I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates

Soon, his divine sense locked onto a blood-red vine.

The vine was entwined with a faint black light and occasionally emitted a slight rumble of thunder; it was the Eighth Grade Spirit Plant, Blood Nether Thunder Gourd.

“The remnants of the Bone-Eroding Yin Thunder that nourished the Blood Nether Thunder Gourd are still present; we just need to accelerate its maturity.”

“For Ninth Grade Spirit Plants, besides accelerated maturation, various harsh conditions are needed, so let’s first mature this Blood Nether Thunder Gourd.”

Lu Xuan made up his mind, and silver-white wings flashing with lightning unfolded behind him, bringing him instantly to the Blood Nether Thunder Gourd.

With a thought, the remaining seven drops of Creation Spirit Dew appeared before him.

One drop of Creation Spirit Dew silently fell on the blood-red vine.

Instantly, the black-red thunder light on the vine crackled like numerous serpents frantically writhing.

His mind focused on the Blood Nether Thunder Gourd, and he could see the translucent progress bar below advancing visibly.

Next, the second drop.

A blood-red flower, vivid and dripping, grew on the vine.

The third drop.

A small gourd emanating pure blood light gradually emerged, greedily absorbing the dense vitality within the Creation Spirit Dew.

The fourth drop.

The Blood Nether Thunder Gourd was getting closer to maturity, and Lu Xuan judged, by looking at the progress bar below, that there was no need to waste the fifth drop of Creation Spirit Dew. He then took out the Divine Wood Green Pot and Wood Elf Juice.

An endless flow of light green plant spirit aura continuously rushed towards the Blood Nether Thunder Gourd, and after consuming a full six drops of Wood Elf Juice, the translucent progress bar below finally filled up.

Lu Xuan suppressed the joy in his heart and carefully picked the Blood Nether Thunder Gourd.

Within his divine perception, in the blood-red gourd lay an extremely sinister Blood Nether Yin Thunder. If the flesh body came into contact with it, it would instantly turn to blood, while also possessing a powerful defiling ability against magic treasures and divine souls.

He didn’t have time to inspect it closely, for his gaze was caught by a white light cluster that appeared afterward.

Reaching out to gently touch the surface of the light cluster, countless tiny points of light exploded like fireworks, blooming into an endless rain of light, which swiftly condensed into a light river tinged with faint red blood that surged into Lu Xuan’s body.

At the same time, a thought flashed through his sea of consciousness.

[Gained Blood Nether Thunder Gourd of the Eighth Grade, acquired the secret Blood Nether Seal.]

A blood-colored palm appeared out of thin air in front of Lu Xuan, and the blood light burst forth, dyeing nearly a hundred feet around him crimson.

At the moment the blood palm appeared, Lu Xuan only felt the blood in his body boil instantly, as if it wanted to leave his body and merge into the blood palm.

“This blood palm is quite sinister.”

He suppressed the restless boiling blood, focused his mind on it, and immediately understood detailed information concerning this blood-red palm.

[Blood Nether Seal, the secret technique of the Ancient Evil Sect Netherworld Sect, refined using the essence blood of countless high-order cultivators and demon beasts. It can devour the essence blood of all spirits, instantly corrode a cultivator’s flesh body and divine soul, and has a powerful defiling effect on nascent souls and magic treasures. The more essence blood it devours, the more powerful it becomes. When practiced to the extreme, it can instantly obliterate a Primordial Infant Cultivator.]

“What a vicious secret technique!”

Lu Xuan couldn’t help but marvel.

“Previously, for cultivating those Underworld Spiritual Plants, the Inch Book still stored many types of High Rank Monster Beast Essence Blood, which can now be put to use.”

“However, being a True Sword Disciple of the Sword Sect, using such evil methods wouldn’t be appropriate. I’ll hand over both the Blood Nether Seal and Blood Nether Thunder Gourd to the White Lotus Avatar.”

“Anyway, he has already practiced “Netherworld True Water Prohibition Law” from the Netherworld Sect, so adding another Blood Nether Seal wouldn’t hurt.”

Lu Xuan nodded with a smile. The White Lotus Avatar, who had been refining magic treasures, instantly appeared before him, initially refining the Blood Nether Seal and storing it within his body.

“At the eighth-grade level, the Divine Wood Green Pot and Wood Elf Juice can only win by quantity.”

Recalling the consumption of the Divine Wood Green Pot and Wood Elf Juice just now, he sighed inwardly.

At present, he had only three drops of Eighth Grade Creation Spirit Dew left, one wisp of Eighth Grade Mysterious Natural Secret Qi, and a cluster of Ninth Grade All Things Mother Spirit Essence. Though these sounded impressive, compared to the eighth and ninth-grade spirit plants he cultivated, they were insignificant.

After cultivating numerous Spirit Plants in his personal spatial abode, Lu Xuan returned to his cave abode.

Sitting cross-legged on the Nine-grade Lotus Platform, his mind instantly felt peaceful and calm, with a refreshing stream flowing through his entire body and finally converging in the depths of his sea of consciousness.

In that instant, his thoughts became unprecedentedly active, as if he could comprehend all the world’s difficulties.

It was the residual effect of the Enlightenment Bodhi he had previously consumed.

Coupled with the assistance of the Nine-grade Lotus Platform and his deep understanding of the Thunder Method, his comprehension speed for the Innate Wind Thunder Escape surpassed that of the Sleeve Universe Technique he studied before.

The time spent in spirit plant cultivation and divine skill practice always passed swiftly.

On this day, Lu Xuan was invited to the Hundred Artisans Sword Peak to attend a small gathering of fellow Primordial Infant cultivators from the same sect.

He was familiar with most of the Primordial Infant Cultivators present, and those few he hadn’t met before became noticeably more enthusiastic upon hearing his name.

Lu Xuan, being a Spirit Plant Master known throughout the Dongxuan Sword Sect as the strongest logistic support in history, was famed within the sect.

“Have you all heard of the major event about to happen within the sect?”

Li Xuanchen said mysteriously.

As a Sword Palace Elder with a mid Nascent Soul cultivation level, the information he obtained was naturally more and faster than other cultivators.

“What major event? Please, Brother Li, do enlighten us.”

A middle-aged cultivator from the Pure Yang Sword Summit asked curiously.

“Due to the increasing audacity of the demonic forces, the Sword Sect’s realm has become tumultuous, with numerous cultivators meeting their demise as a result from it.”

“Therefore, the sect plans to join forces with ten large sects from nearby realms to launch proactive strikes, jointly clearing out the demonic forces lurking around, restoring peace to each realm.”