I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates-Chapter 982 980: Cha Yin Soil

Apart from the Fragrant Flesh Branch, which wasn't far from complete maturity, the Ancestral Coffin Wood of the same Sixth Grade had also entered a rapid growth stage.

In the Spirit Field, the horizontally growing Spirit Wood resembled a coffin laid flat, exuding a rich and pure Yin Qi, which made Lu Xuan feel remarkably cool, and he couldn't help wanting to lie down in it to try it out.

The corpse of the "Cultivator" that had been planted with the Bone Demon Seed was no longer recognizable as human, with large and small ferocious bones growing wildly, looking at first glance like a giant mutated porcupine.

The area around the Demon Seed was filled with thick Demonic Qi, and the Yin Soul Resentment that roamed the Evil Strange Spirit Field seemed to be extremely fearful of the Demonic Qi and did not dare to approach the vicinity of the Bone Demon Seed.

The Talisman Yin Peach had grown much more than last time, already reaching about three feet in height, with countless mysterious and abstruse patterns on its branches and stems, patterns that seemed to change subtly at all times, and which contained some talismanic magic according to Lu Xuan's current understanding of talisman path.

As the Talisman Yin Peach needed to grow in a pure Yin Qi environment, several layers of Prohibitions and Restrictions were set up around it, isolating all Yin Soul Resentment and allowing it to grow by itself.

In the Spirit Field, the only Seventh Grade Weird Spiritual Plant, the Netherworld Immortal Tree, hadn't made very noticeable progress in its growth over the years.

The deep yellow Spirit Plant was growing in the Yin Qi Spiritual Spring, looking rather inconspicuous.

But one's spirit, upon focusing on the Spirit Plant, would immediately witness an earth-shattering change.

Grey-yellow streams stretching endlessly, across tens of thousands of miles, there was an enormous tree deep down, rooted in a Ghost Lizard pond; its thick roots like strangely-shaped tentacles with countless peculiar items hanging on its trunk.

After attentively Cultivating the Netherworld Immortal Tree, Lu Xuan continued deeper into the Spirit Field.

In the corner of the Evil Strange Spirit Field, the Dark Nightmare Willow was quietly growing.

The Spirit Plant was still in the sapling stage, pitch black all over, as if it wanted to absorb Lu Xuan's spirit and soul.

The eerie patterns on the branches were more pronounced than before, slowly moving in a very strange way.

"Uh?"

After nurturing the plant, Lu Xuan was about to leave when he suddenly felt an extremely stealthy and venomous gaze upon him from behind. Turning his head back, he saw nothing, only the slow moving sinister patterns.

Turning his head again, he could sense that slight anomaly.

With a thought, a pure white flower appeared in his hand, and on its petals, the entirety of the Dark Nightmare Willow was revealed.

While his back was turned to the plant, the sinister patterns on its branches quickly coalesced together, forming a vague and eerie face that intently watched Lu Xuan.

But when Lu Xuan turned back, the eerie face, as if sensing something, immediately dispersed into many patterns.

"Having absorbed so much pure Yin Qi, this Dark Nightmare Willow should have initially condensed some Willow Spirit Essence within."

"Once it grows to a certain stage, that Willow Spirit Essence will transform into a Nightmare Ghost, capable of communicating with some strange existences in a special space."

Lu Xuan thought to himself, completely unconcerned about the weak Willow Spirit Essence that was trying to be mysterious.

"Pfft~"

As he passed a small lake, suddenly, a jet of blood shot out from the lake bottom, aiming straight for Lu Xuan's face.

With a thought, the blood jet hadn't yet reached his face and dissolved mid-air into a small Blood Pearl.

"Come out and have a look. I haven't seen you in so long, and yet your blood-spewing skills have improved a lot."

Lu Xuan sent a thought into the depths of the small lake.

Subsequently, a deep-red giant clam emerged slowly from the bloody water.

It seemed to be playing with Lu Xuan, spouting a stream of blood jets from inside it.

Lu Xuan quickly took out several bottles of Water Dragon Essence Blood from his Storage Bag and poured them into the giant clam's crevice.

The Blood Spring Clam Mother, after absorbing a large amount of Essence Blood, satisfiedly returned to the depths of the small lake.

Lu Xuan finished inspecting all the Weird Spiritual Plants and returned to the courtyard, quietly waiting for the return of Linggu's transformation.

Within less than half an hour, a giant meatball descended from the sky, landing right in front of Lu Xuan. Bouncing due to the huge inertia, it took a long time to come to a stop.

The fur on the meatball surged like waves, clearly in an extremely joyful mood.

However, bloodstains all over indicated that this seemingly adorable giant meatball was not one to be trifled with.

"You've grown quite a bit, you big meatball," remarked Lu Xuan as he sensed the increasingly strong aura emanating from the Spirit of Flesh.

Before he could catch up with the Disaster-level Evil Spirit, the Little Thousand-Handed Demon barged into the courtyard. Upon seeing Lu Xuan, its body immediately swelled, and dozens of tentacle-like arms on its back rapidly enlarged, turning into long spears stabbing toward Lu Xuan.

The meatball tilted its powdery white pupils to glance at the Thousand-Handed Demon, seemingly very displeased with it offending Lu Xuan.

A streak of blood light swept across, grabbing hundreds of arms at once and gobbling them up whole.

The Thousand-Handed Demon, already accustomed to the Spirit of Flesh's on-the-spot materials sourcing, immediately quieted down, running off to a corner to count the tiny remaining arms on its back.

Following that, Linggu, in his transformation, entered the cave abode and came to the courtyard to greet Lu Xuan with a bow.

"Where have you been?" Lu Xuan asked indifferently.

"I was invited by a few Golden Core Rogue Cultivators to explore the Fengyuan Underworld City on the seventh level, but I did not venture into the central area," Linggu replied with a hoarse voice.

"Good, as long as you deem it feasible, you may explore the Secret Lands accordingly," Lu Xuan nodded lightly.

"On my way here, I happened to hear people talking about you. You've killed several Golden Core True People recently?" he inquired curiously.

"Indeed, as per your instructions, I've spent most of my time in the cave abode Cultivating Spiritual Plants, occasionally taking up challenges or venturing out on my own, exploring Secret Lands or hunting Demon Beasts to collect Flesh and Blood Divine Souls to nourish those plants," Linggu spoke slowly.

"Did you find any High-grade Spirit Seed or other treasures related to spiritual plants?"

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"I've seized a few treasures. In a contest with several Golden Core True People over a Seventh Grade Spirit Seed, I revealed quite a lot of my abilities and even used dozens of Fifth Grade Sword Talismans."

Linggu lightly tapped his storage bag at his waist, and several treasures appeared in Lu Xuan's sight.

A large pile of pale red Spirit Soil was particularly eye-catching, emitting a faint red glow and a slight fragrance that gave off an eerie feeling.

"This type of Spirit Soil is known as Cha Yin Soil, and it is of Sixth Grade," Linggu explained as he saw Lu Xuan's gaze fall on it.

"Its preparation method is quite malicious; it is said to be concocted by refining the Essence Blood of many young girls with Cha Yin Bodies into Yin Spirit Soil, containing an extremely pure and rich Yin Qi, making it extremely suitable for the growth of Yin-Spirit Plants."

"It's something I snatched from an Evil Cultivator at the Golden Core Completion Realm. After seizing it, I eradicated him completely, using his Flesh and Blood for Cultivating Spiritual Plants, and his soul is detained, temporarily held in the Soul Lantern."

"Sixth Grade Weird Spirit Soil, its acquisition just feels too inhumane and overly toxic," Lu Xuan thought as he carefully stored the pile of Cha Yin Soil.

"Putting that Evil Cultivator to death can be considered a small act of atonement," he reasoned.