Chapter 437: Swords Give Birth to Lotuses

Chapter 437: Swords Give Birth to Lotuses

In the Sword Hall, a heated argument echoed through a serene and elegant chamber, the voices sharp as swords, seemingly piercing through the eardrums.

"Brother Shen, I implore you to grant me that Green Lotus Sword Grass seed," a tall, bald cultivator with a solemn expression pleaded towards Shen Ye, who sat calmly at one end of the room.

The monk bore a colossal stone sword on his back, its surface marred with innumerable cracks of varying sizes, stained with the dark-red blood of countless demonic beasts and evil spirits.

Despite his aura of countless slaughters and the dense murderous aura that enveloped him, the bald cultivator's demeanor was somewhat subdued.

"Brother Shen, you know my current plight. My trusty flying sword is beyond repair, and not even the most outstanding swordsmith in the hall can restore it," he earnestly stated.

"Therefore, the rare emergence of this Green Lotus Sword Grass seed is of paramount importance to me. I hope you can fulfill my request. This kindness will be remembered for a lifetime."

His earnest plea stemmed from a desperate desire for the Green Lotus Sword Grass seed.

Even within the Sword Hall, a fourth-grade sword grass seed was exceedingly rare, and its appearance would incite a fierce competition among the sword cultivators.

The value of the Green Lotus Sword Grass seed ranked high among fourth-grade sword grasses, making it even more coveted.

His flying sword was indeed severely damaged. If he could obtain the Green Lotus Sword Grass seed and nurture it with care, achieving a spiritual connection with the sword grass, he might obtain a rare sword artifact.

With prolonged nourishment of spirit and spiritual power, there was a slim chance to refine the sword grass into a magical treasure.

Thus, he was so keen on acquiring the Green Lotus Sword Grass seed from Shen Ye.

"Brother Xiong, your sword may have sustained some damage, but with your means, repairing it shouldn't be an issue," Shen Ye replied.

"Unlike me, facing the twilight of my years, I can only vie for the sword grass seed, striving for a chance to breakthrough to Core Formation."

A diminutive elder with a sullen expression and a long, thin sword scar on his forehead, concealing a terrifying sword qi, interjected.

In the Sky Sword Sect, known for its swordsmanship, the majority of powerful sword cultivators resided in the Sword Hall. With over twenty cultivators at the peak of Foundation Establishment and

the hall's millennia of research on sword grass condensation, the importance of Lu Xuan's discovery was clear.

As they departed, Shen Ye retrieved a seed from his storage bag. At first glance, the seed resembled a lotus seed, the size of a pigeon's egg and jade-green. Upon closer inspection, its surface appeared composed of numerous slender sword blades, teeming with sword intent, as if ready to unleash formidable sharpness.

"This is the Green Lotus Sword Grass seed, specially reserved for you, Lu Xuan," Shen Ye said, also handing over a deep cyan jade slip containing the cultivation method for the Green Lotus Sword Grass and the fourth-grade "Green Lotus Sword Scripture," urging discretion.

Lu Xuan accepted them with a smile, delighted by the acquisition of a fourth-grade sword grass seed and sword scripture without spending a single spirit stone.

The joy of a free gain!

Expressing his gratitude once more, Lu Xuan bid farewell and returned to his mountain. Eagerly, he leapt from the chubby bird and located an empty spot in his spiritual field.

Applying the Earth Attraction Technique, he carefully inserted the seed resembling a lotus seed into a slender crack in the spirit soil, focusing his mind on the seed.

"The Green Lotus Sword Grass, a fourth-grade spiritual plant, nurtured by Green Lotus Sword Qi, matures to form illusions of Green Lotus Sword Intent. Integrating with the sword grass, it can unleash varied and potent attacks at will."

"Swords Give Birth to Lotuses."

"Another fourth-grade sword grass," Lu Xuan chuckled, now with three distinct fourth-grade sword grasses in his spiritual field: the Thousand Owls Sword grass, the Sword Peacock, and the newly acquired Green Lotus Sword Grass.

Each sword grass had its unique characteristics: the Thousand Owls Sword grass brimmed with spirit, capable of manifesting ferocious bird sword intents; the Sword Peacock concealed deadly power within its splendor, capable of forming sword formations; while the Green Lotus Sword Grass could form endless variations of the Green Lotus illusion.

"It seems I'll need to spend considerable time studying the 'Green Lotus Sword Scripture' to properly cultivate the Green Lotus Sword Grass," Lu Xuan sighed.

"Who knew my simple wish to farm would inadvertently make me a swordsmanship expert?"