I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts-Chapter 292 - 191: Alien Race Medicine Valley

The next day.

The sky had just lightened when Chen Zui woke Han Zhan.

"Let's go, we should depart."

"So early?" Han Zhan glanced at the sky, somewhat surprised.

He had drunk the previous day and was still a bit tipsy, not completely sober yet.

"The Mimosa only blooms for an hour, right at the break of dawn when day and night alternates."

"If we miss this window, we'll have to wait another day."

Is there really such a requirement?

Han Zhan nodded without asking further questions. After quickly preparing, he left the city gates with Chen Zui.

Elder Bing did not accompany them.

After all, outside was the territory of the Alien Race, reducing the target's size and increasing concealment for safety was necessary.

Elder Bing's Precepts ability had too many uncertain factors when dealing with sudden crises.

Unlike Elder Bing, Chen Zui's abilities were relatively stable. As a brewer, his abilities could be summed up in one sentence:

All in the wine.

By brewing different wines, he could possess different techniques, somewhat similar to the knights of the Sun Never Sets Knight Order.

But with a different focus.

The Knight's Aura of the Sun Never Sets Knight Order was simple and direct; Chen Zui's wine had a higher degree of derivation, with distinct traits.

The combination of Han Zhan and Chen Zui could calmly return to Buried Sword City as long as they didn't encounter particularly dangerous situations.

"Here." After leaving Buried Sword City, Chen Zui tossed a small flask of wine to Han Zhan.

"Bright Eyes Wine. Drink it all, lasts for half an hour."

Straightforward and concise.

Han Zhan noticed the Anti-Xia Alliance had a habit of drinking morning wine. Was it spread from Buried Sword City?

He thought while drinking from the small flask in one gulp.

Chen Zui's wines had varying degrees of alcohol content. This Bright Eyes Wine had very low alcohol content, akin to a beverage, with a faint fruity aroma.

After drinking it, when Han Zhan looked around again, the dim environment indeed became much brighter, with immediate effect.

He saw that Chen Zui had already taken out a second bottle of wine.

"Tiger Power Wine, enhances stamina and strength."

This wine had a slightly higher alcohol content than Bright Eyes Wine, a bit spicy to taste.

This time, however, Han Zhan didn't noticeably feel the enhancement effect it was supposed to bring.

"Tiger Power Wine has no effect on me?"

Chen Zui scrutinized him for a moment but wasn't too surprised.

"This can happen. Some people's physical attributes have already reached their limits; my wines' enhancement effects would be greatly diminished, it's possible not to feel anything."

"I just didn't expect your flesh body strength to have reached the limit too?"

If based on the amplification from Celestial Serpent Body + Five Urgent Locks + Fu Xi Zither Dragon Soaring Technique.

The possibility of further enhancing bodily strength is indeed quite low.

Chen Zui then brought out Light Spirit Wine, Thick Earth Wine, Life Spring Wine, and so on.

Lots of bottles and jars.

Most seemed to have no effect on him, so Han Zhan didn't try them.

He ultimately only drank the Bright Eyes Wine for enhancing vision, Spiritual Source Wine for enhancing Spiritual Power recovery speed, and Illusion Destruction Wine for boosting mental resilience.

Compared to him, Chen Zui drank like a fish.

A rough estimate, at least twenty or thirty bottles, leaving him slightly tipsy.

Han Zhan finally understood why Chen Zui was named so.

After preparations, they quickened their pace towards the Alien Race Medicine Valley.

The Alien Race Medicine Valley was simply known as Medicine Valley; it had no other name.

Its origins are unknown.

The only known fact is that many rare medicinal ingredients grow here, and common ones are countless.

Consequently, the valley attracts numerous Aliens, wandering here in search of desired herbs or foods.

The Mimosa was at the shaded side of the valley. When Han Zhan and the others arrived, it was exactly the blooming time for the Mimosa.

Countless tiny purple flowers bloomed densely on the shady slope, glistening brightly.

"Why aren't there any Aliens here?"

Han Zhan emitted a faint sanguine aura; earlier on the road, he casually used Sword Slash on some low-level aliens who didn't know their place.

But on the grassland where the Mimosa bloomed, no traces of alien activity were evident.

"If I told you that walking here might inexplicably lead you into a Consciousness World, from which there's no return, would you stay?"

"No."

"Well then, not all Aliens are brainless creatures; they too seek fortune and avoid doom."

"Besides, who said there are no Aliens here!"

As Chen Zui finished speaking, he lightly stepped on the grass of the slope.

Rustle.

Though faint, the nearest Mimosa flowers shook suddenly.

Then, Han Zhan saw the originally large-as-a-palm Mimosa flowers disintegrate inch by inch, turning into tiny floating mayflies in the air.

These mayflies swiftly flew toward the source of the disturbance.

Chen Zui wore a grave expression and took out a special material wine jar, uncovering its seal.

A foul aroma of distiller's grain emanated.

The stench was so strong Han Zhan instinctively covered his nose.

"What are these glowing purple dots, these mayfly things?"

"Why do you think it's called Mimosa?" Chen Zui asked while covering his nose.

The name of Mimosa?

"These insects, they are the Mimosa?"

"Yes, Mimosa larvae; they specifically feed on the light from Mimosa, attaching themselves to the flower."

"They have a symbiotic relationship; Mimosa provides them light as food, and they help Mimosa fend off enemies."

"Don't underestimate these Mimosa larvae; even the tiniest one can invade your brain if not quickly dealt with, usurping your consciousness."

Isn't that just like the Brain-Eating Beast?

With such effects from one, how many could there be in this sea of endless Mimosa flowers!

Watching the startled Mimosa larvae fly into the wine jar, Han Zhan continued to ask: "Is this wine dreg your method to deal with them?"

"Correct, they are extremely sensitive to smells; even without disturbance, abnormal scents alert them, attacking the source."

"The wine dreg can attract them, buying us time to pick the Mimosa."

As Chen Zui's words ended.

The Mimosa larvae flew into the wine jar filled with dregs, and he took this chance to successfully pick the blooming Mimosa, placing them into another storage bag.

"Picking Mimosa requires skill; you must be patient, can't be too fast, or you'll provoke the larvae, so I always gather a limited amount of Mimosa each time."

"You..."

As Chen Zui turned to give Han Zhan a jar of dreg, his words got caught in his throat.

Because he saw Han Zhan wave his hand, causing all the Mimosa within a certain radius to transform into purple light spots, converging to his hand!