I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates Chapter 93 - Chapter 93: Chapter 91

Chapter 93: Chapter 91 – Constant Reporting for Constant Pleasurel

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“So it is really possible to identify the demon with this method!”

Having returned to his room, Lu Xuan was still somewhat incredulous.

After learning about Wang Ruohai being taken over by a demon, he tried to feed it several spirit fruits, and unexpectedly, he discovered the intricate details of the demon inside him.

“However, although this method appears to be quite peculiar, its actual effect isn't as significant as I thought.”

“It only helps in gaining information about the demon, but not about its abilities, shortcomings. Moreover, under normal circumstances, demons wouldn't eat things given to them by a stranger cultivator.”

Lu Xuan analyzed.

As for how to handle the presence of a demon once it's found, he would neither expose this fact nor contemplate on removing demons and guard the Dao.

He had only three choices before him, either wait, or escape, or deal with the demon.

Wait for the demon to reveal itself either voluntarily or accidentally, but this is too passive. If he were to escape from this place, he wasn't familiar enough with the Secret Land, and this wouldn't be appropriate. Moreover, after escaping alone, he couldn't be certain that he wouldn't encounter other demon beasts.

“The best solution is to have someone else deal with it,”

A thought popped up in Lu Xuan's mind.

“A momentary pleasure of whistleblowing, the pleasure of always whistleblowing…”

The night grew deep.

Inside the house where Li Jianfeng resided.

Suddenly, a faint noise was heard, a small paper-bulk, tossed from nowhere, fell inside the house.

Before the paper-bulk hit the ground, Li Jianfeng, sleeping soundly on the bed, sprang up and darted outside.

Outside the house, the moonlight was tranquil, with no trace of any shadow.

Li Jianfeng held a heavy blade in his hand, his eyes sharp as lightning; the scar on his face, as tall as a centipede, looked even more ferocious in the night.

When his spiritual sense scanned the surrounding area, the entire camp was extremely quiet, only punctuated by the faint sound of breathing coming from the tents.

Li Jianfeng returned to the house with a stern expression, and skillfully unfolded the paper-bulk with the tip of his blade.

A line of weird handwriting was revealed:

“Be careful! Wang Ruohai has been tainted by a demon.”

It was evident that the author of this handwritten note had used his non-dominant hand to conceal his handwriting.

Li Jianfeng's eyes didn't reflect any changes, as he activated his spiritual power, deep black flames emerged at the tip of the blade, reducing the paper to ashes.

Early in the morning, Lu Xuan, yawning, came out of his room.

Last night, he used the Hidden Spirit Cloak to invisibly deliver a warning to Li Jianfeng in the form of a paper ball. Worried about the possible aftermath, he harvested the remaining three ghost-faced stone mushrooms on the hillside.

After returning to his room, hardly closing his eyes, he was a bit tired.

When he reached the camp dining area, quite a few cultivators had already gathered.

The coldness in his chest was growing stronger, which left Lu Xuan more alert than before.

While having his breakfast, he observed Li Jianfeng and Wang Ruohai.

Everything was the same as usual, no different from before. It was as if Lu Xuan's note had been dropped into the ocean, never to be heard from again. “Something's wrong!”

A middle-aged Spirit Plant Master ran into the group, yelling in panic.

“It seems like Friend Xia is missing!”

“I didn't see Friend Xia, so I went to his room to check but didn't find him.”

“Do you think something happened to him?”

Upon hearing this, the Spirit Plant Masters at the scene unsettled and started murmuring to each other, a worried look on their faces.

“Calm down! Why the panic? First, let's search the mountain.”

Wang Ruohai stepped forward, and sternly scolded.

The crowd, grouped in threes and fives, turned the hillside upside down but still couldn't locate the cultivator surnamed Xia.

“Friend Xia may have encountered an accident, or he may have simply had something else to attend to. Everyone, there's no need to panic, just stay alert and be cautious.”

“With many High-grade Qi Practitioners and Mid-stage Cultivators here, even if any demon beasts or evil spirits invade, they will be no match for us.”

Wang Ruohai was comforting more than a dozen Spirit Plant Masters.

Lu Xuan was among the crowd, looking anxious and seemed to be worried about his own safety as well.

Wang Ruohai quickly formulated countermeasures. He and Li Jianfeng were the strongest warriors among the cultivators. The two agreed to take turns guarding at night to ensure the safety of the Spirit Plant Masters present.

Under such an anxious atmosphere, the speed at which the Spirit Plant Masters picked Dragon-whisker Grass slowed down significantly.

Soon, night fell.

A elusive figure suddenly appeared in the camp. Under the moonlight, his head turned as if searching for something.

After confirming his target, he gently drew a line in the middle of his forehead. Immediately, a lifelike pale skin silently fell off, exposing the muscle and tissue inside.

The pale skin bag had a hint of an eerie smile at the corner of its mouth as it gently floated towards a wooden house.

Suddenly, a sword light flashed abruptly, seemingly about to split the skin bag in half.

The pale skin bag was stirred by the sword light, fluttering chaotically in the wind but cleverly avoided the cold sword light.

“What on earth are you, to dare to possess Wang Fellow Daoist's body!”

Li Jianfeng, wielding a heavy sword, emerged from the shadows.

Initially, he didn't consider the paper bundle a big deal, thinking it was just a prank, or a cultivator trying to sow discord between them. However, when a Spirit Plant Master went missing during the day, he started to believe the words on the paper bundle. That's why he vigilantly stayed up all night in the camp, waiting for the moment the demon envoy showed itself.

“Who am I? I am Wang Ruohai!”

The pale skin bag laughed even more, spreading out in the air, revealing the face of Wang Ruohai.

“Bold demon! How dare you invade a Wang Family Cultivator, prepare to die!”

His sword was enveloped in pitch-black flames, and he shot towards the eerie skin bag in the air like an arrow.

Everything that was happening in the camp had already awakened everyone.

Most of the people present were Mid-stage Qi Cultivators, experts in planting but not combat. Seeing the bizarre and terrifying skin bag in the sky and thinking about how Wang Ruohai, a High-grade Qi Practitioner, had been unknowingly invaded by this demon envoy, many Spirit Plant Masters simply fled from the camp.

Lu Xuan was one of them. Although he managed to oust the Sin Bag quickly by reporting it, expecting him to join forces to fight the demon envoy was wishful thinking.

He had a First Grade Swift Talisman attached to each of his legs, and he moved swiftly through the night.

According to his memory from the journey here, instead of running deeper into the Secret Land, he moved towards the outer area with the intention of leaving as soon as possible.

“Once I get back to the market, I must find a way to buy a Feathering Method.”

Almost an hour later, Lu Xuan leaned against a big tree, thinking to himself.

With the emergence of the white light cluster, he had been eagerly anticipating the rewards it would yield.

Initially, he thought that if a Feathering Method could be revealed from the light cluster, with the help of the Experience Package, it would save him a significant amount of cultivation time.

Moreover, he had always been living hand to mouth with his Spirit Stones, prioritizing the purchase of Spiritual Seeds and Spirit Beast Cubs, and hence, he hadn't been able to cultivate any Feathering Method.

In this situation, the importance of the Feathering Method was highlighted. At least it would enable him to run faster than other cultivators. This alone was more than enough.

“Friend Lu, so you are here. I've been searching for you.”

Suddenly, a familiar voice came. Li Jianfeng appeared not far in front of him.

“Wang Ruohai and the demon envoy that possessed him have been taken care of by me. Come back to the camp with me and continue identifying Dragon-whisker Grass.”

He smiled, causing the centipede scar on his face to shrivel and stand out, which made him look even more fearsome.

“Stop!”

A silver-white blade appeared in Lu Xuan's hand.

“State the secret code!”

“Secret code, what secret code?”

Li Jianfeng asked in confusion.

“The secret code to prove you're not a demon envoy. I suspect that you've been contaminated by the demon. If you want to prove your innocence, you can state the secret code we established previously.”

Lu Xuan pointed his blade at Li Jianfeng and said in a low voice..

Chapter end