I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates

"Taoist friend Mu, how do you view the recent situation in the Cultivation World?"

As the wine reached its peak, Lu Xuan sipped a bit of True Sword Liquid and asked aloud.

"Friend Lu, are you referring to the invasion of the Evil Demons?"

"Although my power is modest and I don’t have much confidence in myself, I am still quite confident in repelling the Evil Demons."

Wood Daoren swirled his wine glass, which shimmered with a faint light, filled with countless fine sword threads mingled in the Spiritual Liquid.

"From what I understand, incidents like the invasion of Evil Demons, although not common, have occurred before and were eventually resolved through the united efforts of the major powers in the Cultivation World."

"So, Friend Lu, you need not worry about this."

He said, trying to reassure Lu Xuan.

"Lu Mou only feels that the scale of the Evil Demon invasion this time is slightly larger."

"By the way, Taoist friend Mu, are you aware of a similar event that occurred decades ago in the East Wasteland?"

"I have heard of it; it was said to be extremely tragic, causing massive casualties among the cultivators in the East Wasteland, almost like a human hell."

"But Friend Lu, you might be more acquainted with the power of the Seven Realms of Central Continent."

"Just the Liyang Region alone is far stronger than the entire East Wasteland, not to mention the Sea Tower Chamber of Commerce might not even be weaker than that."

"Therefore, when facing the invasion of the Evil Demons, the responses of the two regions will be vastly different."

Wood Daoren’s tone carried a hint of superiority. @@novelbin@@

Upon hearing this, Lu Xuan nodded lightly.

Although there was some truth in what the other said, it in no way affected his plans.

No matter how rampant the Evil Demons were, his original intention to stay holed up in his Cave Abode and farm would never change.

If the Liyang Region or the entire Central Continent showed signs of defeat, he would just run away again.

The past experience of the Sky Sword Sect’s relocation had already given him plenty of experience.

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"If there is any major incident, please contact Lu Mou as soon as possible,"

Lu Xuan Laughed as he spoke to Wood Daoren.

The elder blushed and nodded vigorously.

"Of course!"

"Friend Lu, you focus solely on cultivating Spiritual Plants and are not adept at Fight law, yet you have accomplished Transformation Stage in Spirit Plant Mastery; it would be a major loss for the Commerce Association if the Evil Demons were to harm you,"

"No matter what, the Commerce Association will not let you fall into peril."

Wood Daoren said, his tone tinged with a hint of bitterness.

He had to admit that even though he was protected by clan elders at the Nascent Soul Realm, his position in the commerce association might very well be inferior to that of the Loose Cultivator Spirit Plant Master before him.

The two chatted leisurely for a long time, and as the elder saw the sky getting late through the thunderous sky, he bid farewell to Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan escorted him outside the Cave Abode, watching his figure completely disappear into the horizon before returning to the courtyard.

"No matter the turmoil outside, I just need to take care of my own patch of land."

Lu Xuan’s Spiritual Sense swept over the Spirit Fields inside the Cave Abode, feeling utterly peaceful.

With those high-rank Spirit Plants, he had the confidence to continue cultivating Spirit Plants unwaveringly under such circumstances.

In the house, Lu Xuan sat cross-legged with a small verdant pot floating in front of him.

A pale green light slowly circulated on the surface of the pot, with a green Spiritual Energy wafting out from the mouth of the pot, imbuing a sense of natural comfort.

Lu Xuan’s mind flickered, and wisps of pale green Spiritual Energy flowed from his fingertips.

The Spiritual Energy was indeed Qingmu Origin Energy, which under his guidance, floated towards the Divine Wood Green Pot and transformed into a faint Qingmu mist, seeping into the Verdant Small Pot.

The intrusion of the Evil Demon increased his sense of crisis, leading him to infuse the Qingmu Origin Energy into the Divine Wood Green Pot for a longer period than usual.

The pure grassy Spiritual Energy stored within the Small Pot could perhaps play a crucial role at some future moment.

Previously, during a life-and-death crisis triggered by the Green Horn Thunder Son, Lu Xuan had used it to ripen the newly planted Sixth Grade Sky Origin Fruit, obtaining a Seventh Grade Lifespan Extending Spirit Pill. This allowed the Thunder Son, whose time was nearly up, to return to its peak and fend off three Nascent Soul True Monarchs, saving the entire Thunder Behemoth Tribe.

At that time, the lifeforce of the grass stored for many years was almost entirely depleted, and Lu Xuan had to continue infusing Qingmu Origin Energy for a long time, only occasionally using a small part, thereby saving up about half a bottle.

A complete process for storing and transforming Qingmu Origin Energy was already established.

Massive planting and refining of Foundation Establishment Pills’ main material, Third-grade Primordial Essence Herb, would eventually produce the Nascent Soul Grass Orb upon maturation.

Once the Qingmu Origin Energy in his Dantian was nearly depleted, it could be replenished by refining and absorbing the Nascent Soul Grass Orbs.

Thus, after double absorption and transformation, he could continuously store pure grassy Spiritual Energy into the Divine Wood Green Pot.

After infusing Qingmu Origin Energy, Lu Xuan allowed the Divine Wood Green Pot to slowly transform while his mind sunk into the Sea of Consciousness to cultivate the"Starlitting Thought".

In the boundless depths of his Sea of Consciousness, a profound star hung high in the sky, its dim starlight sprinkling down, illuminating most of Lu Xuan’s Sea of Consciousness.

He placed his Spiritual Sense on the star and operated the Sixth Grade Thought Method.

Instantly, the star slowly rotated, and Lu Xuan’s Spiritual Sense seemed to be gently soothed by a warm force, slowly growing stronger bit by bit.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, several months had gone by.

Soft cracking sounds came from the ground, as thin frost was trampled into countless fragments.

"The Ice Firefly Grass has matured, and again a large wave of cultivation rewards awaits."

Lu Xuan looked at the vast expanse of linked azure, slender leaves in front of him, a smile appearing on his face.

"I indeed nearly devoted all my energy to cultivating spiritual plants, never experiencing what it’s like to be in secluded cultivation."

"Who would have thought that farming would increase my cultivation speed so much faster than cultivating by myself?"

He recalled his last conversation with Wood Daoren, chuckling lightly.

Immediately, he harvested over eighty fully matured Ice Firefly Grasses, leaving about twenty for seed condensation.

Eighty White Light Groups quietly emerged.

Lu Xuan’s figure flashed, like a streak of light passing by, and in an instant, all the light groups burst like fireworks, scattering countless tiny points of light into the sky.

The light points seemed attracted by Lu Xuan below, swiftly converging towards him, forming into streams of light rivers entering his body.

One after another, thoughts flashed through his Sea of Consciousness like a horse race lantern.

[Harvested a Third-rank Ice Glowworm Grass, obtained five years of cultivation.]

[Harvested a Third-rank Ice Glowworm Grass, obtained a Fourth Grade Treasure Item Ice Marrow Spirit Brew.]

[Harvested...]

…

As thoughts vanished, a massive amount of Spiritual Power appeared out of nowhere in Lu Xuan’s body, even triggering a huge Spiritual Energy Whirlpool nearby.

Spiritual Power surged like raging waves, violently crashing throughout his limbs and bones.

Lu Xuan stood in place, operating the"Mysterious Sky Clear Subtle Method", rapidly absorbing and converting the massive Spiritual Power.

The Spiritual Energy Whirlpool gradually calmed, and his massive internal Spiritual Power turned into droplets of pale blue Spiritual Liquid, falling into the Qi Sea in his Core Field.

Lu Xuan’s Spiritual Sense momentarily blurred, his Dantian Qi Sea invisibly expanded, and his internal energy surged.

He felt a sensation, his face breaking into a smile.

"I’ve reached the late stage of Core Formation."