I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates

Chongxu Sword Peak.

Lu Xuan rolled up a Sword Light and entered Ge Pu’s Cave Abode.

“Brother Ge, I heard that you returned safely from the Spirit Ruins Blessed Land. I especially came to celebrate with you.”

As soon as he entered the Cave Abode, he laughed and said to the approaching Ge Pu, handing him two bottles of Green Lotus Wine.

“Junior Brother Lu, you are very thoughtful. I have been craving this Green Lotus Wine for a long time.”

Ge Pu’s face showed a trace of a smile.

It’s been two years since the demonic beast incident at the Spirit Ruins Blessed Land, and it’s clear that he has changed quite a bit over the past two years. His black and white pupils appear deeper, exuding a touch of the essence of Yin Yang Dao.

Although there is a significant gap in their cultivation levels, Lu Xuan insisted on addressing him by the previous title used in the Sky Sword Sect, and Ge Pu couldn’t argue, so he let it be.

“Brother, these past two years in the Spirit Ruins Blessed Land, fighting life and death battles with demonic creatures day and night, it seems your cultivation has advanced quite a bit.”

The two entered a quiet courtyard, and Lu Xuan laughed and said.

“My cultivation progress has been average, but my fighting skills have indeed improved, and I have accumulated a lot of experience dealing with various demonic creatures.”

Ge Pu said warmly.

“In life-and-death situations, indeed, a cultivator’s potential can be stimulated.”

“Unfortunately, Junior Brother has been staying in the sect for too long, with very little fight law experience. If you encounter a demonic creature, it’s inevitable to feel a bit flustered.”

Lu Xuan gave a bitter smile.

His mention of feeling flustered carried a different meaning—

There are too many Magic Treasures, and it’s difficult to choose what to use against the demonic creatures.

“By the way, Brother Ge, how is the current situation at the Spirit Ruins Blessed Land?”

“The demonic creatures are either dead or retreated. The sect has basically secured the Blessed Land, and fellow disciples who went to eliminate the demonic creatures have gradually returned to the sect, leaving only a few to guard the Blessed Land, just in case.”

“That’s good to hear.”

Lu Xuan nodded in agreement.

After asking Ge Pu for information about various demonic creatures and having a good drink with him, he returned to the Cave Abode.

That day, as he was cultivating spiritual plants in the Cave Abode, a familiar voice sounded outside.

“Is Junior Brother Lu in the Cave Abode?”

Lu Xuan’s Divine Sense swept over, and it was none other than Mo Yuanfeng, the only True Sword Disciple of Huanzhen Sword Peak.

“Senior Brother Mo, long time no see.”

He hurriedly went out to meet him.

“This time, I’ve come to disturb Junior Brother Lu on the Sword Master’s orders to inform you about the sect’s true disciple selection.”

Mo Yuanfeng said with a smile.

“I am willing to hear the details.”

Lu Xuan made a cup of True Sword Elixir for Mo Yuanfeng and sat down beside him.

“True Sword Disciples are selected by the sect from the most outstanding young generation of the nine great Sword Summit, generally held once every hundred years, targeting the Inner Sect Disciples around the Nascent Soul stage.”

“Those at the Nascent Soul Realm have a greater chance of being selected, but if one’s talent and potential are as dazzling as the sun, moon, and stars, then it’s not impossible to become a true disciple even at the Condensing Pill Realm.”

Mo Yuanfeng talked eloquently.

“At that time, the sect will gather the most outstanding young generation from the nine great Sword Summit to be jointly evaluated by the Divinity Transformation Ancestors.”

“The evaluation factors are severalfold, with the most important being the Inner Sect Disciple’s aptitude, talent, and potential. With your Immaculate Spirit Body, your talent is already among the top ranks.”

“Furthermore, at over three hundred years old, you have already reached the Mid Nascent Soul Stage, showing immense potential.”

“Additionally, there’s the disciple’s own strength. Though you have less fight law experience, your cultivation realm can completely surpass other Inner Sect Disciples.”

“Lastly, it’s the contribution to the sect. I won’t need to elaborate on this.”

“It’s no exaggeration to say that, in this aspect, the combined contribution of other Inner Sect Disciples does not surpass yours.”

Mo Yuanfeng’s eyes flashed with a trace of pride.

“In that case, unless several once-in-a-millennium prodigies suddenly appear, you, Junior Brother Lu, are practically guaranteed to be chosen as a true disciple.”

“At that time, Huanzhen Sword Peak will have one more true disciple, significantly enhancing its strength.”

“Thanks to Senior Brother’s kind words.”

Lu Xuan humbly said.

Mo Yuanfeng then described some of the details of his past experiences before taking his leave.

Half a year later.

Lu Xuan, with a solemn expression, entered deep into the Sword Palace with fourteen others, all from the other eight Sword Peaks.

Among them, including himself, were seven Nascent Soul cultivators, with the other six at the Early Nascent Soul Stage, and the remaining eight at the Golden Core Late Stage. Each one was an exceptional talent, standing out among their peers.

“Brother Lu, I am Huang Kun from Hundred Artisans Sword Peak, having recently advanced to Nascent Soul. It’s an honor to meet you.”

A young cultivator with a gentle and jade-like demeanor followed closely behind Lu Xuan, speaking through voice transmission.

“So it’s Junior Brother Huang.”

Lu Xuan nodded slightly.

He had frequent interactions with Hundred Artisans Sword Peak and had met this junior before.

“I didn’t expect to encounter Brother Lu in this selection, which means one less spot for the Sword Child.”

Huang Kun slightly shook his head imperceptibly.

“Junior Brother is mistaken in saying so. The True Sword Disciple selection is based on each individual’s true ability, and as a Spirit Plant Master, my chances of being selected are not very high.”

Lu Xuan paused and spoke to comfort him.

“Brother Lu is too modest. Among the candidates here, only three are qualified to compete with you.”

“From Chongxu Sword Peak, there’s Zhuo Yue, with a Golden Core Late Stage cultivation level and an exceedingly rare Moonlight Dao Body, capable of automatically absorbing Moonlight Spiritual Energy from the void to condense a Moonlight Body, making the path of future cultivation smooth. She’s not yet a hundred years old and is only a step away from breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage.”

Lu Xuan glanced at a cold and elegant lady ahead, who wore a thin gauze Magic Artifact, immersed in moonlight, appearing extremely mysterious.

“Next to Zhuo Yue is that fellow disciple with a star marking on his forehead named Qi Zhou, from Qingwei Sword Peak, possessing a Star Body no less remarkable than the Moonlight Dao Body, constantly absorbing Star Power to temper the flesh body and Divine Soul to enhance cultivation.”