You Cultivate, I Farm

Chapter 689: Minors Not Allowed

As soon as he thought of it, Lu Xuan instructed Grass Puppet to take good care of the Spirit Field and entered a quiet room.

He adjusted his state to the best condition and took out that segment of dark golden skeletal bone.

A wisp of white-gold flame slowly floated out from his body, continually baking the Glazed Red Phoenix Bone in front of him.

Several days later, under the joint action of Lu Xuan’s Spiritual Sense and the Pure Yang True Fire, the Glazed Red Phoenix Bone softened slightly, turning into a pool of dark golden liquid that gradually seeped into Lu Xuan’s body.

Within his inner vision, the dark golden liquid silently merged into Lu Xuan’s bones, causing countless dark golden spots to appear on his skeletal frame.

The light spots flickered faintly, slowly being absorbed into the interior of the bones.

As more and more dark golden light spots merged in, Lu Xuan felt a scorching breath surge within him; he couldn’t help but take a deep breath as a fiery red wave rumbled out.

“It seems that I’ve initially integrated the Glazed Red Phoenix Bone into my own bones. However, if I want to completely fuse with it, it will take a long time.”

Lu Xuan stood up and went out to the Spirit Field.

In the following two months, after completing the tasks of cultivating Spiritual Plants and nurturing Spirit Beasts, he refocused on integrating the Glazed Red Phoenix Bone.

Today, after the integration was completed, Lu Xuan felt his bones becoming harder and showing a slight reddish hue. With a thought, the Pure Yang True Fire surged out from his fingertips.

The white-gold flame covered his fingertips, continuously shifting into various shapes. The flames, which were originally lifeless, now had a hint of liveliness.

This was naturally the effect of the Glazed Red Phoenix Bone.

After initially integrating it into his body, Lu Xuan could clearly feel that his control over the Pure Yang True Fire had reached a whole new realm.

After acquiring “Pure Yang True Fire Talisman,” he had practiced arduously for many years. Then, after ingesting Pure Lustrous Tea Leaves, his perception greatly improved, which allowed him to realize the visualization of the Pure Yang True Fire.

Now, with the Seventh Grade Glazed Red Phoenix Bone integrated, his talent in the Fire-related Technique Divine Ability had greatly enhanced. Controlling the Pure Yang True Fire became more effortless and fluid, responding to his will.

While he was still in the Qi Practicing Stage, he acquired “Playing with Flame Jue” from a Light Cluster, which allowed more exquisite manipulation of flames.

However, the control over flames he had mastered was only the most superficial ‘form,’ and now he vaguely touched upon the essence of ‘intention.’

All of this stemmed from the marvel of the Seventh Grade Glazed Red Phoenix Bone.

Day by day, after integrating this Strange Treasure, Lu Xuan returned to the Spirit Field, resuming his ordinary identity as a Spirit Plant Master, tirelessly cultivating every Spirit Plant regardless of Rank.

In the Spirit Field, the six Little Tree Maidens had not changed much in size, but they no longer looked as naive and unripe as they did at the beginning.

One of the Little Tree Maidens quietly landed on the Grass Puppet.

The Grass Puppet itself was specially refined from unique plants and, after swallowing many Nascent Soul Grass Orbs, its body contained a rich Spiritual Energy of plants, which was greatly attractive to the Tree Maidens.

What puzzled this little Spirit was why this strangely shaped Puppet was always wandering around the Spirit Field all day?

Moreover, the route it wandered was always the same, circulating endlessly, to the point where the Little Tree Maiden sitting on the giant head of the Puppet memorized it completely.

“The other strange guy is a bit more interesting.”

The Grass Puppet remained silent and its actions mechanical and monotonous, leaving the naturally cheerful and lively Little Tree Maiden feeling bored. She flapped her thin and pale blue wings and flew onto the Demonic Vine.

In the strictest sense, the Demonic Vine could also be considered a Plant Monster, evolved from the Spirit Plant itself, but it still had a strong affinity for the Tree Maidens.

The Little Tree Maiden gently landed on the grey-white vine; one end of the vine sprouted a tendril-like branch, glanced at her and then slithered like a Giant Snake into the Underworld Spirit Field Area.

“You keep watch outside; I’m going to stretch my limbs,” the Demonic Vine extended a tendril, placing the Little Tree Maiden at the edge of the Underworld Spirit Field and tapped its forehead, signaling for it to stay put.

He then approached the Evil Granny Tree Monster with a defiant air, lifting one end of his vine high.

The powder keg between the two ignited at a touch, and they immediately plunged into a fierce battle, countless dark green branches lunging like long spears at the Demonic Vine, which received the violent storm of attacks with ease.

“Wow!”

The Little Tree Maiden, not far away, watched this scene with pure admiration shining in her innocent eyes, endlessly praising it.

Seeing this, the Demonic Vine’s tendrils instantly grew several times larger, effortlessly wrapping around and binding the Evil Granny Tree Monster’s branches, leaving it unable to break free.

The blurred features on the trunk of the Evil Granny Tree contorted into a variety of fierce expressions, creating a stark contrast with the angelic Little Tree Maiden beside it.

The battle ended, and the Demonic Vine withdrew with ease.

The Little Tree Maiden settled on the vine, her pale green wings wrapping around her small body, her small emerald-like arms folded together, her eyes filled with utmost reverence and admiration.

The Demonic Vine couldn’t bear such a gaze and decided to take the Little Tree Maiden out to see more of the world.

“There’s a great place I’ll take you to, filled with a rich aroma that can make all living beings forget their troubles and bask in joy, I guarantee you little ones will love it~!”

The two plant spirits communicated in their unique way.

“Okie dokie!!”

The Little Tree Maiden nodded eagerly, showing absolute trust in the mysterious fellow.

The Demonic Vine straightened its tendrils, speeding towards the Bewitching Fairy Peach Grove.

“Such a sweet smell!”

From afar, the Little Tree Maiden sensed the intoxicating scent wafting from the corner of the cave abode within the Bewitching Fairy Peach Grove, murmuring softly in awe.

Just as they were about to enter the pink miasma, Lu Xuan descended from the sky, grabbing the Little Tree Maiden’s body in one go.

“No entry for underage spirits.”

Ignoring the Little Tree Maiden’s faint struggles, Lu Xuan looked down and gave the Demonic Vine a sharp kick.

“Who allowed you to bring the Tree Maiden to a place like this?”

“It’s one thing for you, a shameless vine, to come here alone and have fun, but to think of leading my Little Tree Maiden astray?”

Lu Xuan grew even more angry as he thought about the possible consequences of the innocent Little Tree Maiden entering the Bewitching Fairy Peach Grove, stomping on the Demonic Vine.

Supporting the Little Tree Maiden with his spiritual power, he placed her on the Pure Lustrous Tea Spirit Plant.

Then, he picked up the Demonic Vine.

“Come on, I’ll go in with you and take a look.”

It had been nearly three years since he last harvested the Mystical Immortal Peach Spirit Fruit, and a new batch was about to ripen, which meant a large harvest of abnormal light clusters was on the horizon.

Soon after, Lu Xuan emerged from the pink miasma, looking unperturbed. After a moment’s thought, he cast a Cleansing Spell on himself.

“As the orchard accumulates more fallen leaves, the miasma becomes thicker, and its charming powers stronger. It nearly compromised my discipline, and I’m a Core Formation cultivator.”

Lu Xuan shook his head. Inside, he had picked over ten Mystical Immortal Peach Spirit Fruits, reaping treasures like the Fourth Grade Desire-Bewitching Pill, Pill Formula Experience Package, and the “Bliss Sutra” among other frivolous items.

“This is the third harvest of the Mystical Immortal Peaches, and there seem to be fewer fruits this time than before. It seems that the number of fruits will gradually decline over time. It’s difficult to achieve truly unlimited fruiting due to the limitations of the plant’s vitality,” Lu Xuan mused.