Chapter 411: Condensing the Seed of the Wind and Thunder Sword Grass
"Staying within the sect truly brings peace of mind."
Lu Xuan smoothly returned to the sect, feeling the pure and rich spiritual energy within. He greeted the graceful spirit cranes flying around him with affection and couldn't help but reflect.
It was the shelter of a colossal entity like the Sky Sword Sect that allowed him to cultivate spiritual plants in peace, without venturing into secret realms for opportunities, or worrying about deceit, life-and-death struggles.
With his unique abilities in cultivating spiritual plants, along with those miraculous light orb rewards, he carved out a special path within the sect. Gaining powerful strength and a remarkable status, he befriended true disciples, guardian spirit beasts, and even Core Formation True Immortals.
"If it weren't for Ge Pu and three other true disciples, along with the assistance of two mighty spirit beasts, the white jade ape and the azure profound deer, resolving the issue with that Foundation Establishment cultivator turned rogue would not have been so effortless."
"With my current strength, defeating him was likely, but ensuring a complete resolution without leaving any troubles behind was not guaranteed."
Lu Xuan couldn't help but feel a deep sense of gratitude.
"Having such a powerful backing allows an ordinary spiritual plant cultivator like me to farm and cultivate spiritual plants and beasts in tranquility."
Upon returning to his cave dwelling, Lu Xuan headed straight for the spiritual field before even entering his house.
After some time, he saw that the spiritual plants in the field were thriving, each bursting with life and vigor.
"Ah, quite a few Water Firefly Grasses have matured."
Approaching the elongated, azure Water Firefly Grass, his spiritual sense swept over and noticed several translucent progress bars beneath the grasses were fully filled.
"It's time for another swift rise in cultivation."
Lu Xuan, with a smile, picked the grasses one by one.
Out of the newly matured batch of forty-one Water Firefly Grasses, many were of good quality, with a few of superior grade.
After the harvest, forty-one white light orbs quietly appeared on the surface of the spiritual soil, twinkling and enticing Lu Xuan to collect them.
Lu Xuan, with a smile, moved across, absorbing the myriad light orbs into his body almost simultaneously.
"My realm today is thanks to daily diligent practice and hard training!"
"Light orbs, grant me more cultivation progress!"
Thoughts flashed through his mind.
【Harvested a second-grade Water Firefly Grass, gained one year of cultivation.】
After all, a single third-grade Wind and Thunder Sword Grass, though precious, was insignificant compared to the art of seed condensation.
The Sky Sword Sect's Sword Hall, after years of inheritance, had only about twenty complete methods for third-grade Sword Grass seed condensation.
If he could discover the condensing method for Wind and Thunder Sword Grass, Lu Xuan figured he could practically strut around the Sword Hall.
He referred to the condensing method for second-grade ordinary Sword Grass, carefully guiding the nascent black sword gleams on the maturing Wind and Thunder Sword Grass with his spiritual sense.
Numerous fine, active sword gleams were gradually gathered together, continuously compressed and merged, integrating into the plant's interior.
The sword gleams were sharp and difficult to control, often ending in failure during the compression and merging process, sometimes even causing minor damage to the plant itself.
Lu Xuan was not discouraged. Learning from experience, he patiently repeated the process.
Fortunately, he could sense the detailed state of the plant, allowing him to avoid many factors leading to failure.
Gradually, the numerous deep black sword gleams, like tamed horses, slowly merged into the Sword Grass under the fine manipulation of Lu Xuan's keen spiritual sense.
Lu Xuan continued to guide the Sword Grass's vitality, condensing it onto the ultra-compressed, fine sword gleams, gently nurturing them.
After numerous attempts, Lu Xuan finally saw a glimmer of success.
Inside a maturing Wind and Thunder Sword Grass, three barely detectable fine qi strands emerged, sharp yet restrained, possessing a peculiar sense of harmony.
They also emitted an incredibly pure vitality, as if something was being slowly nurtured within.
"I've finally taken the first successful step!"
Lu Xuan felt the changes within the Sword Grass and rejoiced in his heart.
"Next, it's about carefully nurturing these three insignificant qi strands into seeds."
"If successful, I'll then experiment on other growing Wind and Thunder Sword Grasses, finding a proven method for seed condensation."
"Exchanging one mature Sword Grass for three seeds seems hardly worthwhile. However, with experience in condensing seeds, by adjusting and changing some minor aspects, there's still significant room for improvement."
At this moment, Lu Xuan was no longer concerned about the loss of those white light orbs.
As long as he successfully summarized the condensation method, the rewards from the Sword Hall would far exceed the value of countless light orb rewards.