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Chapter 412: I Want to Learn Farming
Chapter 412: I Want to Learn Farming
While attempting to condense the Wind and Thunder Sword Grass Spirit Seed, Lu Chen was also meticulously cultivating two types of fourth-grade sword grasses.
For the Sword Peacock, Lu Chen's spiritual power surged, and a deep black wind and thunder sword qi appeared, with black winds swirling and thunder rumbling as arcs of electricity leaped.
Under his control, the sword qi divided into dozens of sword rays, faintly forming a sword formation. It whistled as it permeated the Sword Peacock.
Nurtured by numerous sword rays, the Sword Peacock fanned out like a peacock, layer upon layer, with sword qi flourishing wildly. Amidst its beauty and splendor, there also lurked a sharp killing intent.
Having cultivated the Sword Peacock for so long, Lu Chen had become quite proficient in his grasp of the Peacock Sword Formation. Dividing the sword rays and forming the sword formation now only took a few moments.
The Sword Qiao, which had been planted and cultivated for a longer period, had already entered the maturation stage. Dozens of sword qi apparitions danced around the sword grass, and two sword rays bent like thin wings. They possessed a chilling sword intent while moving at an incredible speed, leaving afterimages in the air.
The owl-shaped sword qi landed on the Sword Qiao spirit plant, merging with the branch-like stems. Its wings spread open, and the feathers resembled slender, sharp swords, exuding a formidable aura.
"I wonder what kind of light group reward a fourth-grade sword grass will produce," Lu Chen said, a hint of anticipation in his eyes as he gazed at the Sword Qiao beside him.
For the following days, he remained in his cave abode, tending to the numerous spirit plants in his spirit field like a seasoned farmer.
One day, an uninvited guest arrived.
"Baili, it's been a while since I've seen you. What brings you here today?" Lu Chen asked warmly, addressing a youthful man with slender eyes—his fellow sect member, Baili Jianqing.
"Brother Lu, can you sense my spiritual consciousness?" Baili Jianqing said with a proud smile.
"Have you broken through to the Foundation Establishment realm?" Lu Chen asked in surprise, his spiritual sense sweeping over Baili Jianqing.
"That's right! I'm now an inner sect disciple of the Celestial Sword Sect too!" Baili Jianqing exclaimed.
"Hahaha! Congratulations!" Lu Chen said, patting him on the shoulder excitedly.
"Hehe, who knows, I might even surpass you in cultivation one day and make you address me as Senior Brother Baili," Baili Jianqing said, his eyes sparkling with ambition.
"Then you'd better work hard for it," Lu Chen replied, a mysterious smile playing on his lips.
"Hey, Brother Lu, you're already at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage? But I thought you spent all your time cultivating spirit plants. How did your cultivation improve so quickly?" Baili Jianqing asked, his eyes widening in surprise.
"Brother Lu, I want to learn how to farm!" Baili Jianqing wailed.
He remembered that when they had joined the sect together, his cultivation had been slightly stronger than Lu Chen's. Yet, after they entered the sect, Lu Chen, who was known as a Spirit Herbologist, had progressed at an astonishing pace.
Not only did Lu Chen quickly break through to the Foundation Establishment realm and become an inner sect disciple, but he had also quietly reached the mid-Foundation Establishment stage before Baili Jianqing knew it.
"Brother Baili, farming isn't something you can just pick up on a whim. It takes talent," Lu Chen teased.
"That's what you call talent," Baili Jianqing said, a hint of jealousy in his voice.
Despite not having seen each other for a long time, the two still interacted comfortably, their relationship unaffected by the changes in their cultivation and status.
"Right, Brother Lu, the reason I came here today is to invite you to attend my celebration banquet in a few days. I want you, a mid-Foundation Establishment expert, to grace the occasion with your presence," Baili Jianqing said after some casual chat. He handed Lu Chen an invitation card.
"Sure, I'll be there on time," Lu Chen assured him as he took the invitation.
...
Time flew, and soon it was the day of Baili Jianqing's celebration.
"Fellow daoists, please enjoy some spirit fruits and spirit tea while I await the arrival of a senior," Baili Jianqing said, his expression shifting slightly as he addressed his guests. He stood outside his cave abode, his demeanor respectful as he waited quietly.
Before long, a middle-aged cultivator with a profound aura rode on a sword light and arrived before Baili Jianqing.
"Senior Yu! Welcome!" Baili Jianqing greeted him with a respectful bow.
The middle-aged cultivator was named Yu Hong, a close friend of Baili Jianqing's grandfather back when they were both in the Celestial Sword Sect. However, their fates had taken drastically different turns.
One had reached a dead end in his cultivation journey, unable to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage. He had ended up in a desolate and harsh land, living a mere hundred years, all the while hoping that his descendants would possess outstanding talent and fulfill his unaccomplished aspirations.
The other, Yu Hong, had smoothly advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage, becoming an inner sect disciple. His lifespan had extended to three to five hundred years, and he had even reached the mid Foundation Establishment stage, with a glimmer of hope to glimpse the Pill Formation stage.
After Baili Jianqing joined the Celestial Sword Sect, he had visited Yu Hong several times, and the latter had shown great care for his friend's grandson.
"Jianqing, now that you're an inner sect disciple, there's no need to address me as 'Senior' anymore. From now on, let's address each other as senior and junior martial brothers," Yu Hong said gently.
"That won't do," Baili Jianqing insisted. "Even though I'm an inner sect disciple now, you're still my senior."
Seeing his insistence, Yu Hong revealed a helpless smile. "That doesn't conform to the sect's rules. How about this—in public, you can address me as 'Senior Martial Brother,' but in private, you can call me 'Senior' if you wish."
The two entered Baili Jianqing's cave abode, one after the other. The guests inside quickly came out to greet them, sensing Yu Hong's mid-stage Foundation Establishment spiritual power. They all bowed and greeted him respectfully.
"Senior Yu... Senior Martial Brother Yu, this is Shen Chongwen, and this is..." Baili Jianqing introduced the guests present.
"This is Senior Martial Uncle Yu. His cultivation is profound, and he has been in the mid Foundation Establishment stage for decades. His prowess in the Sword Dao is truly terrifying," Baili Jianqing added.
"Senior Martial Uncle Yu!"
Hearing Baili Jianqing's introduction, the guests' expressions became even more respectful.
"Hmm."
Yu Hong scanned the group, nodding slightly. He paid extra attention to the two early Foundation Establishment cultivators, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes.
Baili Jianqing quickly served spirit fruits and spirit tea, and the guests gathered around Yu Hong. They laughed and chimed in with every word he spoke, making Yu Hong feel like a spring breeze was washing over him.
Yu Hong also relished in this environment, occasionally sharing tales of his adventures and explorations in secret realms, which left the group in awe.
"Senior Martial Brother Yu, I'll be right back. I have another friend coming, and I'll go welcome him," Baili Jianqing said softly.
Yu Hong nodded nonchalantly as he sipped his tea, savoring the moment.
Soon, Baili Jianqing returned, leading a handsome young man into the cave abode.
Yu Hong's eyes flickered, and his teacup shook violently, nearly spilling its contents.
"Senior Martial Brother Lu!"
(End of Chapter)
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