The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl

Chapter 202: A Grass-Eating Snake?

However, only Wind Breath Grass older than five years possesses such effects.

Moreover, the Wind Breath Grass required for refining the Jade Marrow Pill needs to be over ten years old. Xin Lin estimated visually that among the large patch of Wind Breath Grass, only a small portion could be used for medicinal purposes.

Xin Lin looked at the cliff, which was uneven and roughly fifty to sixty feet high, and there were a few pine trees as thick as bowls growing on it.

It was around dusk now, and Xin Lin dared not delay any longer. She exerted force with her feet as if stepping on a spring, leaping several meters high, and aiming for a foothold to climb up the cliff.

She used her hands and feet together, climbing up swiftly like a gecko.

The fragrance of the Wind Breath Grass was getting closer; it was just a few meters away.

But at that moment, the fresh scent of the herbs vanished, replaced by a foul stench that hit her face, and there was a faint rustling sound by her ears.

Xin Lin felt a chill down her spine and turned her head to meet a pair of eyes.

A pair of snake eyes as big as lanterns met Xin Lin’s gaze.

At the other end of the Wind Breath Grass, there lay an Emerald Python as thick as a bowl; its color nearly matched the Wind Breath Grass, and one wouldn’t notice it without a close look.

(Get lost. This is my territory.)

Clearly, the Green Python’s target was also the Wind Breath Grass; it arrogantly glared at Xin Lin.

"Do snakes eat grass nowadays?"

Xin Lin was speechless.

Mr. Python, can you live like an actual snake?

Hiss―

Seeing that Xin Lin didn’t recognize the hints and refused to back away, the big snake spat out a cluster of green mist.

Xin Lin, quick-witted and alert, rolled to the side before the green mist could draw near.

The moment that green mist touched the cliff, it immediately corroded a large hole, showing the extreme toxicity of the Green Python.

Xin Lin shrank her neck; some troubles are better avoided. No wonder Jiang Qing said that Wind Breath Grass is hard to harvest.

She quickly retreated, slipping down the cliff.

(Coward)

Seeing that her opponent was driven away by its breath, the Green Python grew even more smug.

Slowly it coiled up the patch of flourishing Wind Breath Grass and swiftly slithered towards the other end of the cliff.

Soon, a cave appeared in the other end of the cliff.

The cave was large, and the python slithered into it.

After a while, the Green Python came out again; it was getting dark, and night was approaching.

At this hour every day, the animals in Qin Mountain return to their nests, making it an excellent time for hunting.

The cunning Green Python knew this was the time to hunt.

After the rustling sound, the Green Python slithered far away.

But just then, a small head poked out from the other end of the cliff.

Once sure the Green Python had slithered far away, Xin Lin exerted strength in her hands and feet, sneaking into the cave.

Inside the cave was moist and slippery, resembling a sheep’s intestines, twisting and dim.

Xin Lin squinted her eyes; Fu Xi’s Energy gathered at the bottom of her eyes. Being small and bending her waist, it wasn’t too difficult for her to navigate through the python’s den.

The foul stench of decay had disappeared, replaced instead by the fragrance of medicinal herbs.

In the deepest part of the snake cave, there lay a bed of soft grass, with a plethora of white bones scattered beside it.

"Wind Breath Grass!"

Of course, a Green Python wouldn’t actually eat grass. For animals, the greatest use of Wind Breath Grass is to line their nests. Whether birds or nest-dwelling reptiles like snakes, all like to use it to warm their nests.

Even the most experienced hunters might not know such a use for Wind Breath Grass, and Xin Lin knew it only because of the records in the Mystical Medicine Book.

Chu Beiqing mentioned it casually in the Pharmacopoeia, and it was only thanks to Xin Lin’s good memory that she remembered.