You Cultivate, I Farm

"Senior Brother Lu!"

From a distance, Lu Xuan saw a middle-aged cultivator with a profound aura approaching him, his face alight with an eager smile.

"Greetings, Daoist Yu," he said, his eyes flickering with a hint of puzzlement as he greeted the middle-aged cultivator.

He had some recollection of this middle-aged cultivator, surnamed Yu, a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator who had crossed paths several times in a blessed land opened jointly by three sects. They had nodded to each other in passing but hadn't kept in touch after returning to their respective sects.

"It's unexpected for Senior Brother Lu to remember me."

Yu Hong's smile grew even warmer and more sincere.

To Yu Hong, Lu Xuan was particularly memorable. Back in the blessed land, Lu Xuan, with his profound knowledge in spiritual plants, had solved a significant problem involving a bizarre formation in the Arm Forest for many fellow disciples.

He also noted that Huo Lin'er and Jian Wuxia, two esteemed true disciples who usually held themselves in high regard, treated Lu Xuan with remarkable closeness. He even accidentally learned that a Core Formation True Immortal had specially left Lu Xuan a tailor-made talisman as a life-saving item.

With these factors in mind, his attitude towards Lu Xuan, a cultivator specializing in spiritual plants, had changed significantly. He was keen on making an acquaintance but hadn't found an opportunity.

"Yes, I entered the sect with Big Brother Lu."

Immersed in Yu Hong's overly enthusiastic attitude, Baili Jianqing answered subconsciously.

"Hisss..."

Yu Hong couldn't help but inhale sharply in surprise.

He hadn't expected such a history between them. He was well aware of the time Baili Jianqing had entered the sect, which meant that Lu Xuan had advanced from an outer sect disciple to the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment in less than twenty years?

So young, yet so esteemed by the sect's true disciples and even a Core Formation elder – his future was boundless!

"Senior Brother Lu, Jianqing's grandfather and I were fellow disciples, with a deep friendship."

He took the initiative to share his connection with Baili Jianqing with Lu Xuan.

"I see." Lu Xuan nodded.

"Yu..." For a moment, he was unsure how to address Yu Hong.

"It's alright, let's just go by our respective titles; you can call me Junior Brother Yu."

Yu Hong's face was creased with smiles.

After Lu Xuan took his seat, the conversation among the group naturally shifted towards him. Learning of his status as a cultivator of spiritual plants, they all expressed their admiration.

When the banquet ended, Lu Xuan approached Baili Jianqing, tossing a cyan-mottled gourd up and down in one hand. As the gourd ascended and descended, faint sounds of sword ringing emanated from within.

"Knowing you like sword-related items, I'm giving this Sword-Nurturing Gourd to you as a congratulatory gift for your breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment realm."

Under Baili Jianqing's fervent gaze, Lu Xuan gently tossed the gourd to him.

Among the more than ten Sword-Nurturing Gourds he possessed, he had specifically selected the best quality one to gift to Baili Jianqing.

"Thank you so much, Big Brother Lu!"

Catching the Sword-Nurturing Gourd, Baili Jianqing sensed the unmatched sharp and formless sword qi inside it with his spiritual awareness, holding it dearly.

The Sword-Nurturing Gourd could release nurturing formless sword qi, possessing formidable offensive capabilities. Although produced by a spiritual plant, it surpassed most third-grade artifacts, making it the perfect gift for Baili Jianqing, who had just been promoted to an inner sect disciple.

Lu Xuan didn't linger in his cave dwelling. After catching up and reminiscing for a while, he returned to his own dwelling.

As soon as he entered the Flowing Light Formation, a cloud-stepping lynx emerged from nowhere, peering at Lu Xuan from the dense forest before nonchalantly walking past him.

After Lu Xuan playfully tousled the tufts of fur on its ears, the lynx let out a low "ao ao" growl, its emerald eyes unchanging as it silently walked away.

Then, a grey vine, resembling a grey snake, crawled to Lu Xuan's feet, attempting to burrow into his sleeve.

"Stop that! You're too big now to be burrowing everywhere!"

Lu Xuan quickly halted the Demon Ghost Vine, pulling out a Flame Fruit from his storage bag and stuffing it into the top of the vine.

Since returning from the blessed land, he had been feeding the Demon Ghost Vine various spiritual fruits daily as a reward for finding the Flesh Spirit Deity and Arrow Vine seeds among other spiritual seeds in

the blessed land.

After its appetite was greatly satisfied, the Demon Ghost Vine leisurely wandered around the spiritual field daily, marking parts of plants it took a fancy to.

It had a particular fondness for two types of spiritual plants.

When bored, it would stay under the Enchanting Spirit Peaches, enjoying the slightly intoxicating effect of the pink miasma and the strange sensation of its vines continuously splitting into tentacle-like branches.

If the Illusion Sound Bamboo nearby became too noisy, it would stuff its tentacle branches into the bamboo's many crevices, stuffing them full to prevent any noise.

Lu Xuan arrived at the lakeside, only to see a rock-shelled turtle covered in thick mud joyfully jumping around in the small lake, its dirty appearance utterly mischievous.

The Azure-Horned Dragon Carp quietly stayed in a corner, fully absorbing the thin white spiritual qi rising from the small lake.

The Fire Flood Dragon calmly resided at the bottom of the lake, guarding the fifth-grade Dragon Bone Grass, hoping to absorb a hint of dragon qi.

"Hm? Where did the plump bird go?"

Lu Xuan wondered, usually greeted by the enthusiastic Wind Falcon, its round belly nowhere to be seen today.

His spiritual sense swept over the mountain, finding the Light Green Plump Bird, its aura continuously rising, hidden deep in the woods.

"Eh, is it about to break through?"

Lu Xuan was delighted, quickly making his way to the Wind Falcon's side.

Seeing Lu Xuan, the Wind Falcon's round eyes lit up with joy.

Lu Xuan's presence boosted its confidence in advancing.

It spread its broad, light green wings, with light green spiritual light flowing on them, creating howling gusts of wind.

Soon, the Wind Falcon's internal aura reached a peak, its wings flapping lightly, stirring a fierce wind that toppled trees within a dozen meters.

"Chirp!"

With a crisp call, firm and decisive, all its spiritual power converged within its body.

Lu Xuan watched nervously, ready to assist at any moment.

"Chirp!"

A crisp call echoed to the heavens, the Wind Falcon turning into a streak of green light, zipping through the mountain with incredible speed, barely visible to the naked eye.

Lu Xuan's lips curled into a smile, feeling its inner joy.

The second-grade Wind Falcon, nurtured in the rich and pure spiritual qi environment of the inner sect, fed on second and even third-grade spiritual fruits and treasures like they were common stones. After years of accumulation, it finally advanced to a third-grade spiritual beast.

He approached where the Wind Falcon had been, gently touching the faintly twinkling white light orb that appeared out of thin air.

Countless tiny light spots instantly surged into Lu Xuan, a thought flashing through his mind.

【The second-grade Wind Falcon has advanced to a third-grade spiritual beast, receiving a fourth-grade artifact, the Azure Stride Shoes.】

A pair of light green shoes appeared in Lu Xuan's hands, densely covered in intricate light green spiritual patterns, as light as a feather, seemingly ready to be swept away by the slightest breeze.

Lu Xuan focused on the light green shoes.

【Azure Stride Shoes, a fourth-grade artifact, crafted from the leather of a fourth-grade Azure Stride Bird, adorned with numerous lightness, acceleration, and space-breaking runes. As light as down, they significantly reduce the weight of the cultivator and greatly increase speed.】