I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates

“The Blessed Land is of great strategic importance, the Sword Palace and the nine great Sword Peaks are preparing to gather forces to repel the demonic invasion.”

“I have urgent matters to attend to, so I won’t accompany Brother Lu further. After slaying the demons, I’ll come to ask for a cup of Spirit Brew from you.”

Nie Shaoyan cupped his hands, said no more, and directly rode a Sword Light, disappearing into the distance.

“Demonic invasion of the Spirit Ruins Blessed Land? With the ability of the Sword Sect, it shouldn’t be a big problem.”

Lu Xuan stopped in midair, secretly reflecting.

“It’s just that with all comings and goings, it seems my role as a Spirit Plant Master is quite redundant.”

He shook his head and quickly returned to his Cave Abode.

After some hesitation, he still sent a Charm to Jian Huanzhen, seeking permission to join his fellow disciples in heading to the Blessed Land to slay demons and monsters.

Even if the possibility of going to the Spirit Ruins Blessed Land was slim, as a member of the Sword Sect, he should at least have that attitude.

Unexpectedly, Jian Huanzhen’s reaction was more intense than he imagined.

“Junior Brother Lu, you say you want to represent Huanzhen Sword Peak and go to the Spirit Ruins Blessed Land to hunt demons?”

The silver-white flood dragon had just disappeared when Jian Huanzhen’s figure appeared right in front of Lu Xuan, looking more serious than usual.

“Brother Huanzhen, is there something inappropriate about it?”

Lu Xuan asked softly.

“Absurd!”

Jian Huanzhen lightly rebuked, his expression softening a bit.

“You are merely a Spirit Plant Master, how could you risk yourself to the front lines to deal with those dangerous demons?”

Lu Xuan remained silent for a moment.

“In the past, when encountering such matters, I always figured out ways to hide within the sect. Now that I want to go out and have some fun, others disagree.”

He secretly grumbled in his heart.

“Brother, I may be a Spirit Plant Master, but have you forgotten my other identity?”

“I am, after all, a Mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!”

He specifically emphasized to Jian Huanzhen.

“Your Nascent Soul cultivation is indeed true, but between Nascent Souls, even at the same small realm, there can be a vast difference in combat power.”

“Moreover, you focus solely on cultivating Spirit Plants and have no time to practice divine abilities or refine magic treasures.”

Jian Huanzhen solemnly said.

“Brother Huanzhen, rest assured. I have cultivated countless High Rank Sword Grass, and in terms of Sword Dao mastery, I consider myself not inferior to most fellow disciples. Additionally, the Divinity Transformation Ancestor of the sect and the senior brothers have gifted me protective dharma treasures.”

“Along with a considerable fortune, after refining the Tortoise-Crane Primordial Pill, I have acquired numerous powerful treasures, so self-preservation should not be an issue.”

Lu Xuan replied vaguely.

“Without my consent, Junior Brother Lu, you absolutely cannot go to the Spirit Ruins Blessed Land.”

“No matter how many methods you have, if any unexpected incident occurs, the loss to the sect would be incalculable.”

“There are plenty of fellow disciples proficient in combat with strong battle prowess, but such a logistics master like you, Junior Brother Lu, can be counted on one hand.”

“Improving a single High Rank Sword Grass is more important than hunting hundreds or even thousands of demons.”

Jian Huanzhen advised earnestly.

“You speak wisely, Brother, I will remember.”

Lu Xuan nodded helplessly.

“By the way, there’s another major event I must inform you about. Within the next two to three years, the Sword Sect will select a new generation of True Sword Disciples. Within Huanzhen Sword Peak, you have the greatest chances, so there is no time to delay.”

“Compared to becoming a True Sword Disciple, killing a few demons is nothing at all.”

Jian Huanzhen said solemnly.

“True Sword Disciple…”

True Sword Disciples hold a transcendent status within the Sword Sect, each being considered a prospective Sword Master. They are also the Sword Sect’s Divinity Transformation seeds, enjoying a vast tilt of sect resources, and are the most hopeful to breakthrough to Divinity Transformation among their peers.

Even though Lu Xuan already holds a crucial position within the Sword Sect, compared to a True Sword Disciple, he is still slightly inferior. If selected, let alone anything else, he might even get hold of the rumored Ninth grade Sword Grass Spirit Seed.

“Then, I will stay honestly on the Sword Peak for a while, adjust my state, and strive to become a True Sword Disciple.”

Lu Xuan promised to Jian Huanzhen.

“Good, if you need anything from your brother, feel free to ask.”

Jian Huanzhen nodded approvingly and left reassuredly after seeing Lu Xuan say so.

“I have so many divine ability treasure items but no place to use them!”

Watching Jian Huanzhen’s figure disappear into the endless sea of Sword Qi clouds, Lu Xuan chuckled bitterly.

The persona of a Spirit Plant Master was too successfully crafted before, so now when he truly wants to go out and experience, the sect instead forbids him.

“Well then, continue farming and hiding.”

He shrugged and headed into the nearby Spirit Field.

Soon, three months passed.

During this time, messages coming from within the Spirit Ruins Blessed Land arrived like swirling flakes of snow, continuously and without end.

These messages were mixed with joy and sorrow, successfully repelling the demonic invasion, killing countless powerful demons, but the sect also sacrificed many cultivators, even two Early stage Nascent Soul cultivators whose flesh bodies were destroyed, escaping back with only their Nascent Souls.

“Centuries of hard cultivation, destroyed in one night.”

“It seems my cultivation level and divine ability treasure items are still insufficient; I need to accumulate more.”

He thought silently while cultivating Spirit Plants beside him.

“Those two Spirit Marvelous Nourishing Teas have finally matured.”

Each tea tree before him grew a number of tea leaves like green jade, emitting a refreshing, natural aroma that cleared one’s mind and soothed the spirit.

These were the two Spirit Marvelous Nourishing Tea trees that the Pagoda Instrument Spirit helped find, nurtured over the years with Wood Elf Juice nourishment, finally fully mature.

The one that was planted first exhausted its essence after producing five batches of tea leaves, no longer growing new Spirit Marvelous Nourishing Tea leaves.

He carefully harvested a total of nine green tea leaves, his gaze captivated by the nine White Light Groups that emerged in succession.

With a gentle touch, the Light Groups instantly transformed into countless tiny light dots shooting to the sky, converging into numerous slender light rivers, swiftly entering Lu Xuan’s body.

A succession of thoughts flashed through his Sea of Consciousness.

[Harvested Sixth grade Spirit Marvelous Nourishing Tea leaves, obtained Seventh grade Luminous God Storage Pill Recipe.] ✘6

[Harvested Sixth grade Spirit Marvelous Nourishing Tea leaves, obtained Seventh grade Luminous God Storage Pill.] ✘3

“Six Pill Formula Experience Packages, three Luminous God Storage Pills important for the Divine Soul, quite a harvest.”

Although no rare treasures like Stealing God Jade emerged from the Light Groups, Lu Xuan was already satisfied.

After absorbing the torrent of information that entered his Sea of Consciousness, he carefully stored the three Luminous God Storage Pills.

“Huh, why did a Light Group suddenly emerge from the Evergreen Divine Wood?”

While nurturing the Evergreen Divine Wood initially acquired from the Divine Wood Sect, Lu Xuan unexpectedly saw a faintly shimmering White Light Group.

Although the Spiritual Energy purity in his Personal Spatial is comparable to a Cave Heaven, and with occasional Wood Elf Juice for acceleration, it should still be far from fully maturing.

“It should be a Light Group reward that appears after Spirit Plants of a certain age classification reach certain special nodes.”

Having cultivated many aged Spirit Plants before, Lu Xuan quickly figured out the reason, lightly touching the White Light Group hidden amidst the lush branches and leaves.

The Light Group silently shattered, transforming into countless tiny light dots shooting to the sky, swiftly converging into a slender light river, flowing into Lu Xuan’s body.

A thought flashed through his Sea of Consciousness.

[The Seventh Grade Evergreen Divine Wood reached a certain stage, gaining the Refining Pot Technique of the Divine Wood Sect’s prized treasure, the Divine Wood Green Pot.]

As the thought faded, countless information appeared in Lu Xuan’s Sea of Consciousness.

“The Divine Wood Green Pot I anticipated didn’t appear, but rather its refining method did.”

“Well, teaching one to fish is better than giving one a fish. With the Refining Pot Technique of the Divine Wood Green Pot, as long as the quantity is sufficient, there will be no worry over accelerated maturation of Spiritual Objects.”

Lu Xuan thought silently.

“An Evergreen Divine Wood of five hundred years can craft a Seventh Grade Divine Wood Green Pot. I wonder how much stronger the maturation effect of a Green Pot crafted from a thousand-year Divine Wood would be.”

“It’s said that an Evergreen Divine Wood grows for ten thousand years, equivalent to a Ninth grade Spirit Plant. If used to craft a Divine Wood Green Pot, how effective would it be in maturing those Ninth grade or even Innate Spirit Root, Path Fruits?”

Lu Xuan contemplated delightedly.

“However, I must closely guard the secret of possessing the Refining Pot Technique, as any leak leading to the Divine Wood Sect finding out would set an unbreakable feud.”

He warned himself silently in his heart.