Chapter 1082: A Wake-Up Call
Chapter 1082: A Wake-Up Call
After developing a connection with this Sword Mystic Hedgehog, Lu Xuan only needed to wait patiently for the other Sword Mystic Hedgehogs to come to him.
Periodically, he would take out the Nurturing Profound Sword Sheath from the Heart Sword Lake and, under the pretext of giving the Sword Mystic Hedgehog a full-body treatment, allow the sword sheath to indulge in the sensation of ten thousand swords piercing its core.
The efficiency of the sword sheath greatly improved, and he later obtained two more mutated Thousand Thunder Sword Grass seeds.
After accelerating their maturation, he had a total of eight mutated fourth-rank Thousand Thunder Sword Grass.
Ordinary Spirit Plant Masters would not know how much time and effort it would take to cultivate a mutated fourth-rank Spirit Plant within a short period.
But Lu Xuan, with the advantage of the Heart Sword Lake's separate courtyard provided by Jian Zhenxuan, the Nurturing Profound Sword Sheath that could nurture and stimulate the sword grass seeds, and his special ability to obtain detailed information about the seeds at any time, had an efficiency far surpassing that of other Spirit Plant Masters. One could even say that he was as capable as an entire sect.
On this day, as he was inspecting the conditions of numerous spirit plants in the spirit field, a gentle voice suddenly sounded from outside his Daoist mansion.
"Lu Shidi, are you in your Daoist mansion?"
Lu Xuan's spiritual perception swept past, and indeed, Mo Yuanfeng was standing quietly at the entrance of the mansion.
"Mo Shixiong, have you finished your seclusion?"
He smiled and went out to greet him.
"Yes, I spent quite some time comprehending a divine ability, and fortunately, I gained some insights."
Mo Yuanfeng followed Lu Xuan into the quiet courtyard.
"Then we must celebrate."
Lu Xuan immediately took out a bottle of True Sword Essence and poured a full cup for Mo Yuanfeng.
"Actually, I didn't come here to tell you about my seclusion."
Mo Yuanfeng spoke softly, his expression somewhat heavy.
"Please continue, Shixiong."
Upon hearing this, Lu Xuan's expression turned solemn.
"Wan Zhong Shidi failed in his attempt to breakthrough to the Primordial Spirit Realm."
"What?!"
Mo Yuanfeng's simple statement was like thunderclaps in Lu Xuan's ears.
He responded subconsciously, his face filled with surprise.
"Then... how is Wan Shixiong doing now?"
Lu Xuan asked slowly after a moment of contemplation.
"When Wan Shidi attempted the breakthrough, he failed to successfully pass the Heart Demon Tribulation, and his divine soul suffered a severe blow. Fortunately, a Mid-stage Primordial Spirit Elder was there to protect him, and he was rescued in time."
"He is currently in the recovery phase and won't be able to return to his usual state for at least a year."
Mo Yuanfeng spoke in a low voice.
Lu Xuan still had a look of disbelief on his face:
"I never imagined that Wan Shixiong would encounter an accident during his breakthrough."
In his opinion, Wan Zhong was like those academic prodigies from his past life, gifted with exceptional talent, and cultivation was as easy as drinking water.
The realms that other cultivators struggled to break through, he effortlessly surpassed.
But unexpectedly, he tasted failure when trying to breakthrough to the Primordial Spirit Realm.
"Breaking through to the Primordial Spirit Realm is already as difficult as ascending to the heavens. With the Sword Sect's capabilities, they can only slightly increase the success rate."
"Even if Wan Shidi is a once-in-a-million, or even twice-in-a-million, cultivation genius, with a breakthrough probability far surpassing that of other Perfect Core Formation cultivators, the chances are still slim."
Mo Yuanfeng spoke softly.
"Success and failure both lie in one's roots. Shidi, your journey has been too smooth and easy, and your willpower hasn't been tempered enough, leading to your downfall at the Heart Demon Tribulation."
He sighed lightly.
"Once Wan Shidi's divine soul recovers a bit, I'll go and see him."
Lu Xuan nodded slightly.
After chatting for a while, Mo Yuanfeng bid farewell and left.
Lu Xuan felt a sense of melancholy in his heart and sat in the courtyard, gazing down at the endless sea of clouds below, where countless subtle sword auras roared past.
"For me, Wan Shixiong's failure in his breakthrough is also a wake-up call.
"Lack of willpower cultivation..."
"I've been cultivating spirit plants in my Daoist mansion for years, rarely venturing out to explore secret realms or dangerous trials to temper my willpower and mindset. I wonder if this will become a significant obstacle when I attempt to break through to the Primordial Spirit Realm."
He recalled the hundred years since he first harvested the light orb.
Except for a few rare occasions or when absolutely necessary, he had never ventured into dangerous trials, exercising utmost caution to the highest degree.
This approach had its pros and cons. While he avoided danger, he lacked the tempering of combat and willpower.
"However, not exploring and adventuring, nor fighting for one's life, doesn't mean my willpower is insufficient."
"I once stayed by that Red Dust Monument for a long time, experiencing countless joys and sorrows, and my willpower is no weaker than other cultivators of the same stage."
"Additionally, since I began my cultivation journey, I've maintained my unwavering desire to seek the Dao, wishing only to be a spirit plant master who cultivates spirit plants in peace."
A smile appeared on Lu Xuan's lips.
"Lastly, I have two seventh-rank treasures that nurture and strengthen divine perception and the divine soul: the Thief God Jade and the Yellow Rice Pillow."
"After nurturing my divine perception further in the Thief God Jade, I can attempt to enter the rumored Yellow Rice Township."
With more divine perception and the guidance of the Yellow Rice Pillow, Lu Xuan was confident to venture into the legendary Yellow Rice Township.
Soon, a year passed.
During this time, he mainly focused on two tasks: cultivating spirit plants and preparing for the breakthrough to the Primordial Spirit Realm.
Everything was proceeding according to plan.
On this day, he arrived at the Superior Cavern of the Tranquil Sword Peak.
"Senior Zhou?"
Outside the cavern, Lu Xuan, who had not yet informed Wan Zhong, unexpectedly encountered a familiar face.
It was Zhou Chao, whom he had briefly interacted with in the Liyang Dao Sect. Like Wan Zhong, Zhou Chao had also reached the Perfect Core Formation Realm early, but his attitude towards cultivation differed.
Zhou Chao was indifferent and seldom smiled, devoting all his thoughts to cultivation. He was a true cultivation maniac.
Given Lu Xuan's respectful yet distant attitude towards Senior Zhou, this was the first time the two had met since returning to the Sword Sect.
"Junior Lu," Zhou Chao said, his lips twitching, his voice slightly hoarse, indicating his infrequent communication with others.
After the two exchanged greetings, Wan Zhong soon came out to greet them.
"Junior Zhou, Junior Lu, what brings you here?"
"I came to have a few drinks with Senior Wan, and I happened to run into Senior Zhou." Lu Xuan smiled, shaking the wine gourd in his hand.
"Perfect! Let's drown our sorrows in drink!" Wan Zhong laughed heartily.
A small golden bell hung at his waist, its surface adorned with cracks of various lengths and thicknesses, exuding an ancient, mottled aura, hinting at its long history.
As he gently swayed, a clear, lingering bell chime occasionally rang out, echoing in the Sea of Consciousness, seemingly soothing all the chaos and wounds deep within the divine soul.
"This is a mystic treasure lent to me by the Empty Void Sword Master. It greatly benefits cultivators with severely injured divine souls. By carrying it at all times, it nourishes and heals the divine soul."
Wan Zhong explained with a smile, noticing the two glancing at the ancient bell at his waist.
Although his demeanor remained as carefree as always, Lu Xuan detected a fleeting hint of gloom in his eyebrows.
"What are you two doing standing at the entrance? Come in and have a drink, or my spirit brew will evaporate!" Lu Xuan said with a smile.
(End of Chapter)
Chapter end
Report
