I have an Apocalypse City-Chapter 937 - 938 Three-Color Feather_1

Chapter 937: Chapter 938 Three-Color Feather_1

Chapter 937: Chapter 938 Three-Color Feather_1

Thousand Swords Art!

Song Jian swung his right hand, and the Spirit Sword burst forth, flying towards the Golden Crow Beasts. The Spirit Sword, ablaze with karma fire, dealt massive damage to these ordinary monsters, which had less than ten thousand Vitality Points. Moreover, critical hits were easily triggered;

If it weren’t for the large number of Golden Crows, they probably wouldn’t have had the chance to pounce before being wiped out!

A single use of Thousand Swords Art had decimated the Golden Crow Beasts, leaving only five or six that slipped through the net. The remaining few didn’t attempt to flee but continued to lunge at Song Jian ferociously;

Song Jian wielded his sword, slicing down the remaining beasts one by one. Lan Ling, who had been holding the Rain of Fire Magic Scroll, finally breathed a sigh of relief and quietly put the scroll away;

These large-area magic attack scrolls were one-use items. Although they were extremely powerful, they were also very valuable, and even Lan Ling felt a pang of loss using them. Saving one was saving money;

The slain dozens of Golden Crow Beasts dropped plenty of good items. These were all level fifty or so ordinary monsters, dropping items of level forty-five and above. Although they were mostly blue and green equipment, they were still quite valuable;

“Is this what you’re looking for, the Cloud Pattern Golden Crow Feather?” Song Jian picked up a long feather from the spoils and turned to ask;

This feather was over a foot long, tricolored, with cloud patterns on its surface. As it lightly swayed, a faint fragrance wafted from it, refreshing the mind and clearing the senses. Although it was a blue-quality crafting material, only three such feathers were dropped by the forty or fifty Golden Crow Beasts, indicating its rarity;

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“This is just a Three-Color Feather, it’s worth a bit of money!” Lan Ling glanced at the feather in Song Jian’s hand and curled her lip with a hint of disdain, “What I want is the Nine-Color Feather dropped by a lord-level BOSS, only a fan made of Nine-Color Feathers is worthy of use by my mother!”

“Nine-Color Feather? Alright then, it’s mine!” Song Jian shook his head and collected all the loot into his inventory, then continued following Lan Ling deeper into the canyon;

At first entry, it was just a low depression, but the deeper they went, the more expansive it became. What initially allowed only two or three people to walk side by side had now become a canyon wide enough for a dozen people to walk through together;

The cliffs on both sides were lush with vegetation, and one could occasionally hear the clear chirping of birds and the roars of wild beasts—clearly, it was a rarely trodden place;

For players, a place like this was both loved and hated: loved because such places often held treasures, but hated for the unfamiliarity with the new environment, which could easily result in encounters with monsters beyond one’s strength. If unable to escape, their lives could be lost here;

However, for Song Jian, he naturally loved such places. Along the way, he extended his perception to the maximum, fearing he might miss any treasure;

In no time at all, Song Jian discovered seven or eight precious medicinal herbs. However, unfortunately, these herbs required at least a level ten Medicine Gathering Skill to harvest, and Song Jian’s skill was only level seven. Forcibly harvesting would significantly increase his Medicine Gathering Skill experience, but the quality of the herbs would surely be compromised, losing much of their efficacy, and they might end up being thrown out like trash;

“If Meng Tiantian were here, she would be overjoyed!” The image of Meng Tiantian suddenly appeared in Song Jian’s mind, but then he remembered she still owed him three million Doomsday Coins with a repayment date far in the future, and he felt a twinge of pain in his heart;

“We’ll be near the lord-level BOSS’s lair after a little more walking. Are you sure you can defeat it? If not, you should say so sooner. Little Gold might run fast, but it can’t fly. I’ve already wasted several Teleportation Scrolls,” Lan Ling whispered to Song Jian;

“You’re so rich, yet you care about a few Teleportation Scrolls?” Song Jian couldn’t help but say;

“How could I not care? Do you know how much a Teleportation Scroll sells for?” Lan Ling’s little face instantly revealed a pained expression as she said, “A single scroll can sell for ten thousand Doomsday Coins, it’s expensive!”

Song Jian glanced at her and was suddenly speechless. Just the equipment on her body, if sold off, could probably fetch tens of millions of Doomsday Coins. Some items were priceless and couldn’t be bought with money, yet now she was distressed over ten thousand Doomsday Coins—Song Jian really didn’t understand her way of thinking;

“Let’s get this straight first, once I’ve killed that BOSS, we’re even. The Nine-Color Feather is yours, and the rest of the loot is all mine!” Song Jian thought for a moment and said;

“Fine, fine, fine, that big bird just has a prettier tail feather, what good items could it possibly drop?” Lan Ling said nonchalantly, “As long as you can kill it, I only want the tail feather, the rest is all yours, stingy!”

Song Jian cracked a slight smile and didn’t mind Lan Ling’s attitude, continuing to walk deeper into the canyon;

The further he walked into the canyon, the higher the cliffs on both sides became. The sunlight was no longer able to reach inside. Logically, the temperature should be getting lower, but as he went, Song Jian discovered that the deeper into the canyon he went, the higher the temperature became. The surroundings were already at three to four degrees and ordinary people couldn’t stay in such an environment for too long without risking dehydration and heatstroke;

The trees around were long dead, and all that met the eye was desolate sand and stone. Yet in such harsh conditions, there were even more monsters around;

Desk-sized Sand Scorpions scurried continuously on the ground, making a “sasha sasha” sound. Fortunately, these monsters seemed to be very afraid of the Dragon Lizard Beasts and would keep their distance whenever they sensed their presence;

Seeing this scene, Lan Ling seemed quite proud. She glanced at Song Jian, let out a light snort, held her head high in a prideful manner, as if believing that Song Jian was only getting by thanks to her.

Song Jian didn’t know whether to laugh or cry but could only quicken his pace, wanting to kill the canyon’s lord level BOSS sooner so that he could return earlier;

“Look, look, the BOSS is coming out!” Lan Ling suddenly pointed ahead and shouted loudly;

Song Jian looked up to see a giant Three-legged Golden Crow before him, its body engulfed in roaring flames, perched atop a tall boulder with a majestic demeanor. When it saw a Sand Scorpion rapidly climbing the cliff beside it, the Golden Crow struck like lightning, its long beak instantly piercing through the Scorpion’s hard shell, extracting a clump of soft, white flesh and swallowing it;

The remaining shell, still in the shape of the Sand Scorpion, fell from the cliff and shattered on impact;

“A, a Three-legged Golden Crow? This, this is something that only appears in myths and legends, how could it appear here?” Song Jian was surprised in his heart and looked up involuntarily at the head of the Three-legged Golden Crow;

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