Chapter 49: Comprehending Saber Momentum! Strength Greatly Increased!

"Jiang Zhishi, you must be very careful about this Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong."

Lü Ming saw Jiang Ye silent, thinking that this new old deacon was shocked by the three words "Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong", and hurriedly lowered his voice, his expression solemn as he continued to warn:

"The habit of this Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong is to hide during the day and come out at night; they all hide in the ground during the day and only come out to be active at night!"

"Moreover, unlike ordinary centipedes that hide when they see people, this Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong is born cruel and dares to take the initiative to bite people!"

"Before, several Transformation of Force disciples on our Heavenly Yang Peak suffered losses, bitten until they were dying, and even... some didn't survive because the poison was too deep."

Speaking of this, he sighed, his face carrying a hint of helplessness:

"The most difficult thing is that this thing's perception is shockingly keen, and it can detect our aura from far away."

"As soon as we come, they 'whoosh' and drill back into the ground; there's really nothing we can do about them."

"Even Elder Qin personally took action before, wanting to clear the herb garden, but in the end, he didn't achieve any results."

He paused and looked at Jiang Ye earnestly:

"So, Jiang Zhishi, if you happen to see a Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong eating medicinal herbs, don't think about killing it; that's too difficult. As long as you can drive it away in time and protect the medicinal herbs, it counts as a success."

Jiang Ye nodded thoughtfully on the surface, looking like he was taught, "So that's how it is..."

In fact, Jiang Ye was already laughing in his heart.

Keen perception?

What Jiang Mou is best at is restraining his aura.

These Fire Centipedes have run into his saber.

"By the way, little brother." Jiang Ye pondered for a moment and asked again: "Since poisonous insects will eat medicinal herbs, the herb garden should have requirements for our harvest, right?"

"Hehe, Jiang Zhishi, you've asked the right question."

Lü Ming's eyes lit up, he chuckled, his face showing an expression of "you understand":

"Because of the damage caused by poisonous insects, it is inevitable that there will be loss of medicinal herbs."

"So the requirement of the herb garden for us guards is—the harvest must be at least nine percent."

He counted on his fingers: "For example, your Heavenly Sunflower Grass herb garden, it matures once every six months, with a total of one thousand plants planted."

"Then after six months, you must hand in at least nine hundred plants to pass."

Hearing this, Jiang Ye's aged eyes suddenly lit up.

The minimum requirement is nine percent...

The room for operation in this is huge.

If he could protect all one thousand plants, wouldn't he be able to justifiably "embezzle" one hundred plants into his own pocket.

Lü Ming saw his expression and smiled knowingly: "Jiang Zhishi, it's just as you think."

But he quickly added another sentence, pouring cold water on the old man:

"But your Heavenly Sunflower Grass herb garden attracts more Fire Centipedes than other medicinal herbs, so even if you want to keep nine percent, it takes a lot of effort."

A smile also appeared on Jiang Ye's aged face, and he nodded unhurriedly:

"This old man... can only do my best."

The two chatted as they walked, and not long after, they arrived at the south side of the Heavenly Sunflower Grass herb garden.

There was also a small wooden house built here, similar in layout to the one at the entrance, but more secluded.

"Jiang Zhishi, because Fire Centipedes are all active at night, our focus for guarding is also at night. This small wooden house is your place to stay at night."

Lü Ming said, pushing open the door of the wooden house.

The house was not big, but it was cleaned and tidy.

A simple wooden bed leaned against the wall, with dry grass mats spread on the bed.

In the corner, there were some rice, flour, grain, oil, pickles, and dried meat, clearly the supplies allocated by the sect to the herb garden guards.

Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.

"Good, good, good, this is a good place."

Jiang Ye looked around and nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction appearing in his eyes.

As a sect deacon, he could apply for a cave dwelling on Heavenly Yang Peak at any time.

But that cave dwelling was not as comfortable as this secluded and quiet small wooden house.

"As long as Jiang Zhishi is used to living here."

Lü Ming said with a smile: "I usually live in the wooden house next to the Red Sun Grass herb garden, not far from here. If you have anything, you can come to me at any time."

"Then I will have to trouble you, little brother."

Jiang Ye bowed politely.

The two chatted for a few more words, and Lü Ming said goodbye and left.

His figure soon disappeared at the end of the path in the herb garden.

Jiang Ye stood at the door of the wooden house, looking at the blood-red herb field gently swaying in the breeze, and the corners of his aged mouth slowly hooked into an extremely faint arc.

Heavenly Sunflower Grass... Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong... nine percent harvest...

This place is getting more and more interesting.

He turned back to the wooden house and closed the door.

He sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, took out the "Poison Controlling Scripture" from his bosom, and began to study the chapter about "Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong" carefully by the light coming through the window lattice.

At night, the moonlight was cool.

Jiang Ye pushed open the door of the wooden house and walked slowly into the herb garden.

The moonlight was like water, spilling onto the blood-red Heavenly Sunflower Grass, dyeing the entire herb field into a deep dark red.

It's time to meet these beasts.

He operated the Deer Form Intent, his whole body seeming to merge into this heaven and earth, his footsteps stepping on the land of the herb garden like stepping on clouds, without a sound.

His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, scanning the blood-red herb field below.

Under the moonlight, the leaves of the Heavenly Sunflower Grass swayed gently, and the dew on the leaves flickered with faint light.

Suddenly, a slight movement entered his ears.

It was the rustling sound of soil turning, extremely light and thin; if he hadn't been fully focused, it would be hard to detect.

"Oh?"

Jiang Ye looked in the direction of the sound.

Only to see a centipede about half a foot long, its whole body red as fire, its back armor hard, gleaming with oily metallic luster, slowly crawling out from the soil.

It must be said that its red-as-fire color complemented the Heavenly Sunflower Grass in this herb garden, counting as a good layer of protective color.

If it weren't for Jiang Ye's sharp eyes, he wouldn't have discovered it all at once.

Jiang Ye didn't act immediately, but continued to observe its actions.

On the edge of each back armor of this Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong, a circle of dense, fine barbs grew, dark red, like the embers of burning charcoal.

It had many feet, densely arranged on both sides of its body, the tips of the feet with hook claws, climbing on grass and trees as if on flat ground.

After crawling out of the soil, the pair of ink-black compound eyes on its head flickered with cold light in the darkness, looking around vigilantly, and after not feeling any other aura, it hissed excitedly and was about to bite the leaves of the Heavenly Sunflower Grass.

Whoosh!

A slight sound of breaking air.

Two small tree branches whittled into wooden knives probed out from the darkness like ghosts, steadily clamping the Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong's body and lifting it into the air!

The person who took action was none other than Jiang Ye.

Hiss!!!

The Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong let out an extremely shrill hiss, its body twisting and struggling violently.

Those densely packed feet danced crazily, the hook claws grabbing randomly in the air, but grabbing nothing.

Its ink-black compound eyes stared dead at Jiang Ye, the eyes actually revealing a bit of human-like ferocity and fear.

The deep red jaw teeth opened and closed, the tips of the teeth gleaming with strange fluorescence, which was a sign of fire poison condensing, wishing to bite the enemy who dared to offend it.

Jiang Ye looked at the Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong struggling crazily in his hand, still wanting to bite back, and a hint of playfulness flashed in his aged eyes.

Although he only used two small tree branches.

However, Transformation of Force martial artists have both hardness and softness in their force.

Not a feather can be added, not a fly can land.

How could this Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong escape his palm.

He held the Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong up to the moonlight to check carefully.

His gaze fell on its abdomen.

There, there was a faint fire-red mark, shallow, as if it were there or not, like a remnant shadow of the morning glow.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Jiang Ye's eyes.

There are two ways to raise poison pets.

One is group raising, regardless of whether the aptitude is good or bad, raising them all to win by quantity.

The other is fine raising, picking the one with the best quality from the poisonous insects, and using all resources on it to cultivate a capable general.

Jiang Ye preferred fine raising poison pets.

Therefore, he must pick a Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong of good quality.

According to the records in "Poison Controlling Scripture", the quality of Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong is easy to distinguish, just look at the fire mark on their abdomen; the deeper the fire mark, the better the aptitude.

It is rumored that the extreme-grade Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong has a fire mark on its abdomen as red as blood, deep to the bone, and once cultivated into a pet, it can help the master kill enemies across ranks, with infinite power.

The one in front of him, the fire mark is so faint that it can almost not be seen...

"Trash."

Jiang Ye loosened his fingers.

Hiss!!!

The Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong that was suddenly released was like being granted amnesty, and after screaming in mid-air, it couldn't wait to drill into the soil to escape.

The next instant.

Whoosh!

Accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking air.

Jiang Ye's wrist turned, and the tree branches in his hand drew a beautiful arc in the air, like a crescent moon pouring down, sweeping across the Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong's body.

Plop.

The Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong's half-foot-long body was immediately cut into two halves, falling to the ground.

In its ink-black compound eyes, there seemed to be a remnant of human-like disbelief, as if accusing the cunning of the human in front of it until its death.

Jiang Ye didn't like wasting things the most, often eating every grain of rice in his bowl clean.

Not to mention poisonous insects like Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong, he must maximize their utilization value.

Like this kind of Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong with insufficient quality, it is just right for practicing Blood Moon Saber.

"Blood Moon Saber proficiency +5!"

The system's prompt sounded.

"Sure enough, killing this kind of poisonous insect with a certain threat, the proficiency of practicing the saber is higher than my empty practice."

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Jiang Ye's eyes.

He hadn't been idle in the guest house before, apart from studying "Poison Controlling Scripture", he also practiced Blood Moon Saber fiercely.

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Jiang Ye glanced at the system panel and nodded secretly.

"It's fast, I can practice Blood Moon Saber to Small Completion tonight!"

Jiang Ye took a Blood Replenishing Pill and began to look for Fire Centipedes again.

About an hour later.

The moonlight slanted to the west, spilling onto the blood-red herb field, plating it with a layer of cold silver brilliance.

Jiang Ye's figure was still walking through the grass like a ghost, and the two small tree branches in his hand didn't know how many Fire Centipedes they had clamped.

"This one won't do either."

He swept his eyes over the newly clamped prey.

Nearly a foot long, it could be considered sturdy among Fire Centipedes, its whole body red as charcoal, and the barbs on its back armor were also thicker and sharper than those before.

But when his gaze fell on the insect's abdomen, he still shook his head disappointedly.

The fire mark on the abdomen was still shallow, only a little better than those "trash" before.

He raised his wrist slightly, lifted the tree branches, and was about to follow suit and give this beast another slash.

Whoosh!

Before the saber light fell, a change occurred.

The Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong's body was actually cut into two halves in mid-air before the tree branches touched it.

The cut was smooth as a mirror, as if it had been slashed by an invisible sharp blade.

The Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong didn't even have time to hiss, and the two halves of the insect body "plop" fell to the ground, the ink-black compound eyes still remaining blank, as if they didn't understand what happened until death.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ye's pupils shrank suddenly.

Cutting objects from a distance...

This is saber momentum!