Chapter 868: A Minor Teleportation Spell
Chapter 868: A Minor Teleportation Spell
"A Buddhist treasure... The Demon Subduing Spike used to nurture the Sitting Buddha Lotus before can still be of use."
"As for the Spirit Earth and Spirit Qi that contain the power of light, I'll need to gather them separately."
"Additionally, according to the information, when the Ancient Lamp Grass matures, I'll need something called the 'Heart Lamp Buddha Flame' to ignite it and aid the spirit plant's transformation?"
Lu Chen muttered softly.
The conditions for cultivating this seventh-grade Ancient Lamp Grass were extremely complex, and it would likely require a lot of effort.
Fortunately, the light sphere reward served as a great motivator, and Lu Chen was full of enthusiasm.
"However, under normal cultivation, it will take at least a hundred years for the Ancient Lamp Grass to mature, so there's no rush to obtain the Heart Lamp Buddha Flame."
He thought to himself.
He then took out the Spirit Seed that was blooming with light and stored it in the Gluttonous Insect Pouch to prevent the loss of its vitality.
After keeping the Spirit Seed, he also released the ten little Tree Sprites.
The ten little Tree Sprites were initially uncomfortable in the strange environment, huddling together without moving.
"You guys take them around and get familiar with the place."
Lu Chen instructed the few Tree Sprites that had already reached the Fifth-grade complete form.
"Yes, Master."
The Tree Sprites flapped their pale green wings, leading their companions towards different parts of the spirit fields.
The further they ventured, the brighter their eyes shone.
There were simply too many high-grade spirit plants in the cave abode.
A plant here and another there, it was almost too much for the little Tree Sprites to take in.
The pure wood and plant spirit qi exuding from each high-grade spirit plant made the little Tree Sprites feel as if they had entered a fairyland, enchanting them.
The larger Tree Sprites watched their companions' behavior with a hint of pride and satisfaction on their faces, making soft buzzing sounds.
As they approached the corner of the mountain where the Bewitching Peach was located, the little Tree Sprites sensed the rich wood and plant spirit qi emanating from not too far ahead, and they wanted to rush in to take a look.
A flash of green light passed by, and the six Tree Sprites unanimously blocked their path, afraid that the little Tree Sprites would enter the area filled with pink miasma.
"This place is a forbidden area for us."
They didn't know what they were thinking, but their faces showed a hint of shyness, and they conveyed a thought to their companions.
Within the pink miasma, there were several powdery-white spirit peach trees that were vaguely visible, and something long and thick seemed to slide beneath them.
"This Yaogui Vine is up to no good again, trying to seduce my innocent little sprites into entering the Bewitching Peach Grove."
Lu Chen looked at the numerous tendrils and tentacles that had reached the edge of the pink miasma and couldn't help but smile in rebuke.
After returning to the cave abode, he resumed his life as a spirit plant cultivator, a life he had been leading for decades.
Every day, he cultivated spirit plants, raised spirit beasts, and only during his free time would he cultivate the divine abilities and techniques obtained from the light sphere.
Three months passed in the blink of an eye.
During this period, Lu Chen did not go to the major star cave secret realms to hunt for evil demons. Instead, he stayed mostly within his cave abode, leading a reclusive life as a spirit plant cultivator.
Through intentional inquiries, he learned that more and more cultivators were dying while trying to hunt down the evil demons, and some of them were even acquaintances.
Of course, they could only be considered casual acquaintances. Upon hearing of their unfortunate deaths at the hands of the evil demons, Lu Chen would express his condolences before returning to his usual self.
However, he eventually received a piece of bad news.
On this day, while he was cultivating spirit plants, a green message talisman flew outside his cave abode, buzzing and vibrating, catching Lu Chen's attention.
"A message talisman unique to Yulin Sanren."
Lu Chen was delighted and used his spiritual sense to bring the message talisman to him, infusing it with spiritual power.
A slightly tired voice transmitted from within.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, I am Yulin Sanren. Due to staying in the secret realm for an extended period, I only discovered your message talisman recently. Please forgive me.
"We happened to encounter several high-level demons, and after fleeing with all our might, only I and two other daoists survived."
"Fellow Daoist Wang Suihuai died during the demon pursuit."
"Fellow Daoist Wang perished?"
Lu Chen's expression grew complex, his emotions stirred.
He had just learned of this news from Yulin Sanren's talisman and was greatly surprised.
Having known Wang Suihuai for many years, he held a high regard for the fellow cultivator's expertise in beast taming and his silent demeanor.
Hearing this news now, he sighed with emotion and felt a sense of loss.
"Alas..."
After a long while, he let out a long sigh.
Choosing to hunt demons in exchange for treasures, whether it was Fellow Daoist Wang or other cultivators, would likely lead to the same outcome.
Only a select few cultivators could seize such opportunities and rise to prominence.
The Heavenly Star Cave wouldn't offer so many high-grade treasures without expecting something in return from the countless loose cultivators.
To obtain these treasures, one had to complete their commissioned tasks, endure countless trials, face mysterious and demonic beasts, and compete with innumerable loose cultivators—a challenge as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
"Fortunately, I, as a spirit herbologist, have my own unique path."
Lu Chen let out a soft laugh, shaking his head in relief, grateful for the existence of the light sphere.
He gathered his thoughts and comforted Yulin Sanren, offering his assistance within his capabilities.
The talisman remained silent for a long time, and Lu Chen wondered if Yulin Sanren had retreated to heal his injuries or if there was another important matter at hand.
Unbothered, Lu Chen continued his reclusive life in the cave abode, cultivating his spirit plants.
One day, as he was feeding spirit insects to the Spirit Trapping Cage, he suddenly sensed rampant thunderous power raging within the cave abode.
With his spiritual sense, he perceived a silver-white light flashing through the cave abode, leaving behind streaks of silver-white lines.
"The Flying Thunder Herb has matured."
Lu Chen's lips curved upward, and his Thunder Wings unfurled, transforming into a bolt of silver-white thunder as he chased after the Flying Thunder Herb and grasped it in his hand.
The silver-white spirit herb struggled, and strands of thunderous light seeped into Lu Chen's palm, having no effect on him due to the strength of his physical body.
The Flying Thunder Herb gradually calmed down, and a white light sphere quietly emerged, flickering before Lu Chen.
Lu Chen held his breath, reaching out to gently touch the surface of the light sphere.
In an instant, the light sphere silently shattered, transforming into countless microscopic lights that vanished into Lu Chen's body.
A thought flashed through his mind.
Harvested a sixth-grade Flying Thunder Herb and obtained the middle-tier divine ability, Minor Teleportation Spell.
As the thought vanished, an ancient tome appeared in Lu Chen's hand.
"Minor Teleportation Spell..."
He gazed at the crude, large characters on the cover and gently opened the pages, revealing innumerable abstruse and intricate lines within.
The lines seemed chaotic, but they actually contained a hint of spatial philosophy, suggesting the ability to instantly traverse between two points.
Lu Chen focused his mind on the ancient tome, immediately grasping its detailed information.
Minor Teleportation Spell, middle-tier divine ability. Upon mastery, one can instantly move within a certain range, the size of which depends on the cultivator's spiritual power, spiritual sense, and cultivation progress. Upon perfection, one can grasp a thread of spatial power, allowing them to ignore most array formations and restrictions.
(End of Chapter)
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