The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 1161-The records of the Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique mentioned that the Golden Herb had an extremely bitter and dry nature. It grew along the Earth’s ley lines, absorbing the essence from the soil. It also had the effect of replenishing energy and nourishing blood.

Wherever the Golden Herb grew, no grass sprouted in its radius. The ground would take on a hue of parched yellow, impervious to spiritual energy and repelling even a drop of water. The soil was so coarse that it could be easily crumbled into fine sand.

Don’t the current conditions align perfectly with the description?

Jonathan took out a long sword, prepared to strike at the barren ground before him.

Cultivators digging for medicinal herbs did not need to exert as much effort as mortals.

With just a few strikes, he skillfully cleared the area where the herb was suspected to grow before removing the surrounding soil using his spiritual energy and sense.

Then, Jonathan used his spiritual energy to raise a massive chunk of soil in front of him.

He exerted some force with his spiritual energy. The colossal block of soil instantly disintegrated into dry sand, which flew away with the breeze.

A thick root, resembling the arm of an adult or a lotus root, was revealed.

“Have I made a mistake?”

Jonathan gazed at the enormous Golden Herb before him with a perplexed expression.

According to the scriptures of the Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique, the Golden Herb started out as a tender shoot before blossoming three years later. It would then shed its petals and enter a ten-year dormancy period before growing to the size of a fingertip.

In sixty years, it could grow up to at least three inches and become a premium herb.

Within a century, it could grow to become as big as a person’s forearm. That was an extreme rarity.

Yet, the Golden Herb in front of him measured over half a meter in length.

Have I stumbled upon a fake herb?

Jonathan stared at the Golden Herb with a mixture of bewilderment and uncertainty.

Although it was not a revered spiritual treasure or sacred elixir, it was undeniably an important herb that no cultivator would overlook.

After all, the mortal flesh was an important asset. Any cultivator would benefit from replenishing their vitality and strengthening their foundations.

Furthermore, the characteristics of the Golden Herb’s growth habitat were too obvious.

No passerby could possibly fail to notice it.

Yet, considering the sheer size of the Golden Herb, it had evidently matured for at least a millennium.

The absence of any human presence within the mountainous expanse allowed it to grow without any disturbances.

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world might well be a

it, he suddenly heard the sound

his sword, he fixed his gaze

meters behind him, a wild boar of a size akin to that of a

huge, imposing tusks, what truly captivated Jonathan’s attention was

talons like that of a majestic

earth, sending an icy

cow and the shape of a pig… Talons instead of hooves… And a bark that sounds like a hound’s?” Jonathan mused

boar opened its monstrous

a resonating bark reverberated through the

“F*ck you!” cursed Jonathan.

while swinging his sword at its back

Sword, he was astonished to

previous strike completely useless?

the beast turned and charged once

cowardice but by the realization that this beast

Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique was not mistaken, this beast was a lilith—one of the ancient

be extinct for

shouldn’t have remained alive till now. Unless… There might be more than one lilith in this small world.

handbell and sprinted down