After chatting for a few moments with the swordsman guarding the top floor of the Scripture Pavilion, Lu Xuan hurried back to his Cave Mansion.
"Nearly three months have passed. I wonder how that Fangcun Wood is doing now."
With those three Fangcun Woods that could stir spatial changes weighing on his mind, he entered the Cave Mansion and ignored the few Tree Nymphs that came crowding over, ying-ying-ing at him, heading straight for the core area of the Spirit Field.
"Good. There are only a few Space Cracks, not yet to the point where they can slip inside them."
He released his Divine Sense and carefully observed the spatial changes around the Fangcun Wood, finding several Space Cracks like transparent fissures. Then he drew out the unique, faint spatial power within the Spirit Tree and erased the Space Cracks into nothingness.
"This is the bad thing about spatial spirit plants. They're always thinking of fleeing into the void, so I have to check on them often and stay vigilant."
After tending the Fangcun Wood, Lu Xuan finally felt at ease enough to inspect the other spirit plants in the Spirit Field.
The large number of newly planted Fifth Grade Sword Grasses had already taken root and sprouted. Many slender small swords, only about three inches long, pointed straight at the heavens, sharp Sword Qi spreading all around them.
Those seven Azure Profound Flourishing Wither Sword Grasses had already entered the mature stage, arranged in perfect disorder. Their auras echoed each other from afar, and they already looked to have the rudiments of a Sword Formation.
Beside them, the Star Shifting Sun Changing Sword Grass planted after he came to the Sword Sect had likewise entered a stage of rapid growth. The Sword Qi around it moved like the sun,