You Cultivate, I Farm

Chapter 417: My Sword Sheath Is Thirsty

"A fifth-grade magical artifact!"

"And a special one aimed at the soul!"

Lu Xuan was overjoyed. Although the Soul Piercing Spike in his hand had a single function, its effect was incredibly powerful.

Artifacts targeting the soul were exceedingly rare and hard to defend against, catching opponents off guard.

"Another fifth-grade treasure added to my collection."

"With my skill in illusion, the ability to scout over large areas with the Void Nightmare Eye, the Pure Yang True Fire Scroll containing the most yang and most rigid Pure Yang True Fire, the spatial treasure Gluttonous Insect Pouch, and now this fifth-grade Soul Piercing Spike, I reckon few true disciples within the sect can match my wealth."

A smile played at the corners of Lu Xuan's lips.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

With a thought, Lu Xuan summoned the chubby bird, communicating with it through spiritual consciousness, and arrived outside the Sword Hall in no time.

Crossing through the sword qi barriers, he ascended a towering peak shaped like a sharp sword.

After settling the chubby bird, a disciple from the Sword Hall came over to take it away, promising to retrieve it later.

"Senior Brother Shen."

Lu Xuan greeted Shen Ye upon finding him.

"Junior Brother Lu, you've arrived."

Shen Ye said warmly, smiling.

"Could you please take me to the Sword Pool?"

"Of course." Shen Ye nodded and led Lu Xuan into a vast hall.

Inside, seven or eight Sword Hall disciples were waiting, either holding swords or carrying sword cases on their backs, all exuding an extraordinary air.

"This is Zhong Baiyu, with a cultivation at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, proficient in sword formations."

"This is Shi Hao, at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, having mastered several high-grade sword techniques to perfection, understanding various sword intents."

"This is..."

Shen Ye introduced the Sword Hall disciples to Lu Xuan one by one.

"This is Junior Brother Lu Xuan, with a cultivation at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment. His swordsmanship might not be the top among you, but he possesses a terrifying ability to cultivate Sword Grass."

"So far, he has achieved a one hundred percent success rate, including sword grass of good quality."

"He might even improve a new type of third-grade Sword Grass."

"Nice to meet you, Junior Brother Lu." A disciple named Zhong Baiyu greeted Lu Xuan with a warm smile.

He was plump with a round face, smiling like a Maitreya Buddha, his demeanor amiable.

"Nice to meet you, Junior Brother Lu."

...

Among the seven or eight peers, some greeted him warmly, showing no disdain for Lu Xuan's status as a spiritual plant cultivator.

According to Shen Ye, while Lu Xuan's swordsmanship might be average, the mere fact that he could enter the Sword Pool to find swords meant he had something special.

A few others merely nodded slightly, their expressions somewhat colder.

These individuals were devoted to the sword, spending most of their time and energy on practicing sword techniques and refining their sword skills, indifferent to Lu Xuan's qualification to enter the Sword Pool through cultivating Sword Grass.

Of course, as fellow sect members without any conflicts of interest, there was no scornful behavior.

Lu Xuan, with a smile on his lips, engaged briefly with those who came to make his acquaintance and didn't take the initiative to warm up to those who were indifferent to him.

Shen Ye's comment about his average sword cultivation went uncontested by Lu Xuan.

After absorbing numerous sword technique experience packages, he had reached an extremely profound level in "Four Seasons Sword Art," "Wind and Thunder Sword Scripture," and "Starlight Sword Art."

He had also diligently cultivated two fourth-grade Sword Grasses, Sword Peacock and Thousand Owls, using sword techniques and formations frequently, achieving a respectable level in "Thousand Owls Sword Technique" and "Peacock Sword Formation."

He might not match up to every sword genius in the hall, but he was confident he wouldn't be at the bottom, maintaining an average level at least.

"Although I lack innate talent in swordsmanship and haven't spent much time practicing sword techniques, I have the experience packs from the luminous orbs," Lu Xuan thought to himself with inward satisfaction.

After a while, a woman with a cold demeanor entered the spacious hall.

Her long, blue hair was pinned up with a slender sword that twisted like a dragon, and she wore a pair of delicate little sword earrings that swayed gently with her movements, surrounded by a faint sword qi.

It was Jian Wuxia, whom he had met several times in the newly discovered blessed land filled with aberrant spiritual plants, one of the seventeen true disciples of the sect, a regular visitor to the Sword Pool.

"Sister Jian Wuxia."

Lu Xuan and the others respectfully greeted her.

It was evident she held high esteem

among the sword geniuses, with some looking at her with fervent admiration.

"This time in the Sword Pool treasure hunt, I will lead the team, guiding you all into the Sword Pool to maintain its stability and the order among fellow disciples. I hope we can advance and retreat together without harming the camaraderie among us."

Jian Wuxia nodded slightly, her voice as clear and cold as a spring.

"Of course."

"We will follow Sister's lead."

Everyone agreed.

Jian Wuxia waved her hand, and ten special spiritual fruits appeared in mid-air, circling around the group.

The fruits, formed from countless tiny sword energies, coalesced on their own, with endless, imperceptible sword qi churning within, seemingly ready to unleash a terrifying power at any moment.

"For those among you entering the Sword Pool for the first time, let me give you a brief introduction."

Jian Wuxia extended her hand, and the ten sword qi fruits slowly floated above her palm.

"These are Sword Fruits, special treasures formed from the countless sword qi in the Sword Pool, the key to staying in the Sword Pool for an extended period."

"There are numerous powerful and mysterious sword qi roaming freely in the Sword Pool. If it detects someone intruding, it will swarm over, facing attacks from countless sword qi at once."

"With this Sword Fruit, your aura can merge with the Sword Pool, and the sword qi will not attack you over a wide area."

"Of course, you must not be careless. Provoking the sword qi in the Sword Pool will still attract their attacks, and by then, even the Sword Fruit might not save you."

Jian Wuxia explained in detail to everyone, with each Sword Fruit flying towards them.

Lu Xuan, curious, picked one of these special sword qi fruits, feeling the faint sharpness in his palm, and observed it with interest.

As a spiritual plant cultivator, the word "fruit" piqued his curiosity greatly.

"Junior Brother Lu, since this is your first time in the Sword Pool, feel free to ask me anything."

Jian Wuxia stepped forward, speaking softly to Lu Xuan.

"Thank you for your concern, Sister Jian Wuxia. For now, I have no questions. If I need your help, I won't hesitate to ask."

Lu Xuan quickly responded.

Seeing Jian Wuxia taking the initiative to inquire about Lu Xuan, the previously indifferent Sword Hall disciples immediately changed their view of him.

Jian Wuxia's esteemed status in their hearts, able to command respect from proud individuals on the path of the sword, made it all the more surprising that such a figure would condescend to care for a Sword Grass cultivator.

Lu Xuan subtly stepped back, casually tossing the Sword Fruit in his hand, feeling the yearning from the Profound Sword Sheath at his waist.

After seeing the many Sword Hall disciples, Lu Xuan could feel a longing from the sword sheath, which intensified with the appearance of the ten Sword Fruits.

"My sword sheath is already thirsty."

Lu Xuan couldn't help but think.

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