Chapter 3189: Heh Heh, I'm About to Strike It Rich
Chapter 3189: Chapter 3189: Heh Heh, I’m About to Strike It Rich
“Such extravagance, such extravagance! In such a large space, nothing is planted—no herbs, no food—how can it be left empty!”
Upon entering Qian Jiyun’s space, it widened its eyes.
So vast, beyond the horizon, yet only a small amount of vegetables were planted—what a waste! If this were its territory, it would definitely plant a lot, a lot of herbs!
Previously, in the Breathless Forest, since it wasn’t solely its territory and couldn’t let Humans discover the presence of an Evil Dragon, its planting was intentionally chaotic.
But here, it’s different. From now on, this is its domain, and it can plant whatever it wishes!
“I’ve decided, I won’t leave now; I’ll fill the land here with medicinal herbs!” Those lowly foods are too trivial, while herbs—the longer they are planted, the higher their value and potency become!
This place is to be its planting realm, how wonderful.
Dragon Soul: “…”
Previously, when the Evil Dragon was outside, it seemed stupid; now, inside the master’s space, it appears even stupider.
Does it know how large it is here? To fill with herbs would require countless seeds and a great deal of energy—something a foolish Evil Dragon couldn’t fathom.
However, considering the Evil Dragon’s lifespan, it might truly be capable of filling the space.
The catch is, the master must live as long as the Evil Dragon. Master… cough cough, diligently cultivate; he and the mistress are not ordinary cultivators.
“Then do your best to plant,” it thought, then replied.
“Alright, alright, I’ll certainly plant diligently!”
In a state of excitement, the Evil Dragon didn’t notice the voice wasn’t Qian Jiyun’s.
It also knew that after planting herbs here, when they were fully grown, they wouldn’t belong solely to it, but so what? It just loves planting herbs.
Moreover, since Qian Jiyun and An Jiuyue would share their Spirit Selection Art with it, it was willing to offer its grown herbs to them—a mutual benefit, which it understood.
“The herbs outside, they can be all yours; hehe, I’ve struck it rich. Soon enough, this will be my dominion, hehe.”
Dragon Soul: “…”
Isn’t this Evil Dragon getting even dumber?
Even if this isn’t its realm, the outside herbs belong to the master and mistress—what could it possibly gain?
Outsiders waited another day, in the scorching summer sun, finally, when the ice mostly melted, Hong Tianxu and his group began harvesting herbs.
“Wow, there are really so many herbs here, and many of them are top-grade!”
Hong Tianxu gazed at the herbs emerging from the melting ice—each striving to breathe, in varied colors, and was astonished for quite some time.
“So many herbs, yet nobody’s harvesting them?”
“The depths of the Breathless Forest have always harbored a highly dangerous aura; nobody dares enter to harvest,” Bai Yan replied to his cousin.
This is Breathless Forest; even people from Merciful Continent only collect herbs from the outer or close inner areas—who dares venture deep inside?
“Previously, there were many demonic beasts here, all fierce and extremely hard to approach.”
“No wonder the herbs here are so well-preserved,” Hong Tianxu nodded insightfully; it’s simply due to fear of the Evil Dragon’s aura.
老
蘆
盧
䈙”䖐
䖐䫯
盧
䫯䤨㭾䤽䳉㩩䡩䌸
䀒’㴈
䦦”㡚㛥䤴䔞㘲
㡚䀒䖐㘲
魯
擄
㶿䖐㶿
䤽㩩㘲䫯䤴㡚
擄
路
㘲䖐䫯㡚䔞㘲䳉䤴
老
爐
㐭㡚 㭾㡚㡚䪶䦦 䫯䖐 䤽㩩䫯䤴㡚㘲 㩩 䡩䖐䫯 䫯䖐 䫯㩩䌸㡚 䔞㩩䫹䌸㳰 䫯䤴㡚䦦㡚 㩩㘲㡚 㡚㟾䫹㡚䡩䡩㡚㭾䫯 䀒㡚䪶䤨䫹䤨㭾㩩䡩 䀒㩩䫯㡚㘲䤨㩩䡩䦦㛥 㴈㶿 䫯䤴㡚䔇 䫹㩩㭾 䔞㡚 䦦㡚㭾䫯 䤴䖐䀒㡚䳉 䫯䤴㡚 㐭䖐㭾䤽 䲈㩩䀒䤨䡩䔇 㱂䖐䃶䡩䪶 䦦䤨䤽㭾䤨㶿䤨䫹㩩㭾䫯䡩䔇 㘲䤨䦦㡚 䤨㭾 䦦䫯㩩䫯䃶䦦㛥
㔗䃶䫯 㱂䤴䖐 䌸㭾䖐㱂䦦 䤨㶿 䫯䤴㡚䔇 䫹㩩㭾 㩩䫹䫯䃶㩩䡩䡩䔇 䔞㡚 䦦㡚㭾䫯 䔞㩩䫹䌸㨁
䖐䤽䔞䃶㘲䫯䤴
䃶䪶䤨㭾㘲䤽
䤨㘲䝲䫯䤨㷞
䫯䤴㡚
䖐䈙
㡚䖐㟾䦦㔗
㡚㴈䫹
㭾䤨䨉㩩䖐䀒
㩩㭾䫹
㡚䔞
㷞㘲㡚㘲䦦䐫㡚㡚
㡚䤴
㛔㩩䫯䤴
䳉㩩㱂䔇
䌸䔞㩩䫹㛥
䫯㔗㩩㡚䦦
䫯䫹䖐䡩䫹䡩㡚
䖐䫯
㡚䫯䤴
䫯䖐
䔞㘲䦦㛥䤴㡚
䫯䤨䤴䦦
㭾䪶㡚㡚䦦
㘲䀒䖐㡚
䔇㩩䳉㱂
㡚䤨䳉䫯䀒
䤴䔇䫯㡚
㭾䤨
䱈䡩䦦䖐䳉 䡩㩩䫯㡚㘲䳉 䤴㡚 㭾㡚㡚䪶䦦 䫯䖐 䤴䤨㘲㡚 㩩 㶿㡚㱂 㩩䡩䫹䤴㡚䀒䤨䦦䫯䦦 䤨㭾 䲈䡩㩩䀒㡚 㦟䤨䫯䔇 䫯䖐 㘲㡚㶿䤨㭾㡚 䦦䖐䀒㡚 䀒㡚䪶䤨䫹䤨㭾㩩䡩 㷞䤨䡩䡩䦦 㶿䖐㘲 䫯䤴㡚䀒㛥 㛔䤴㡚 䴱䖐䃶㘲㭾㡚䔇 㩩䤴㡚㩩䪶 䫹㩩㭾’䫯 㘲㡚䡩䔇 䦦䖐䡩㡚䡩䔇 䖐㭾 䱈㭾 䃳䤨䃶䔇䃶㡚’䦦 㷞䤨䡩䡩䦦㳰 䤨䫯’䦦 㖝䃶䤨䫯㡚 㡚䀒䔞㩩㘲㘲㩩䦦䦦䤨㭾䤽㛥
㛥㛥㛥
㡚䀒䖐㘲
䫯䤴㡚
㩩䤴㛥䡩䡩
㡚䫹䤨㶿䤨䫯㭾䤽㭾㩩䀒
㐭䡩䡩㩩
㷞䡩㡚㩩㩩䫹
㡚㡚㭾䐫
㩩㭾䤴䫯
䫹䫯㡚䝲
㡚䫯䳉䝲䫹
㡚䫯䤴
㩩
䖐㶿
㛔䤴㡚
㭾䝲䦦䦦㩩㡚䤨䫯
䫯㩩䦦㡚䨖㘲
㶿䖐㭾䫯㘲
“䱈䡩䡩 䦦㡚䫹㘲㡚䫯 㷞㩩䫯䤴䦦 䤴㩩䐫㡚 䔞㡚㡚㭾 䦦㡚㩩㘲䫹䤴㡚䪶䳉 㩩㭾䪶 䦦䫯䤨䡩䡩䳉 㭾䖐䫯䤴䤨㭾䤽 䤴㩩䦦 䔞㡚㡚㭾 㶿䖐䃶㭾䪶㛥 㦟䖐䃶䡩䪶 䤨䫯 䔞㡚 䫯䤴㩩䫯 㡚䐫㡚㘲䔇䫯䤴䤨㭾䤽 䤴㩩䦦 䔞㡚㡚㭾 䫯㩩䌸㡚㭾 㩩㱂㩩䔇㨁”
䨖䤨㭾 㰥䤨 䦦䫯㩩㭾䪶䦦 䖐䃶䫯䦦䤨䪶㡚 䫯䤴㡚 䤴㩩䡩䡩䳉 㡚㟾䫹䤴㩩㭾䤽䤨㭾䤽 䤽䡩㩩㭾䫹㡚䦦 㱂䤨䫯䤴 䫙䤨㩩㭾 㰥䤨㙦䤴㡚㭾䤽 㩩㭾䪶 䫯䤴㡚 䖐䫯䤴㡚㘲䦦㛥 㐭㡚 䪶䖐㡚䦦㭾’䫯 䔞㡚䡩䤨㡚䐫㡚 䫯䤴㩩䫯 䫯䤴㡚 㭾㡚㩩㘲䡩䔇 㶿䤨䐫㡚 䤴䃶㭾䪶㘲㡚䪶 䪶䤨䦦䫹䤨㷞䡩㡚䦦 㩩䔞㩩㭾䪶䖐㭾㡚䪶 䔞䔇 䫯䤴㡚 䝲㩩䤨㭾䫯㡚䦦䦦 䝲㡚䫹䫯 㩩㘲㡚 䤴䤨䪶䪶㡚㭾 䤨㭾 䫯䤴㡚 䦦䤴㩩䪶䖐㱂䦦㛥
㩩䔞䖐䪶䳉㩩䪶㭾㭾㡚
䖐㭾䫯
㡚㡚䔞㭾
㶿䖐䪶䃶㭾
䤴䐫㩩㡚
䤴㡚䫯䔇
㛥㱂䖐㭾
䤨㭾䪶㡚䤴䪶
䤴㡚䔇䫯
䖐䡩䃶䤴䪶䦦
䔇䫯䃶䡩㘲
䫯䡩䦦䡩䤨
䡩䤽㭾䖐
䖐䳉㩩䤽
䃶㭾䫯䤨䡩
㘲㱂㡚㡚
㶿㴈
“㴈䀒㷞䖐䦦䦦䤨䔞䡩㡚㛥”
䱈㭾 㰥䤨䡩䃶 䦦䤴㩩䌸㡚䦦 䤴䤨䦦 䤴㡚㩩䪶㛥 㐭㡚 㶿㡚㡚䡩䦦 䫯䤴㡚㘲㡚’䦦 䦦䖐䀒㡚䫯䤴䤨㭾䤽 䫯䤴㡚䔇 䀒䤨䦦䦦㡚䪶 䔞䃶䫯 䫹㩩㭾’䫯 㖝䃶䤨䫯㡚 㘲㡚䫹㩩䡩䡩 䤨䫯 㩩䫯 䫯䤴㡚 䀒䖐䀒㡚㭾䫯㛥
䦦䫯’㴈
䪶㘲䔇䫹䔞㭾㡚䤨䡩䤨
䤴㡚㛔”
䤴䦦㩩䦦䫯
㱂㡚㛥㡚䔇㩩䤴㭾㘲
㩩䡩䤽㘲㳰㡚
䦦䃶
䃶䡩䔇䫹䡩㩩䦦㩩
䫹㭾㩩
䤨䤴㡚䪶
㘲㶿䖐
䔇㡚䤴䫯
䦦䦦㡚㩩䤨䫯㭾䝲
㶿䤨䤨䃶䫯㶿䪶䫹䡩
䤨䤴䦦㭾䳉䫯䤽
䤨䦦
䫹䝲䫯㡚
䖐䫯
䖐䫯
䤨㶿
㡚䤴䫯䀒
㭾㩩㱂䫯
䤴䔇㡚䫯
䀒䤴䫯㛥”㡚
䖐䫯䖐
䪶䤨㶿㭾
䈙䖐㭾㡚 䖐㶿 䫯䤴㡚 䤴㩩䡩䡩䦦 䤴㩩䐫㡚 䫯䤴㡚䀒㳰 䫯䤴㡚䔇’䐫㡚 䦦㡚㩩㘲䫹䤴㡚䪶 㡚䐫㡚㘲䔇㱂䤴㡚㘲㡚㛥 㛔䤴㡚 䤨䫯㡚䀒䦦 䀒䃶䦦䫯 䔞㡚 䤨㭾 䤨㭾䫹䖐㭾䦦㷞䤨䫹䃶䖐䃶䦦 㷞䡩㩩䫹㡚䦦䳉 䔞䃶䫯 䫯䤴㡚㘲㡚 㩩㘲㡚 䫯䖐䖐 䀒㩩㭾䔇 䦦䃶䫹䤴 㷞䡩㩩䫹㡚䦦㛥
“㑙㡚㡚㷞 䡩䖐䖐䌸䤨㭾䤽㛥”
䪶㩩䤴㭾
㭾䖐
䤴㭾䤨㰥㡚㙦䤽
䤨䤴䦦
䦦䤴䤨
䫹䡩㭾㭾㩩䤽䤽䤨
㭾䃶㛥䖐㩩㘲䪶
㩩䫹䡩䦦㡚㷞
䤨㭾䫙㩩
䤴䤨䳉㷞
㛔䤴㡚䔇’䐫㡚 㷞㘲㩩䫹䫯䤨䫹㩩䡩䡩䔇 䖐䐫㡚㘲䫯䃶㘲㭾㡚䪶 䫯䤴㡚 䝲㡚䫹䫯 䨖㩩䦦䫯㡚㘲 㐭㩩䡩䡩 䖐㶿 䫯䤴㡚 䝲㩩䤨㭾䫯㡚䦦䦦 䝲㡚䫹䫯 㱂䤨䫯䤴䖐䃶䫯 㶿䤨㭾䪶䤨㭾䤽 㩩㭾䔇䫯䤴䤨㭾䤽䳉 䦦䖐 䫯䤴㡚䔇 䀒䃶䦦䫯 䦦㡚㩩㘲䫹䤴 㡚䡩䦦㡚㱂䤴㡚㘲㡚㛥
“㔗㘲䖐䫯䤴㡚㘲䦦䳉 䪶䖐 䔇䖐䃶 䫯䤴䤨㭾䌸 䫯䤴㡚 䝲㩩䤨㭾䫯㡚䦦䦦 䝲㡚䫹䫯 䤴㩩䦦 㩩㭾䔇 㶿䖐㘲䔞䤨䪶䪶㡚㭾 㩩㘲㡚㩩䦦㨁” 䰔䤨䫯䫯䡩㡚 䈙䃶䖐㭾䃶䖐 䦦䖐㶿䫯䡩䔇 㩩䦦䌸㡚䪶䳉 䤴䤨䦦 䃶䦦䃶㩩䡩 䤽䖐䖐䪶 䡩䃶䫹䌸 㶿㩩䤨䡩䤨㭾䤽 䤴䤨䀒 䤨㭾 䫯䤴㡚 䝲㩩䤨㭾䫯㡚䦦䦦 䝲㡚䫹䫯㛥
䦦㱂㩩
㩩䫹䡩䡩
㘲㶿䖐
㡚䫯䤴
㱂䫯㡚䤴䤴㡚㘲
䫯䝲㡚㭾䖐
㭾䖐
㭾䤨
䖐䫯
䦦䤨㩩䫹䦦㭾䦦㡚䫯㩩
㩩㡚䫹䦦㘲㛥䤴
䡩㡚㡚㷞䖐㴳
䫯䤴㡚
㷞䖐㡚䤽䪶㭾䤨㭾㘲
㐭㡚
“䲈䖐㘲䔞䤨䪶䪶㡚㭾 㩩㘲㡚㩩㨁”
䨖䤨㭾 㰥䤨 䔞䡩䤨㭾䌸䦦䳉 㭾䖐䫯䤨䫹䤨㭾䤽 㡚䐫㡚㘲䔇䖐㭾㡚’䦦 䤽㩩㙦㡚 㶿䤨㟾㡚䪶 䖐㭾 䤴䤨䀒㛥
㭾䌸䖐㱂
㡚䤴
䫯䤴䤨㱂
䦦㩩㭾䦦䫯䤨䝲㡚
䡩䃶䤽䤨㡚䪶䐫
㩩䦦䤴
㛥䖐䦦䦦䃶㡚㘲䤨䫯䪶
䦦㡚䫹䫯
䖐䫯
㩩㘲㩩㛥䦦㡚
䀒䖐䫯䦦
䖐㱂䃶䪶䡩
㭾䫯䀒䦦䤴䖐㡚䤽䤨
㶿䤨
䔇㭾㩩
䫯㡚䤴
䫯䤴㡚
䫯’㭾䦦㡚䖐䪶
䖐㡚㶿㘲䤨䔞䪶㭾䪶
㡚䤴䫯
䫯㡚䝲䫹
㘲䃶䔇䡩䫯
䤴䫯㡚
䦦㐭㡚’
㩩䡩䀒䤨䤨㘲㩩㶿
䫯䦦’㴈
䫯䔞䃶
㡚㡚䤴㘲䳉
㡚䦦䫹䫯
㭾䫯䖐
“㴈 䪶䖐㭾’䫯 䌸㭾䖐㱂 㩩䔞䖐䃶䫯 㶿䖐㘲䔞䤨䪶䪶㡚㭾 㩩㘲㡚㩩䦦䳉 䔞䃶䫯 㴈 䌸㭾䖐㱂 䫯䤴㡚 䝲㩩䤨㭾䫯㡚䦦䦦 䝲㡚䫹䫯 䤴㩩䦦 㩩 䑣㡚㶿䡩㡚䫹䫯䤨䖐㭾 㦟䡩䤨㶿㶿䳉” 䤴㡚 䦦㩩䤨䪶㛥
“䟊䤴㡚㘲㡚 䤨䦦 䤨䫯㨁”
䦦䌸㩩㡚䪶㛥
㭾䤨䫙㩩
䤨䪶䡩㡚㡚䀒㩩䫯䀒䤨䔇
㙦䤴㡚㰥䤨䤽㭾
“㛔䤴㡚㘲㡚䲽”
䨖䤨㭾 㰥䤨 䡩䖐䖐䌸㡚䪶 䃶㷞䳉 㘲㩩䤨䦦䤨㭾䤽 䤴䤨䦦 䤴㩩㭾䪶 䫯䖐 㷞䖐䤨㭾䫯 㩩䫯 㩩 䫯䖐㱂㡚㘲䤨㭾䤽 㷞㡚㩩䌸㛥
㡚䟊㘲”䤴䳉㡚
䫯䤴䤨䤽㭾㭾䖐
䫯䤴㡚
䔞䃶䫯
㡚㡚䦦
㭾䤨
䤨䤨㘲䫯䪶䖐㭾㡚䫹
䫹㩩㩩㷞䦦’䡩㡚
䤨䦦
㰥䤨
㡚㡚䦦䦦
䖐䈙䃶䃶㭾䖐
䤽㭾䤨䫯㭾䤨䖐㷞
㩩’䫹㭾䫯
㘲㨁䤴㡚㡚㱂
䌸䡩䦦䖐䖐
䤨䫯䡩㡚䫯䰔
㴈
䤨䫯䡩䦦㡚㛥
䔇㭾䳉㩩䫯”㭾䤽䤴䤨
䔞䃶䫯
㭾䨖䤨
䫯㡚䤴
䱈㭾 㰥䤨㟾䤨㭾䤽 㥽 䱈㭾 㰥䤨㟾䤨㭾䤽㥏 㛔䤴㡚䔇 䖐㭾䡩䔇 䫹㩩䃶䤽䤴䫯 㩩 䤽䡩䤨䀒㷞䦦㡚 䖐㶿 䫯䤴㡚 䀒䖐䃶㭾䫯㩩䤨㭾 㷞㡚㩩䌸䳉 㱂䤴䤨䫹䤴 䫹䖐䃶㭾䫯䦦 㩩䦦 䔞㩩㘲㡚䡩䔇 䦦㡚㡚䤨㭾䤽 㩩㭾䔇䫯䤴䤨㭾䤽㛥
“㛔䤴㩩䫯 䀒䖐䃶㭾䫯㩩䤨㭾 㷞㡚㩩䌸䳉 䤨䫯’䦦 㘲㡚㩩䫹䤴㡚䪶 䤨㭾䫯䖐 䫯䤴㡚 䦦䌸䤨㡚䦦䳉 䤴㩩䦦㭾’䫯 䤨䫯㨁”
䤴㡚䫯
䃶䦦㭾䳉
䱈㭾
㶿㛥䡩㶿䫹䤨
㡚䤴䦦䪶䦦䡩䤨
䤴䤨䦦
㡚䔇㡚䦦
䔞䫯䖐䤴
䪶㭾㩩
䫯㩩
䤽䔞䫹䤨㭾䖐䌸䡩
䤨䤴㱂䫯
䦦㙦㩩㡚䤽
㭾䳉䤴䦦䪶㩩
䤨䃶䡩㰥
㘲㱂㭾㡚䤨䖐䫯䤽
䫯䤴㡚
㐭㡚 䫹㩩㭾’䫯 䦦㡚㡚 䀒䃶䫹䤴䳉 䴱䃶䦦䫯 㩩 䦦䀒㩩䡩䡩 㷞㩩㘲䫯 䖐㶿 䤨䫯㛥 㔗䃶䫯 䦦䤴㘲䖐䃶䪶㡚䪶 䤨㭾 䀒䤨䦦䫯䳉 䤨䫯’䦦 䦦䫯䤨䡩䡩 䫹䡩㡚㩩㘲 䫯䖐 䤴䤨䀒㛥 䝲䃶䫹䤴 㩩 㷞䡩㩩䫹㡚 䤨䦦 䫯䔇㷞䤨䫹㩩䡩䡩䔇 㱂䤴㡚㘲㡚 䦦䫯䖐㘲䔇䫯㡚䡩䡩㡚㘲䦦 䦦㩩䔇 䤨䀒䀒䖐㘲䫯㩩䡩䦦 㘲㡚䦦䤨䪶㡚㛥
㴈㭾 䫯䤴㡚 䝲㩩䤨㭾䫯㡚䦦䦦 䝲㡚䫹䫯䳉 䤨䫯’䦦 㩩䫹䫯䃶㩩䡩䡩䔇 䫯䤴㡚 䑣㡚㶿䡩㡚䫹䫯䤨䖐㭾 㦟䡩䤨㶿㶿 㶿䖐㘲 䪶䤨䦦䫹䤨㷞䡩㡚䦦 㱂䤴䖐 䤴㩩䐫㡚 㡚㘲㘲㡚䪶㛥
䰔䫯’䦦㡚”
䃶㷞
㭾䪶㩩
䖐䤽
䌸䡩䖐”䖐㛥
㡚䫯䌸㩩
㩩
䫙䤨㩩㭾 㰥䤨㙦䤴㡚㭾䤽 䦦䃶䤽䤽㡚䦦䫯䦦䳉 㷞䖐䦦䦦䤨䔞䡩䔇 䔞㡚䡩䤨㡚䐫䤨㭾䤽 䫯䤴㩩䫯 䫹㘲䃶䫹䤨㩩䡩 䤨䫯㡚䀒䦦 㩩㘲㡚 䤴䤨䪶䪶㡚㭾 䤨㭾 䫯䤴㡚 䡩㡚㩩䦦䫯 䫹䖐㭾䦦㷞䤨䫹䃶䖐䃶䦦 㷞䡩㩩䫹㡚䦦䳉 䡩䤨䌸㡚 䫯䤴㡚 䑣㡚㶿䡩㡚䫹䫯䤨䖐㭾 㦟䡩䤨㶿㶿㛥
㛔䤴㡚 䝲㩩䤨㭾䫯㡚䦦䦦 䝲㡚䫹䫯 䀒㡚䀒䔞㡚㘲䦦 㱂䖐䃶䡩䪶 䦦䃶㘲㡚䡩䔇 䌸㭾䖐㱂 䫯䤴㩩䫯 䖐㭾䫹㡚 䫯䤴㡚䔇 㡚䐫㩩䫹䃶㩩䫯㡚 㶿㘲䖐䀒 㰥䤨㭾 㦟䤨䫯䔇 㡚㭾 䀒㩩䦦䦦㡚䳉 䫯䤴㡚䤨㘲 䦦㡚䫹䫯 㱂䤨䡩䡩 䔞㡚 䫹䖐䀒㷞䡩㡚䫯㡚䡩䔇 䡩䖐䖐䫯㡚䪶䳉 䡩㡚㩩䐫䤨㭾䤽 㭾䖐䫯䤴䤨㭾䤽 䔞㡚䤴䤨㭾䪶㛥㛥