I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates

Upon hearing this, Lu Xuan felt awestruck and marveled at the profound strength of the Sky Sword Sect.

There were already five creatures of the fifth and sixth grade spirit beasts which were being raised, such as the White Jade Monkey and the Little Luan Bird which were potential stocks of the fifth or sixth grade, there must have been at least two of them.

Not to mention the countless third and fourth-grade spirit beasts in the Ten Thousand Beast Cave.

They could flatten the Linyang Market where he lived during his Qi Training Realm years by just sending out a single spirit beast.

“Don’t worry, my young friend. Though that old fox is quirky, it has no ill-will towards cultivators of the Sky Sword Sect and wouldn’t harm you.”

“Besides, you’re carrying the Beast Owning Order.”

The Elder Ape cast a glance at the beast-head token hanging from Lu Xuan’s waist.

“Having that order symbolizes that you represent True Man Cang Wu. With the essence blood within the token, you can converse on equal terms with all the spirit beasts within the blessed land and even gain the upper hand.”

Lu Xuan hurriedly responded.

“This token is a gift from Elder Uncle Cang Wu, it probably possesses some deterrent effect, but I won’t really use the token.”

“It’s better not to use it unless necessary. Otherwise, it might be harmful to both parties.”

The Elder Ape gave him a calm look and slowly answered.

Lu Xuan didn’t linger for too long and bid the two spirit beasts farewell after sitting for a while. He then returned to the Cloud House.

In the days that followed, he no longer had to tend to the spirit plants. The four, including Sun Yun, took care of feeding the spirit beasts in the blessed land, so he had a lot more free time.

Every day he would cultivate for a while. The rest of his time was spent wandering in the Ten Thousand Beast Cave, playing with the White Ape and the Luan Bird, strengthening bonds, or finding the spirit beasts like the Lion Bird Beast that he had previously tamed, or he would explore the cave by himself.

All the Spirit beasts in the blessed land belonged to the sect, and he had the Beast Owning Order, equivalent to a nuclear weapon in his hand, so no dangerous situations arose.

One day, while walking about, he found himself in front of a massive lake.

“Huh, what’s that?”

He spotted a peculiar object from the edge of the lake. Driven by curiosity, he moved swiftly like a burst of light and instantly came before the object.

In front of him was a pile of mottled tortoise shells. The shells were greenish-black, with countless semi-transparent lines forming an array of strange symbols on them.

The lines kept moving as though alive, causing the symbols on the shell to change as well.

Lu Xuan carefully contemplated the changing lines.

“Who’s the young one staring at an old man’s shell? Don’t you know it’s impolite?”

All of a sudden, an old voice resounded by his ear.

The many tortoise shells on the ground flew up instantaneously, and a spirit beast with a dragon head, a dragon tail, and a turtle body leaped out of the lake.

All the tortoise shells assembled perfectly onto its body without a single gap.

Lu Xuan swept his spiritual sense over the creature and instantly recognized the formidable aura it exuded. After recalling the Elder Ape’s earlier description, he recognized the creature to be one of the Dragon Turtles in the blessed land.

“I pay my respects to the senior! I was just curious about the symbols, if I’ve offended you in any way, please forgive me.”

He bowed his head and spoke with a respectful tone.

“So you’re the new cultivator from Sky Sword Sect, did the boy Cang Wu give you the duty of managing the blessed land?”

The Dragon Turtle glanced at the beast-head token around his waist and asked.

“Yes, True Man Cang Wu needed to leave for a while. No other Core Formation Uncle was available, so he handed me the temporary duty to look after the blessed land.”

The Elder in the Core Formation stage in was referred to as a child by this creature? Lu Xuan wiped the nonexistent sweat off his forehead.

“Hmm, I see.”

The Dragon Turtle responded indifferently.

“Those tortoise shells were mine, I left them out to sunbathe. Don’t mistake them for unclaimed objects if you see them again.”

“I certainly wouldn’t dare.”

Lu Xuan quickly answered.

“I forgive you for not daring.”

The Dragon Turtle yawned, and its long whiskers hanging from its chin lifted.

“Your breath is rather interesting.”

It moved its head closer to Lu Xuan, twitched its nose twice.

“There are traces of various true dragon breaths all over you. You have encountered quite a lot of Juvenile Jiao Dragons from Thousand Dragon Lake. Also, there is the essence of life from that dead deer. You’re pretty unusual.”

“Eh? Smells like Monkey Wine. Do you have Monkey Wine? If you do, let me have a taste. It’s been a long time since I tasted it.”

“I’ve snuck into the White Ape cave to steal some a few times, it noticed me, we even had a fight, and I haven’t seen Monkey Wine ever since.”

Hunger shone in the Dragon Turtle’s enormous eyes.

“Elder, forgive me, but I don’t have Monkey Wine. I do have quite a lot of Hundred Fruit Spiritual Juice though, would you like to try it?”

“Hundred Fruit Spiritual Juice? The special spirit brew concocted by that young cultivator before?”

The Dragon Turtle seemed to remember how Hundred Fruit Spiritual Juice was created.

“Alright, get some for me to try. Don’t be stingy like that White Ape.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Xuan quickly brought out the Spiritual Juice, pouring a full cup for the Dragon Turtle who had lived for who knows how many thousands of years.

The Dragon Turtle drank it in one gulp, smacking its lips.

“Not bad. It’s just as I remembered.”

“You’re quite sensible.”

With a sixth-grade antique like this in front of him, Lu Xuan naturally wouldn’t be stingy, pouring another full cup of Hundred Fruit Spiritual Juice from the Drunk Immortal Gourd.

“Elder seems to know a lot about the Elder Uncle who is a Core Formation cultivator who brews the Spiritual Juice?”

Seeing that the Sixth Grade Dragon Turtle is quite casual, he took the initiative to chat.

“I’ve interacted with him quite a bit, I have been a test subject from when he first started brewing Spiritual Juice until he achieved success.”

The Dragon Turtle’s voice was elderly as it responded.

“Elder has truly seen a lot of experiences.” Lu Xuan complimented.

“When you live a long time, naturally, you will have seen a lot.”

“Like the Jindan Cultivators in the sect, and those few Primordial Infant Elders, none of them have been in Sky Sword Sect as long as me.”

“You must know about Cang Wu, who handed you that Beast Owning Order? Despite appearing righteous and awe-inspiring, he actually loves romance and has been around with many women cultivators.”

“Once while he was in the Foundation Establishment Realm, he accidentally got an Elder’s daughter from Lingxiao Sect pregnant. She was chased from a long distance by an Elder who was a Jindan Cultivator. His master paid a great price to resolve the issue.”

“Did something like that really happen?”

Lu Xuan’s inner gossip spirit suddenly flared, his eyes lit up. Taking some Spirit Fruits from his storage bag, he offered some to the Dragon Turtle, and they both enjoyed the fruits.

“Then there’s that Gu Jian Kong in the sect who is very skilled with a sword. Despite currently being a formidable slayer of Evil Cultivators and Demon Envoys, he used to be extremely timid, always fearing for his life.”

“Then suddenly, after some kind of stimulation, he became incredibly powerful, no longer caring about his own life.”

The Dragon Turtle opened its mouth to catch the Spirit Fruits tossed by Lu Xuan. Seeing that there was someone willing to listen, it became even more enthusiastic.

“The Sect Leader of Sky Sword Sect, when he was young, had just entered the sect. He would always follow me around, calling me ‘Old Turtle Grandpa.’ Can’t believe he’s actually reached Nascent Soul Realm now.”

The Old Dragon Turtle sighed with emotion.

“Oh, there’s more…”

Lu Xuan nodded in agreement on one side, understanding the myriad images on the back of the Dragon Turtle’s shell.

“So they’re all pieces of gossip…”