Another three years passed in the blink of an eye.
In the Spirit Field.
Dozens of Primal Spirit Ginseng had already entered the stage of maturity, and the vital energy condensed above them had grown increasingly dense. From afar, it looked as though they were shrouded in thick white mist.
Lu Xuan carefully nurtured them for a while, then arrived at the Sword Grass area of the Spirit Field.
The many Fifth Grade Sword Grasses were likewise growing well. With practiced ease, he cast the corresponding Sword Art, and countless tiny strands of Sword Qi seeped into the Sword Grass Spirit Plants, nourishing them to their hearts' content.
Finally, he came before the seven Mutated White Bone Killing Sword Grasses.
The moment he stepped in, endless killing intent and Sword Qi rushed into his face, making him feel as though he had instantly entered an ancient battlefield filled with slaughter. A few traces of brutality involuntarily rose in his heart.
"Compared to ordinary White Bone Killing Sword Grass, the Slaughter Sword Intent spilling out is clearly a bit stronger. It can actually have a slight effect on someone at the Nascent Soul Realm."
A hazy Purification Light flashed over the surface of Lu Xuan's body, and his mind instantly regained its clarity. Looking at the seven mutated Sword Grasses before him that were nearing maturity, his expression was one of satisfaction.
In order to improve them successfully as soon as possible, he did not plan to harvest Light Orbs from these seven mutated plants. Instead, he would use them all to condense Mutated Spirit Seeds.
The hundred-plus Tassel Fish he had caught from Heart Sword Lake before had still had some effect. In addition, Lu Xuan no longer had to run back and forth between the Sword Sect and the