You Cultivate, I Farm

Chapter 434: A Paper That Opens the Gates of the Sword Hall

Long before now, Shen Ye, leading the higher echelons of the Sword Hall, had set their sights on Lu Xuan's pioneering method of condensing Wind Thunder Sword Grass. At every encounter, they would tirelessly inquire about it, driven not by mere curiosity but by the immense value such a third-grade sword grass condensing method held for the Sword Hall. Throughout the millennia-long history of the Sky Sword Sect, generations of Sword Hall cultivators had experimented, researched, and explored, only to derive over twenty condensing methods for third-grade sword grass. The prospect of acquiring a new method naturally haunted their dreams and occupied their thoughts incessantly. Despite Lu Xuan not yet finalizing an effective condensation method, the Sword Hall had already offered him the precious opportunity to enter the Sword Pool in advance.

“With the second Wind Thunder Sword Grass nearing its seed condensation, it might be wiser to wait until its successful condensation before visiting the Sword Hall, lending more persuasion to my method.”

To play it safe, Lu Xuan decided to wait for the second Wind Thunder Sword Grass to successfully condense its seeds before submitting his condensation method to the Sword Hall. Wandering between the ridges of the spiritual field, inspecting the detailed conditions of each spiritual plant, he busied himself for half a day before returning to his courtyard.

With a thought, he summoned the Cloud-Stepping Lynx, which was enjoying itself in some corner of the mountain. A shadow flickered, and the Cloud-Stepping Lynx landed silently on the stone pavement, its four thick, cloud-like paws making no sound. Its pair of emerald green pupils, devoid of any emotional hue, looked at Lu Xuan.

“Roar…”

With its signature voice, its short tail raised, and with graceful steps, it approached Lu Xuan.

“Here, something tasty for you.”

Lu Xuan grabbed the Cloud-Stepping Lynx by its paws, tugged on the tufts of gray-white hair on its pointed ears, and retrieved the Agarwood Pill from his storage bag. The moment the dark yellow pill appeared, a faint, alluring fragrance quickly filled the courtyard. The lynx’s snowy white nose twitched slightly, drawing closer to the Agarwood Pill.

“You proud big cat, seldom do you show such initiative.”

With a sigh, Lu Xuan tossed the Agarwood Pill to the Cloud-Stepping Lynx, which gently licked the pill with its pink tongue.

“Roar~”

Unable to resist, it let out a low growl, its voice rich with layers. Licking once, then thrice, the lynx became increasingly intoxicated, its emerald green pupils narrowing in sheer bliss. The tufts of gray-white hair on its ears slightly bent, as if forming hearts.

“Take it and play, it’s yours now.”

Lu Xuan, somewhat surprised by the Agarwood Pill’s allure to the Cloud-Stepping Lynx, softly spoke. The lynx nodded, holding the Agarwood Pill in its mouth, and vanished from the courtyard in a streak of black light.

In the following days, while waiting for the second batch of Wind Thunder Sword Grass to successfully condense seeds, Lu Xuan continued to hasten the maturity of the Yellow Cloud plants. Stimulated by the Source Qi, the second batch of Yellow Cloud quickly reached maturity. Perfectly integrated with the soil, had Lu Xuan not been aware of their locations, it would have been easy to mistake them for part of the soil itself. He harvested all five Yellow Cloud plants, storing them in his storage bag.

Five white light orbs appeared quietly on the surface of the spiritual soil, flickering slightly, beckoning him to collect them.

“More recipe rewards, please. Let my Beast Spirit Pill crafting level ascend another notch.”

Lu Xuan muttered under his breath as he touched the five white light orbs. The orbs exploded into countless fine light spots, eagerly merging into Lu Xuan’s body, thoughts flashing by.

[Harvested a second-grade Yellow Cloud plant, received one second-grade Beast Spirit Pill.]

[Harvested a second-grade Yellow Cloud plant, received one second-grade Beast Spirit Pill recipe.]

Three second-grade Beast Spirit Pills appeared in his hand, and a flood of recipe information filled his mind. In an instant, he felt as if he had personally experienced the alchemy process hundreds of times. All previously unclear aspects became crystal clear, highlighting many easily overlooked issues that could lead to failure, significantly boosting his experience.

“Absorbing one or two more recipe experience packs should bring me to a master level.”

Lu Xuan silently contemplated.

“Farming is truly rewarding. A few light orbs can swiftly elevate my alchemy level.”

Approaching the area where the sword grass was planted, he meticulously cultivated the Thousand Owls Sword grass, Sword Peacock, and the remaining Wind Thunder Sword Grass. Coming before the second successfully

condensed Wind Thunder Sword Grass, he carefully extracted the slender seeds protruding from the plant stalk.

Swirling black winds encased countless tiny sword intents that harmlessly landed on his fingers, leaving no trace.

“Two Wind Thunder Sword Grasses condensing seven seeds confirm the correctness of the condensation method.”

With a smile, Lu Xuan headed to the foot of the mountain. The chubby bird, thoroughly enjoying its time with a younger companion, was happily oblivious. Summoning a Spirit Crane nearby, he made his way to the Sword Hall.

The Sword Hall's mountain was alive with swirling sword energies. Lu Xuan passed through numerous sword energy-enriched prohibitions to find Shen Ye.

“Brother Lu, how have you been lately?”

The gentle and warm Shen Ye greeted Lu Xuan with a smile.

“Thanks to Brother Shen’s concern, all is well.”

“Did Brother Lu come to the Sword Hall to collect some sword grass seeds this time?”

Holding a cup of spiritual tea, Shen Ye approached Lu Xuan.

“Brother Shen, you guessed wrong this time. I'm not here for seeds but to submit them. More precisely, to submit the Wind Thunder Sword Grass seeds I've condensed.”

Lu Xuan replied with a smile.

“Submit seeds? Brother Lu, have you really discovered a new method for condensing Wind Thunder Sword Grass?”

Even Shen Ye, with his complete Foundation Establishment cultivation and composure, couldn't help but slightly tremble at Lu Xuan’s words, nearly spilling his tea.

A mix of surprise and joy colored his tone.

“I have indeed devised a method of condensation. After some experimentation, I've condensed two Wind Thunder Sword Grasses, yielding seven seeds.”

Lu Xuan's palm shimmered with spiritual light, revealing seven deep black slender seeds emanating powerful sword intents and enveloped in swirling black winds, clearly extraordinary at first glance.

“These are indeed third-grade sword grass seeds, a variety not yet possessed by the Sword Hall.”

As a high-ranking member of the Sword Hall, Shen Ye could immediately discern the subtle differences between these seeds and those already in the hall.

“Brother Lu, you truly surprise me.”

Though Shen Ye had prepared for Lu Xuan's success in discovering a third-grade sword grass condensing method, the actual presentation of the seeds still filled him with emotion.

He hadn't expected Lu Xuan to uncover such a valuable condensation method in such a short time.

Even a simple third-grade spiritual plant condensation method was extremely precious, let alone for sword grass.

This was the foundation of the Sky Sword Sect.

“Brother Shen, here is my summary of the steps, techniques, and precautions for condensing Wind Thunder Sword Grass seeds. Please have a look.”

Lu Xuan handed a paper filled with tiny characters to Shen Ye.

“Brother Lu, this paper is like knocking on the great doors of the Sword Hall.”

Holding the thin paper, Shen Ye felt its weight as if it bore the significance of mountains, deeply moved.