Another two months passed.
Lu Xuan stood before the ten Primal Spirit Ginseng plants used for seed condensation. His Divine Sense extended, and with extreme caution, he extracted the newly condensed spirit seeds from within the plants.
"All ten plants successfully condensed seeds, yielding thirty-seven spirit seeds in total."
"This way, there will be a few more cultivation Light Orbs to harvest next time."
Satisfaction filled his heart.
The newly condensed Primal Spirit Ginseng spirit seeds still needed further handling. He put them into the Fangcun Book, then continued checking the remaining spirit plants in the Spirit Field.
After carefully nurturing them, Lu Xuan entered the Sword Burial Mound forbidden ground once more.
"Another mutated White Bone Killing Sword Grass Spirit Seed."
He had obtained one long ago, one during the refining of his avatar, and now another one, making three Mutated Spirit Seeds in total.
Lu Xuan was just about to stuff the remaining common spirit seeds into the sword sheath.
Then the sheath spat out a faint strand of Sword Qi, vomiting out all the eerie white-bone spirit seeds.
"Heh, after staying in this Stone Cave for so long, you're missing the Sword Xuan Hedgehog."
Sensing the faint thought coming from the Yangxuan Sword Sheath, Lu Xuan could not help laughing.
"Fine, I'll take you out for some fresh air."
"However, once you're satisfied, you still have to nurture spirit seeds for me."
He sent a thought to the sword sheath.
The ancient, mottled sword sheath abruptly sprang up and hung itself at Lu Xuan's waist. Its tip tapped lightly from time to time, indicating that it was nodding in agreement.
"Looks like I've squeezed it too hard after all."
Lu Xuan reflected on himself.
After returning to his Cave Mansion, he swept his Divine Sense across the