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Chapter 894: The Sword Talisman that Fell into the Hands of the Yuan Infant
Chapter 894: The Sword Talisman that Fell into the Hands of the Yuan Infant
"Fellow Daoist Guo, don't overthink it. Just enjoy the present moment."
"Indeed, let's savor the wine of today and be drunk today!"
Lu Xuan raised the cup in his hand and toasted towards Guo Bingqiu from afar.
As someone who had taken a different path, he didn't know how to comfort the other party, so he could only stay by his side and drink to his heart's content.
"Fellow Daoist Lu's words make sense. I was too fixated on it," Guo Bingqiu laughed loudly, his mood improving significantly.
"Speaking of which, in the next few decades, I'll probably be spending most of my time in my cave. If I don't have time to cultivate, I might have to seek your guidance, Fellow Daoist Lu, on how to cultivate spirit herbs."
"Haha, feel free to come to me anytime, Fellow Daoist Guo. I'll gladly share whatever I know," Lu Xuan laughed and assured him.
He knew that the other party was just joking to lighten the atmosphere and didn't take it seriously.
After all, among the hundred arts of cultivation, the status of a Spirit Herb Master was not considered very high. Compared to arts like alchemy, talisman-making, and array formation, it was far inferior.
Moreover, no matter what, Guo Bingqiu was still a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. It was almost impossible to expect him to put aside his cultivation and start learning spirit herb cultivation from scratch.
Lu Xuan believed that Guo Bingqiu would do his best to search for healing elixirs and spirit medicines to treat his injuries. Once his strength recovered, he would undoubtedly resume his quest for opportunities and treasures.
He would rather take risks, explore secret realms, fight against the heavens and earth, and compete with demonic beasts and other cultivators for that slim chance of a breakthrough.
He would never place his hopes on spirit herb cultivation.
After chatting for a while, Lu Xuan asked Guo Bingqiu about some details regarding the Fallen Demon Pit and learned about the circumstances of his injuries.
Even though he most likely wouldn't enter that place, it was still beneficial to gain some knowledge about it.
When other cultivators came to visit, Lu Xuan made an excuse and left, returning to his cave abode.
Looking at the countless spirit herbs growing all over the mountains, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly as he thought about Guo Bingqiu's experience.
Back then, when he had joined forces with a group of Golden Core cultivators to hunt down an evil demon and obtained the high-grade treasures offered by Tianxing Cave as a reward, he had returned with great pomp and grandeur.
It seemed as if he was on the path to forming a Yuan Infant, and the Great Dao was within reach.
Who would have thought that in just a short span of a few years, things would take such a drastic turn.
Not only did he fail to obtain a great opportunity, but he also nearly lost his life in a dangerous place.
"Exploring secret realms can indeed bring opportunities and treasures, but a single failure can ruin a cultivator's path, and the price one has to pay is unbearable," Lu Xuan thought to himself.
"The stability of being a Spirit Herb Master is far superior."
As for opportunities, there was no comparison at all.
Lu Xuan's thoughts turned inward as he entered a spacious house. He took out a large number of spirit seeds from the pure white flames that blazed in a furnace and from several blocks of crystal-clear ice piths.
A thin layer of spirit soil appeared on his palm, covering the spirit seeds. With his mind focused on them, he instantly gained detailed information about the seeds.
"Both the Fiery Flame Fruit and the Icy Vine Fruit have been successfully improved. Whether it's the taste or the effect, they are better than the previous varieties."
"Third-grade spirit fruits are quite valuable even for cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage."
Years ago, Lu Xuan had specifically stimulated the spirit seeds of the two fire and ice spirit fruits.
With treasures like the hundred-year-old ice pith and the Pure Yang True Fire in his possession, along with his knowledge of the condensation techniques for both spirit fruits, he didn't have to worry about a lack of spirit seeds for experimentation.
After several rounds of stimulation and repeatedly selecting the mutated spirit seeds, he finally succeeded in improving the varieties.
...
Deep within the Thunder Sea, a vast ruin spread out for thousands of miles.
Thunder raged within, and lightning as thick as buckets fell wildly, resembling a tribulation.
The other cultivator spat out a mouthful of essence blood onto a blood-red broken blade, causing it to emanate a thick bloody light that made one's mind grow hazy.
"A futile attempt to stop me," the Yuan Infant cultivator, a handsome young man with profound eyes that shone like stars, remarked expressionlessly as he watched his opponents' actions.
Subsequently, a pure white flying sword shot out, transforming into a ten-zhang-long snow-white flood dragon amidst a dragon's roar.
The flood dragon's body was enveloped in freezing cold, turning everything in its path into thick layers of ice.
At the same time, a wisp of deep purple flame spewed from the young man's mouth. The flame burned silently without emitting any heat, yet in the eyes of the two Foundation Establishment cultivators, it was as deadly as a reaper.
They glanced down at their chests and saw a cluster of deep purple flames silently appearing.
In that moment of distraction, the snow-white flood dragon pierced through their bodies, disregarding the endless yin and cold sword energies.
Just as two dim yellow spirit lights attempted to escape from their heads, they were tainted by the purple flames and instantly reduced to nothingness.
The young man gestured, and two storage bags flew into his hands of their own accord.
The restrictions on the bags were as good as non-existent to him, and he easily retrieved all the treasures within.
"Indeed, it's a fifth-grade sword talisman," he remarked as he surveyed the items.
Among the treasures, his eyes immediately landed on two pitch-black talismans.
The talismans resembled sword tips, with swirling dark light on their surfaces and thousands of tiny sword energies dancing within, surrounded by a faint yin aura. Holding them gave an odd feeling of both chill and sharpness.
"What kind of sword talisman is this? I've never seen it before," the young man frowned.
He had stumbled upon this realm by chance and entered Leiqi Cave, intending to obtain a treasure.
However, not long after he acquired it, he encountered the two daring Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Confident in their escape abilities, they attempted to steal the treasure from him using a secret technique.
But they had underestimated the Yuan Infant cultivator's strength, and he swiftly found and defeated them after a few exchanges.
However, the sword talismans they activated in their final moments had piqued the young man's interest.
"In the myriad worlds, those who can refine fifth-grade sword talismans should be quite rare," he mused.
Sword talismans were the most powerful and challenging to refine among all talismans, requiring the talisman-maker to be proficient in both sword and talisman arts.
Due to the unique nature of sword energies, the success rate of refining them was far lower than that of ordinary talismans.
As far as he knew, there wouldn't be many forces capable of refining large quantities of fifth-grade sword talismans.
"Old Jian Zhen really has some skills. He once boasted about the few fifth-grade sword talismans he possessed, but he didn't have this type that exudes such dense yin energy," the young man thought, a faint smile playing on his lips as his starry eyes made the surrounding area seem brighter.
Jian Zhen, the young man's friend, was a Yuan Infant True Lord and an elder of Dongxuan Sword Sect, skilled in talisman-making. Their friendship spanned hundreds of years.
"I'll bring it back and show it to him. Otherwise, he'll keep boasting about his talisman-making prowess and reminiscing about his past achievements," the young man anticipated the embarrassed look on his old friend's face when he saw this new sword talisman, and his heart brimmed with expectation.
(End of Chapter)
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