I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates - Chapter 890 - 888 Demon Foster Place
Chapter 890: Chapter 888 Demon Foster Place
After resolving the issue with the spirit beast’s mutation, Lu Xuan did not linger in the Wutu Star Cave, bidding farewell to Thunderfire True Monarch and the others before departing.
Back in the Thunderfire Star Cave and confirming there were no anomalies, he activated the formation and entered his cave abode.
“I didn’t expect to reap so much from this trip to the Wutu Star Cave.”
With a thought, Lu Xuan summoned the Thunder Extreme Yang Liquid and Genkun Wutu Soil—two superior treasures—to appear before him.
“Both of these treasures are quite rare and precious, otherwise they wouldn’t have been collected by two Nascent Soul True Monarchs.”
“The main thing is, the quantity here is quite substantial.”
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There were over a hundred pounds of Genkun Wutu Soil, and a large cluster of Thunder Extreme Yang Liquid, enough for the spirit beasts and spirit plants in the cave abode to use for a very long time.
“Looks like I can put off harvesting Thunder Liquid from the Thunder Behemoth’s territory for a few years.”
Lu Xuan couldn’t help but remark.
His spiritual sense then swept across the entire cave abode.
The Thunder Dragon Behemoth was playing, in a manner of speaking, with the Green Mountain Scale, teaching the Little Thousand-Handed Demon a lesson.
The little demon liked to stir up trouble—so deserving of a beating that, even after being thrashed dozens or hundreds of times, it still hadn’t learned its lesson, wreaking havoc everywhere.
At the back of the cave abode, the Thunder Beast lazily lay at the edge of an artificial Thunder Pond cultivated with two E-Mu Green Thunder Vines, occasionally slapping its drum-like belly bulge, looking utterly content.
“This Thunder Beast has fully switched to a life of leisure.”
Lu Xuan laughed lightly and summoned the two Thunder Attribute Spirit Beasts.
Two streaks of silver-white light shot over like lightning, the Thunder Dragon Behemoth and the Thunder Beast gazing curiously at Lu Xuan.
“Come, come, come, I’ve brought back something delicious for you today, drink your fill!”
Lu Xuan laughed and took out the Thunder Extreme Yang Liquid from his storage bag, his spiritual sense dividing it into two fist-sized clusters of spiritual liquid and floating them in front of the Thunder Beast and the Thunder Dragon Behemoth.
The spiritual liquid was a vast expanse of white in which countless fine thunder sparks nearly spilled out.
Feeling the pure thunder spirit breath inside, both spirit beasts showed excited expressions, eagerly swallowing the spiritual liquid.
Soon, the Thunder Dragon Behemoth was suffused in silver-white radiance, and silver-white sharp horns on its head crackling with thunder sparks that danced about, emitting a sizzling sound.
The corners of the Thunder Beast’s mouth curved upward, with thunder striking its’ large belly drum, eliciting bursts of thunderous roars.
“Ah, providing for a family is not easy!”
“There really are too many mouths to feed at home.”
Lu Xuan could not help but lament.
After a while, the two spirit beasts had mostly digested the Thunder Extreme Yang Liquid.
The Thunder Dragon Behemoth kept smacking its lips, its silver-white pupils blinking at Lu Xuan non-stop, seemingly asking if there was any more.
The Thunder Beast tilted its head, wearing a puzzled expression.
The Thunder Extreme Yang Liquid indeed nourished it greatly, but why did it feel as though there was a faint presence of monster tribes within it?
Lu Xuan, in tune with its thoughts, coughed lightly.
“Cough, this spiritual liquid did not come by easily, it is extremely rare and precious, and I don’t have much of it either.”
“Wait for some time, and I’ll let you enjoy it again.”
He gave them a few instructions and then flew into the spirit field to examine the condition of every spirit plant.
Along the way, he watered the E-Mu Green Thunder Vines and the abundance of Thunderstorm Lotuses with some Thunder Extreme Yang Liquid.
At the same time, he took out a small part of the Genkun Wutu Soil, scattering it evenly in the core spirit field.
Seventh Grade Spirit Plants demanded higher-quality spirit soil, and the Genkun Wutu Soil could slightly enhance their growth rates.
As for the outer fields planted with Low Grade Spirit Plants, ordinary spirit soil was already sufficient; using Genkun Wutu Soil for cultivation would be a waste.
He carefully inspected each spirit plant, sensing the subtle needs of the many and meticulously meeting each one.
“Hmm? The Cicada Wood is about to molt for the second time?”
Arriving at the Core Spirit Field, Lu Xuan noticed that the Seventh Grade Cicada Wood had undergone significant changes.
Compared to its last shedding, the Spirit Wood had grown about a foot taller.
On its semi-translucent trunk, patterns of fine cracks emerged.
With faint noises, the cracks continued to spread, bulging slightly outward as if something new was being nurtured within.
“The first shedding took about a year; this second time, it’s been almost two and a half years.”
“This speed is still acceptable.”
Lu Xuan thought to himself.
Just then, his sharp Spiritual Sense detected a transparent presence sneak out from the cracks.
The original tree bark turned into chunks falling to the ground, stirring up numerous particles glowing with a faint Spiritual Light, which dissipated within moments.
“All things turn to void…”
Such a thought surfaced in Lu Xuan’s mind.
“Thankfully, there are rewards from the Light Cluster.”
He looked at the White Light Group that had quietly appeared next to the Cicada Wood, and his mood immediately improved a great deal.
He touched the surface of the Light Cluster with his hand, and in an instant, it shattered silently, transforming into a sky-full of tiny light spots that soared into the sky.
The countless light spots rapidly condensed into a Spirit Cicada phantom, which instantly entered Lu Xuan’s body.
At the same time, a thought flashed across his mind.
[Cicada Wood shedding, evolved into a Second-Level Spirit Plant, gained a Third Rank Gauze Magical Instrument, the Illusion Mist Veil.]
As the thought dissipated, a strange gauzy garment appeared in front of Lu Xuan.
The garment was made of an unknown material, extremely light and thin; it felt weightless in his hands, and as the Spiritual Light flowed, it seemed like a cloud of vapor gently drifting, exuding an illusory and dream-like sensation.
Lu Xuan’s mind focused on the gauze magical instrument, instantly understanding the detailed information about it.
[Illusion Mist Veil, a Third Rank Magic Artifact with a decent stealth effect, when worn, can hide a cultivator’s body and breath to a certain extent.]
“Third Rank Magic Artifact…”
“Hmm, not bad among its peers,” Lu Xuan remarked softly.
However, his expectations for the reward after the Cicada Wood evolved into a Second-Level Spirit Plant weren’t high.
“I hope it will grow into a higher rank and produce Divine Ability Treasure Items with powerful hiding capabilities,” he thought to himself.
Although the Fifth Grade Clear Mayfly Feather Robe was nice, it wasn’t quite sufficient in front of a Nascent Soul True Monarch, who could easily sense his Cultivation Realm with a little effort.
If they were to investigate forcefully, even the Treasure Items on him might be exposed.
Therefore, Lu Xuan eagerly wished for Divine Skills and Treasure Items with better stealth abilities.
After obtaining a Third Rank Magic Artifact, Lu Xuan’s heart remained undisturbed as a well; his Spiritual Sense swept over and noticed that the Thousand Handed Demon with its numerous long arms was getting beat up.
“There are too many Spirit Beasts in the Thunderfire Star Cave Abode, and this little devil hasn’t learned its lesson, provoking Fat Bird and the others time and again; it should be put into the Abyss Star Cave,” he said.
“That place is teeming with Yin Beast Ghost Creatures, perfect for it to freely exhaust its exuberant energy, suitable for its irritable nature that loves to fight.”
“Furthermore, there’s the Disaster-level Demon Envoy, the Spirit of Flesh sitting there; the Big Meaty Ball loves to consume flesh and blood, which naturally has a suppressing effect on this little Thousand-Handed Demon.”
Lu Xuan muttered to himself.
“From now on, I’ll leave this little demon in the care of Big Meaty Ball to mentor; if it can’t teach it properly, it’s the only one to blame.”
Lu Xuan decided to make the Abyss Star Cave the Demon Foster Place, allowing the Spirit of Flesh to take care of the troublesome Thousand Handed Demon.
He looked toward the distant Thousand Handed Demon in his Cave Abode, a strange smile spreading across his face.
The Thousand Handed Demon, currently embroiled in a fierce battle with the Thunder Dragon Behemoth, shuddered involuntarily, seemingly angry at its own reaction, and with a roar, swung its many arms and charged at the Thunder Dragon Behemoth.
