You All Cultivate Immortal Techniques, I Farm Chapter 1271: The Essence of Blessed Lands - Novel Cool

Chapter 1271: The Essence of Blessed Lands

Chapter 1271: The Essence of Blessed Lands

The old site of the Heavenly Sword Sect was infested with numerous demons, including a mid-rank demon at the Nascent Soul stage. However, under Lu Xuan's indiscriminate attacks with the Divine Lightning Technique, all the demons, including the mid-rank one, were annihilated.

"Pity that there are only a few aberrant spirit plants left in the Nether Spirit Fields, wasting so much flesh and blood."

He gathered some rare materials and sighed as he gazed at the vast fields of flesh and blood.

"The demons that forced the Heavenly Sword Sect to relocate now seem insignificant."

Lu Xuan shook his head lightly and strolled through the old site, retracing the scenes etched in his memory.

"This must have been where my former residence was. I remember planting countless bizarre spirit plants inside, and my strength surged rapidly as a result."

"All the river dragons in Thousand Dragon Lake are gone, I wonder if those I was responsible for met a good end."

"Then there were those Spiritual Cranes that didn't want to reproduce, and the spirit beasts in the forbidden grounds..."

"The once-familiar Spirit Plant Hall is now in ruins."

As he passed by familiar scenes, Lu Xuan couldn't help but sigh.

"The Heavenly Sword Sect once had three blessed lands. Even if the cultivation resources within were taken or occupied by demons or cultivators, the blessed lands themselves are rare treasures for cultivation."

He felt a deep sense of nostalgia and planned to refine the essence of the blessed lands to nurture the Ninth Rank Mysterious Yellow Tree.

Entering the former teleportation array, the array formations were already in a state of disrepair. Fortunately, Lu Xuan had absorbed multiple experience packages from the Star River Array Diagram and was proficient in array techniques. Before coming, he had also thoroughly inquired from his Nascent Soul-stage peers in the Heavenly Sword Sect, and he quickly restored the teleportation array.

"Even if I enter spatial turbulence, with the Book of Dimensions and the Pocket Universe, I can still retreat safely."

He added dozens of middle-grade spirit stones, activated the array, and countless array patterns lit up, swiftly transporting him to a chaotic space.

"The Lan Yue Blessed Land... The Demon Ghost Vine and Phoenix Tree both came from there."

"The cultivation resources inside have been completely plundered, and there are signs of cultivators having intruded. Fortunately, the demons that invaded didn't notice."

Lu Xuan's divine sense swept over the area, and his mana surged forth. Wherever he passed, the blessed land silently disintegrated.

"Is this the essence of the blessed land's qi?"

"Without it, the blessed land cannot function properly and will gradually degrade into an ordinary spirit land."

"By refining this essence qi, I can ensure the growth of the Ninth Rank Mysterious Yellow Tree for a long time."

Lu Xuan was satisfied and carefully stored the essence qi of the blessed land in the Book of Dimensions.

The other two blessed lands were not so fortunate. One could not be found at all, and the other was already shattered and absorbed into the void.

"Since I've come this far, I might as well explore the area and see if I can find any old friends or their descendants."

Lu Xuan returned to the old site of the Heavenly Sword Sect, thinking to himself.

Although the hope was slim, it was worth a try. If he found them, it would resolve some past karma.

In no time, he arrived at Linyang Market Town, where he had lived during his Qi Cultivation stage.

"The place where it all began is now deserted and completely in ruins."

While the old site of the Heavenly Sword Sect was at least occupied by demons, the former Linyang Market Town had become a wilderness, covered with strange trees, with no signs of any cultivators.

"Three thousand miles away, there is a large city called Demon Suppression City. The other cities are all ten thousand miles away. I'll try my luck there last."

Lu Xuan didn’t linger for long, transforming into a streak of silver lightning and speeding toward Demon Suppression City.

"The city covers a vast area, spanning over a thousand miles. The city lord is reportedly an early-stage Nascent Soul True Monarch, and there are no fewer than a hundred Core Formation cultivators within. Even by the standards of the Central Plains, it is considered a major city."

Lu Xuan stopped outside the city, curiously observing the scenes inside.

Perhaps due to the frequent dealings with demons, Demon Suppression City was equipped with a Grade 7 array. All cultivators entering or leaving the city had to pass through the array’s inspection, ensuring there were no issues before being granted entry.

"Silently entering Demon Suppression City would be quite challenging. While forcefully breaking through would be easy, it could easily sour relations. It’s best to enter normally."

With that thought, Lu Xuan no longer concealed his aura, and a formidable pressure swept out.

"I am Lu Xuan of the Mystic Profundity Sword Sect. I have come to pay my respects to Eastern Peak Elder."

As soon as he spoke, a beam of light shot over, and a steady, long-bearded cultivator appeared.

"Ah, it’s Brother Lu of the Mystic Profundity Sword Sect. I apologize for not meeting you at the gate. Please forgive me."

The newcomer was none other than Eastern Peak Elder, the overseer of Demon Suppression City. The moment he sensed Lu Xuan’s aura, he immediately rushed over, showing his respect for Lu Xuan and the Mystic Profundity Sword Sect.

"Elder is too kind."

Lu Xuan smiled and returned the greeting.

The two passed through the array and entered the central area of the city.

"Conditions in Demon Suppression City are modest, Brother Lu. Please don’t mind."

After a graceful attendant brought in a tray of spiritual fruit and spirit tea, Eastern Peak Elder stroked his beard and smiled.

"Brother is too humble. You and the many cultivators in Demon Suppression City have been resisting the endless demons outside. Naturally, you wouldn’t focus on luxury."

Lu Xuan said with a solemn expression.

Regardless of the reason, it was admirable for a Nascent Soul cultivator to remain in the perilous Eastern Wasteland, where demons ran rampant.

"May I ask what brings Brother Lu to the Eastern Wasteland?"

After some small talk, Eastern Peak Elder inquired curiously.

"Brother may not know, but I once cultivated here for nearly a century. This time, I’m just passing by to see my old cultivation grounds and perhaps find some old friends."

"Brother Lu, could you be a former disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

Lu Xuan nodded lightly, "Elder is well-informed. I am indeed a disciple of a branch of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

"That makes sense. The Heavenly Sword Sect’s decision to leave the Eastern Wasteland was indeed a wise one."

"The first wave of demon invasions turned the entire Eastern Wasteland into a hell on earth. Whether low-rank cultivators, Core Formation cultivators, or Nascent Soul Monarchs, all suffered heavy casualties."

"After several waves, fewer than one in ten survived. It took two hundred years to recover some strength."

Eastern Peak Elder sighed.

At the time, the decision by the Heavenly Sword Sect’s leadership to relocate to the Mystic Profundity Sword Sect’s main branch caused significant controversy in the Eastern Wasteland. However, in the long run, it proved to be a wise move. The survival rate of both the higher-ups who entered the Mystic Profundity Realm and the lower-rank disciples who entered other regions of the Cloud Void Region was far higher than that of the cultivators in the Eastern Wasteland.

"The right and wrong of past decisions are now history. The sect’s decisions were not something a mere inner disciple like me could influence at the time."

"This time, I am here simply to revisit my old cultivation grounds and see if I can find any old friends or their descendants."

Lu Xuan reiterated his purpose, trying to dispel any doubts the Nascent Soul Monarch might have.

"Ha ha ha, I have been here for over a hundred years. If there’s anything you need, Brother Lu, feel free to ask."

Eastern Peak Elder finally relaxed and laughed heartily.

(End of Chapter)

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