Time flew by swiftly; in the blink of an eye, three years had passed.
During this period, the many Spirit Plants in the Spirit Field were growing well.
After Lu Xuan obtained that Ice Soul Cold Light Sword Grass Spirit Seed, he went to the Sword Sect's Scripture Pavilion at once and learned the first half of a high-level Ice Attribute Sword Art.
With the aid of the Profound Understanding Sword Heart and Thunderous Sword Gall, plus the considerable improvement to his aptitude and soul, it did not take long before he reached a proficient level.
He only needed to cultivate the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword Grass; there was no need to practice the more complex and obscure later parts.
After more than two years of cultivation, the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword Grass had already grown a seedling over an inch tall.
The tiny plant stood proudly upright. A thick layer of frost had condensed over the surrounding Spirit Soil, and countless fine strands of Sword Qi darted rapidly within the frost.
After Lu Xuan inspected every Spirit Plant in the Spirit Field, he rose and flew toward the Sword Palace.
The Sword Palace was packed with people. The cultivators from the Nine Sword Peaks were divided into nine regions, their boundaries distinct, every face solemn.
The Sword Peak Competition was about to begin.
"This is my second time participating in the Sword Peak Competition. I should still be able to achieve excellent results in Spirit Plants, Spirit Brew, and Talismans Crafting."
Lu Xuan sighed inwardly from below.
This time, he still had no intention of comparing combat strength with the other Sword Sect disciples. No other reason—he simply looked down on almost all of the rewards the Sword Sect had brought out.
Of the scant two or