gaze was as sharp as lightning as he stared down those who had attacked him, snorting coldly, "Are you from the Skeleton Gang?"

"Not bad!"

At that moment, a middle-aged man clad in a black robe and adorned with a skull ornament on his head, sauntering forward while clapping his hands, emerged. His face bore a sinister expression akin to that of Guo Xiao.

"You, boy, did you kill my third brother?"

The black-robed figure gazed at Ling Feng icily, fixing him with a stare as venomous as a snake, giving off a chilly and malevolent air.

A few days ago, members of the Skeleton Gang discovered their Third Gang Leader Guo Xiao had been brutally killed outside the city, while the members of Tianlin Commerce had returned unscathed. That was quite telling.