I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates Chapter 6 – 6 Chapter 5 Turmoil_1

6 Chapter 5 Turmoil_1
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“Jingold Sword Art, a First Grade Technique, uniquely cultivates gold-series Sword Qi in the orifices. When activated, it's swift as the wind, causing grave damage.”

A First Grade Technique, he didn't expect such a treasure to come out from that Light Cluster…

Lu Xuan's mind was awestruck for a moment.

He had currently mastered three spells; Fireball Technique, Spirit Rain Technique, and the Earth Pulling Technique, which had recently emerged from the white cluster of light. These three techniques were of the lowest grade, strictly speaking, simply a rudimentary application of Spiritual Power.

As for Jingold Sword Art, although it was of the lowest rank, a First Grade Technique, Lu Xuan was already fully satisfied.

It should be known that even among Qi Practitioners of the intermediate or high level, a First Grade Technique wasn't something that everyone had.

He stayed in place, and following the path that appeared in his mind, his Spiritual Power slowly gathered.

Immediately, a pale gold colored stream of air about three inches long and finger-wide gushed from his body, rapidly moving towards the stone wall and slashing a black thorn into two.

Lu Xuan walked over, picked up the smoothly cut half of the thorn, and was secretly shocked at the destructive force of the pale gold Sword Qi.

Although Black Thorn was not a Spirit Plant, it was extremely tough. Lu Xuan had once tested it with the Fireball Technique, and it took half a moment to burn the thorn into two.

Comparing the two techniques, the Jingold Sword Art was significantly cleaner and much more lethal, clearly over twice as powerful.

“Just started practicing, the time it takes to use the sword technique is too long, its power also greatly reduced.”

“With such a powerful method, it needs to be practiced more in the future.”

“Of course, if I can get another Jingold Sword Art as experience bonus, that would be even better.”

Lu Xuan looked at the remaining fifteen Spirit Firefly Grasses, and couldn't help but think.

He put the harvested Spirit Firefly Grass into the Jade Box and plans to go out again.

He currently had nine mature Spirit Firefly Grasses, six of which were of ordinary quality and three were of good quality.

The quantity of Jade Boxes was limited, there was no room to put extra Spirit Plants. In order to prevent the Spiritual Power of the Firefly Grass from dissipating, these nine Spirit Firefly Grasses had to be sold as soon as possible.

At the same time, a lot of Spirit Fields were freed up, combined with the near maturity of the remaining Firefly Grasses, Lu Xuan planned to use the Spirit Stones he got in exchange to buy some Spiritual Seeds.

If he had enough Spirit Stones, he could look for a low-level protection method at the market.

The emergence of the white light cluster in the courtyard Spirit Field abruptly heightened the importance of the Spirit Field. Lu Xuan was afraid that a Cultivator or Demon Beast might sneak in, take away or injure the Spirit Plants in the Spirit Field, affecting the richness of the white light cluster.

He instructed the Grass Puppet a few words to take care of the house, then took the Jade Box with Spirit Firefly Grass, and left the courtyard.

As soon as he stepped out, he ran into Zhang Hong who had just returned from the market.

“Little Brother Lu, where are you heading?”

Zhang Hong saw Lu Xuan from a distance and laughed heartily.

“Hello Brother Zhang, I plan to take a look at the market.”

Lu Xuan greeted Zhang Hong.

After a few pleasantries, he learned that Zhang Hong had just returned from the market and bought several body protection talismans, preparing for the forthcoming clearing of the Secret Land.

“Little Brother Lu, are you really not willing to join us on the expedition to clear the new secret land in the wilderness?”

Zhang Hong, changing the subject, asked Lu Xuan again without giving up.

“I appreciate Brother Zhang's kindness, but my aspiration is not in that direction, I just want to be an ordinary and peaceful Spirit Plant Master.”

Lu Xuan waved his hand, firmly refusing.

“There's nothing I can do then, I was thinking that if I could partner with you, based on our long time spent together, we could back each other up.”

Zhang Hong said regretfully.

“I wish Brother Zhang a successful journey full of extraordinary encounters and a safe return.”

Lu Xuan sincerely wished, holding his fists.

The two bid farewell to each other.

Lu Xuan walked to the market and found that there were a lot more cultivators in the market than usual.

Defensive talismans became a hot commodity, healing pills were even more scarce. As soon as they appeared, many cultivators would scramble for them. Even if the price was considerably higher than usual, they remained in high demand.

“It seems that the news about the Wang Family's upcoming exploration of a new secret land has already spread throughout Linyang Market.”

“So many qi cultivators of low and intermediate levels want to get a share of the spoils. I wonder how many will get the opportunity, and how many will simply turn into stepping stones for others.”

Lu Xuan observed the restless energy in the market without being swayed and watched quietly.

He lingered in the market for a couple of moments, taking note of every piece of information around him, occasionally asking casual practitioners who had set up stalls. Eventually, he turned a few corners and arrived at a medicinal shop called 'Bai Cao Tang'.

The shop owner was an alchemist with a great demand for various alchemy materials. Lu Xuan had sold all the spiritual medicines he had grown to this shop before, and the prices were fair.

Upon entering the shop, a strong smell of herbs wafted over. Lu Xuan verily familiar with the place, headed straight into a wooden house.

Inside the wooden house, all sorts of spiritual medicines of different sizes were piled up, with several attendants busily processing them.

“Kid Lu, are you here to sell Spirit Firefly Grass again?”

An elderly man with a lean figure spotted Lu Xuan, looked at his bulging chest, and greeted him.

“Yes, Manager He, some Spirit Firefly Grasses have matured. I've come to sell them to your shop.”

The lean old man was a relative of the medicinal shop's alchemist and usually assisted in managing some of the shop's miscellaneous tasks. Lu Xuan had to interact with him while selling the Spirit Firefly Grass, and the two were quite familiar with each other.

“How much do you have?”

“Nine stalks, how much is the Spirit Firefly Grass for a stalk now?”

Lu Xuan took out a jade box from his chest and asked.

“Still the old price, three low-grade spirit stones per stalk.”

“Manager He, aren't you a bit unreasonable?”

Upon hearing the thin old man's answer, Lu Xuan, who had reached out to hand over the jade box, pulled his hand back.

“As far as I know, quite a few of the Spirit Firefly Grasses cultivated by the spirit plant masters in the North District have recently been plagued by pests, resulting in lower yield than usual.”

“Rumors are rampant in the market that the Wang Family in the central area is about to explore a new secret land, which has lead to a dramatic surge in the price of healing pills.”

“As the main ingredient in refining healing pills, if the Spirit Firefly Grass is still being priced according to old quotes, it'll be too much for us honest casual practitioners.”

“You little devil, your cultivation level isn't high, but your nose is pretty sharp.”

Manager He laughed and scolded him, then adjusted his expression and stated.

“One Spirit Firefly Grass for three spirit stones plus twenty spirit fragments. Non-negotiable.”

Lu Xuan lowered his head and pondered for a moment, knowing that this was a very fair price.

“The Spirit Firefly Grass of a good quality is the same price?”

“Oh?”

The lean old man looked up in surprise.

“You've actually cultivated a good quality Spirit Firefly Grass? Show me.”

High-quality raw materials could slightly increase the rate and effect of pill formation during alchemy, making them highly sought after by alchemists.

“No mistake, this is indeed a good quality Spirit Firefly Grass.”

“For someone as young as you with sparse spiritual power in the field, it's not easy to cultivate such quality spirit plants.”

“In that case, I'll buy these three good quality Spirit Firefly Grasses at a price of three spirit stones and fifty spirit fragments per stalk. Would that be agreeable to you?”

Lu Xuan quickly nodded his head; after all, it was just slightly better than ordinary quality. It wasn't top-tier or perfect quality Spirit Firefly Grass. An increase of thirty spirit fragments per stalk was already quite good.

He handed the nine Spirit Firefly Grass stalks to the lean old man. The old man furrowed his brows, checked over each one carefully, didn't fuss over them, and counted out the spirit stones to give to Lu Xuan.

Six regular Spirit Firefly Grass stalks and three of good quality exchanged for twenty-nine inferior spirit stones and seventy spirit fragments in total.

Lu Xuan carefully put them at his waist, feeling the traces of cold essence emanating through his clothes from the spirit stones. His heart was burning with excitement.

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