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Chapter 1225: The Asura's Life-and-Death Sword
Chapter 1225: The Asura's Life-and-Death Sword
Upon returning to the Sword Sect, a year and a half passed in the blink of an eye.
Inside the room, Lu Xuan's eyes opened, and his gaze was as sharp as lightning.
"After absorbing the Impermeable Spirit Wood, my innate talent and aptitude have indeed improved significantly. The speed at which I absorb spiritual energy is more than twice as fast as before."
He felt the abundant spiritual power within his body and sighed inwardly.
During this time, he hadn't left the sect, instead, he stayed at the True Sword Peak to cultivate spirit plants, raise spirit beasts, practice secret techniques, refine his treasures, and lived a simple yet fulfilling life.
He got up and entered the Spirit Field, cultivating numerous sword herbs, and then appeared in his personal space.
Thunder Beast Spirit Ground.
Near the Nine Heavens Thunder Summoning Stele, countless tiny thunder sparks danced, and the thunder qi was pure and dense.
"It's fortunate that I moved the Thunder Beast clan to my personal space; otherwise, I wouldn't have had the chance to utilize that unique treasure and nurture this embryonic Thunder Spirit Ground before me."
Lu Xuan muttered to himself.
Currently, within his personal space, this embryonic Thunder Spirit Ground had taken shape.
Additionally, due to the burial of the Dragon Corpse, the dragon qi in the lake was much denser than before.
Not far away, in an area where multiple Cave Xuan Sword Steles, the Sword Sacrifice Pavilion, and other treasures were merged, there were countless faint sword auras. However, compared to the Dragon Corpse, the effect was somewhat weaker.
As for the remaining areas, only some anomalies appeared around the eight seventh-rank unique treasures, and they were still far from developing into a Spirit Ground.
"Once I obtain several high-level Spirit Grounds, I'll have the opportunity to nurture seventh-rank and above high-grade Spirit Seeds."
Lu Xuan's thoughts wandered.
Seventh-rank and above Spirit Seeds could only be nurtured by heaven and earth; they couldn't be obtained through Seed Condensation methods. He was currently laying the groundwork for the future so that he could stably acquire high-grade Spirit Seeds.
"If possible, I should thoroughly understand the conditions required to nurture a Spirit Ground."
With this in mind, he arrived at the edge of the lake.
In the center of the lake, the dragon softshell turtle, which had been lazily basking in the sunlight, seemed to sense something and suddenly woke up.
"Fellow Daoist Yuan, you're awake?"
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Lu Xuan's smiling face.
"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Lu," the dragon softshell turtle said respectfully.
Lu Xuan smiled and nodded.
The dragon softshell turtle had been performing well in his personal space, causing no trouble, which made Lu Xuan quite satisfied.
"Fellow Daoist Yuan, this time I came to borrow some life essence from you," Lu Xuan said with a light laugh.
"It's all up to you, Fellow Daoist, just please be mindful of the degree and don't harm my foundation."
"Of course."
Lu Xuan nodded slightly and then summoned Ling Gu.
Techniques like extracting life essence were unorthodox, so it was better to have Ling Gu, who practiced various high-grade unorthodox arts, do the task instead of having this Sword Sect cultivator personally intervene.
Ling Gu remained silent, pinching his technique, and a blood light suddenly pierced into the dragon softshell turtle's massive body, wriggling like a small snake.
The dragon softshell turtle grunted, as if enduring immense pain.
After about ten breaths, the blood light burst out, vibrant in color, and filled with intense vitality.
In Lu Xuan's eyes, the dragon softshell turtle instantly aged, its body turning dull and lifeless, and its vitality visibly weakened.
He carefully collected the life essence extracted by Ling Gu and took a step forward, approaching the dragon softshell turtle.
A faint green light glowed at his fingertip, carrying weak yet pure vitality, and merged into the dragon softshell turtle's body.
Lu Xuan displayed the Wanmu Chunsheng Seal, and instantly, the dragon softshell turtle felt a surge of vitality from deep within, and countless grass and wood spirits gathered around it, nourishing its body from the inside out.
After a while, the green light dissipated, and the Dragon Softshell Turtle seemed to have regained some of its spirit.
"There's a piece of Myriad Manifestations Grass here, which is suitable for the Demon Race. I'll leave it for you, Fellow Daoist Yuan."
"Thank you for your hard work." Lu Xuan sincerely expressed his gratitude and presented a strangely shaped spirit grass to the Dragon Softshell Turtle.
The lost portion of its life essence was mostly restored by the powerful divine ability, and with the compensation of a piece of Myriad Manifestations Grass, the Dragon Softshell Turtle's resentment dissipated significantly. It nodded slightly and sank into the lake.
"The Wanmu Chunsheng Seal is indeed powerful, but it consumes a lot of spiritual power." Lu Xuan sighed.
"Also, the Glowing Spirit Crane's growth should be accelerated."
"Otherwise, by the time we have enough Tian Yuan Fruits, the crane might not have broken through to the seventh rank."
After cultivating numerous high-level spirit plants, Lu Xuan gave a piece of Myriad Manifestations Grass to the Glowing Spirit Crane and then returned to his cave mansion.
(End of Chapter)
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