I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates

The dark yellow gourd was considerably larger than the nutrient gourd, with many faint patterns on the surface, tied with a deep yellow cord on its waist and bottleneck.

Upon removing a soft cork from the gourd’s mouth, a strong aroma of wine diffused out, lingering for a good while.

Lu Xuan’s consciousness focused on the dark yellow gourd, instantly gaining detailed information about it.

[Drunk Immortal Gourd, Fourth-Grade Treasure, has a very large capacity. Infused with the powder of wine worms during refinement, it purifies the quality of the Spiritual Spring, altering its taste.]

[Depending on the traits of the Spiritual Spring and the type of Spirit Fruit put into the Drunk Immortal Gourd, it can automatically brew Spirit Brew.]

[Spirit Milk and Spiritual Liquid treasures placed in the gourd can have their quality and age enhanced.]

“An automatic wine-brewing gourd?”

Lu Xuan couldn’t help but exclaim.

Although this dark yellow gourd didn’t possess much attack power and could only enhance the quality of the Spiritual Spring and brew Spirit Brew, it was even more useful for Lu Xuan.

He could use it to purify the Spiritual Spring for cultivating spiritual plants, or add Spirit Fruits to brew fruit wine, enhancing his quality of life.

Exploring Secret Lands and dueling with others were occasional occurrences; he had been in the Sky Sword Sect for several years and it wasn’t until recently when he entered Langyue Blessed Land that he had any experience dueling.

For Lu Xuan, using the Drunk Immortal Gourd to purify the Spiritual Spring, produce fruit wine, and improve the Spiritual Liquid was a long-term endeavor, and it was used much more frequently than attack Magic Artifacts.

His form transformed into a streak of light, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the small lake at the foot of the mountain.

Spiritual Energy wafted over the surface of the lake, reminiscent of light white smoke.

The small lake was located in the inner sect of Sky Sword Sect, and the water in the lake could barely be regarded as a Spiritual Spring under the nourishment of the rich and pure Spiritual Energy.

Lu Xuan squatted on the edge of the small lake, using his Spiritual Power to control a stream of water as it surged into the Drunk Immortal Gourd.

The Drunk Immortal Gourd looked small from the outside, but the inside was extremely spacious. Lake water poured in continuously; it took over a thousand kilograms to fill just over half of its capacity.

When Lu Xuan’s Spiritual Sense probed into it, he sensed the lake water moving autonomously, forming waves as if being constantly washed by some invisible entity.

Half a day passed, and Lu Xuan poured out a small amount into a jade bowl.

When his Spiritual Sense swept over it, both the purity and the concentration of the Spiritual Power of the Spiritual Spring had improved a bit compared to before, though the change wasn’t very apparent, perhaps due to the short duration.

When he tasted it, the Spiritual Spring water became extremely sweet, refreshing and satisfying, completely invigorating his body and mind.

“Not bad – from now on, I won’t have to worry about the Spirit Brew. Just add Spirit Fruits into the Spiritual Spring and it will automatically be brewed,” Lu Xuan said.

He casually hung the Drunk Immortal Gourd at his side, next to the Nurturing Xuan Sword Sheath.

With its antiquity and shabby sheath and dark, profound gourd, the combination of the sword and the gourd carried a hint of rebellion.

Inspirited, Lu Xuan placed the ancient sword sheath across his chest and slowly unsheathed the Flying Sword from within.

An arcing sword, shaped like lightning gradually revealed itself. The curved blade edge caused the sheath to continuously tremble, as if straining to withstand the strange blade edge scraping the interior of the sheath.

From time to time, arcs of lighting gushed out from the sheath, further intensifying its reaction.

“…Boring.”

Lu Xuan looked at the unconventional sheath in his hand, and his interest instantly deflated. Without a second thought, he thrust the Purple Lightning Sword back angrily into the sheath.

Sparks of electricity ran from the opening of the sheath right to its depths, causing the sheath to shiver violently, as if trying to escape Lu Xuan’s grip. After acquiring the Fourth grade Drunk Immortal Gourd, Lu Xuan was quite satisfied. He continued to inspect the various areas of the Spirit Field.

Two Double-headed Armadillos burrowed out from the soil, their keen eyes fixed on Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan was left with no other choice but to dole out four Spirit Ores from his storage bag, one for each head.

Chomping sounds filled the air immediately.

In the past month or so, the Double-headed Armadillo Demon Beasts had grown quite a bit, their bodies sprouting many small grey scales.

As these scales had recently grown, they retained a faint softness to the touch.

These two Baby Double-headed Armadillos were more adept at burrowing than he’d imagined, having tunnelled their way from the rock wall all the way under the Wu Spirit Soil, to fully bathe in the scent of the Spiritual Power in that soil.

Lu Xuan had to command them not to randomly remodel the mountain; this way he could prevent the mountain’s entire underground space from being riddled with their burrows.

The baby double-headed armadillo, after having its fill of food and drink, immediately burrowed into the ground.

In no time, a small vine covered in grey tentacles quietly crept over, climbing up Lu Xuan’s arm.

Upon seeing its body covered in tentacles, Lu Xuan swatted it down with his palm.

The demonic vine wriggled as if it were drunk, its movements unsteady.

“This little one, always sneaking over to the enchanted Immortal Peach. It seems to have developed a tolerance to the Peach’s intoxicating effects,” Lu Xuan mused as he observed the demonic vine, invoking a soothing spiritual light.

Under the influence of the Cleansing Spell, the demonic vine returned to normal instantly. Its tiny tentacles retracted and it affectionately crawled into Lu Xuan’s sleeve.

“Junior Brother Lu, may I ask if you’re here?”

While Lu Xuan was interacting with the spirit beasts, a strange voice suddenly echoed from the foot of the mountain.

“I’m here.”

Lu Xuan responded, activating the Flowing Light Formation.

A middle-aged man with a beard stood outside the formation, smiling at Lu Xuan.

“May I know who the senior brother is…”

“I am Fan Xu, older than you by several decades. You may call me Senior Brother Fan,” the bearded man said cheerfully.

“So, it’s Senior Brother Fan. I’ve long heard of you – please come into my cave for a chat,” Lu Xuan invited with a smile.

The two walked along a stone path to Lu Xuan’s cave halfway up the mountain.

“The reality is truly better than the rumors.”

“I’ve heard from other senior brothers about Junior Brother Lu’s expertise in the path of spiritual plants. Seeing it today, the praise is truly deserved.” Although much of the mountain was obscured by the Hidden Fog Maze and most high-grade spiritual plants were concealed in heavy white fog, a few were still visible, exuding abundant vitality.

“You flatter me, brother. These are just common plants, nothing to admire,” said Lu Xuan, serving spirit fruits and spiritual tea with a nonchalant tone.

“By the way, might I ask what brings Senior Brother to my humble mansion?”

Deciding to be straightforward, he asked directly.

“I have heard that Junior Brother Lu has been inquiring about how to find rank-three or higher Strange Fire. Is that true?”

“It is indeed.”

Lu Xuan nodded lightly. Having obtained the sixth-rank Phoenix Wood, he naturally wouldn’t keep it as a collectible and leave it uncultivated. In order to get the reward of the light cluster from the six-level ancient spiritual plant as soon as possible, he recently asked his fellow disciples if they had any treasures or sources of Strange Fire.

“I know of a Secret Land where a rank-three Silver Flame Fire is located, which is quite rare among the rank-three Strange Fires.”

“However, one of the people who was supposed to accompany us was suddenly injured. After hearing that Junior Brother Lu was looking for Strange Fire, I decided to come here immediately to invite Junior Brother to join us in exploring this Secret Land.”

The bearded man calmly laid out his motives, his tone carrying a hint of persuasion.

“I’m sorry, Senior Brother Fan, but I probably wouldn’t be able to go.”

“As you know, I’ve been engrossed in cultivating spiritual plants and spirit beasts since joining the sect, and have neglected my combat skills. I don’t have many suitable magic artifacts.”

Lu Xuan sighed, his expression sincere, speaking earnestly.

Upon hearing Lu Xuan’s words, a faint twitch appeared on the bearded man’s mouth.

The person who had informed him previously had told him that Lu Xuan not only had an extraordinarily resilient body but also numerous magic artifacts. With just a single charm, Lu Xuan had been able to repel two disciples at the mid-term of Foundation Establishment and one at the early term.

If he hadn’t known about this, he might have been completely deceived by Lu Xuan’s demeanor and words into believing that he was just a Spirit Plant Master of average talent and cultivation level.