"Of course I wouldn't deceive you, Senior Brother."
Lu Xuan smiled faintly.
"It's just that it's still in the exploratory stage right now. I can only say I have a certain degree of confidence."
"Roughly how many chances out of ten?"
Sword Master Hai Zhen hurriedly asked.
Lu Xuan held out one hand.
"Five out of ten?!"
"Junior Brother Lu truly lives up to being a master of Spirit Plants! You actually have a fifty percent chance of improving a new variety of Sixth Grade Sword Grass."
Jian Hai Zhen was full of praise. If a Sixth Grade Sword Grass were truly improved successfully, Still True Sword Peak, where Lu Xuan resided, would also bask in no small amount of glory, and in the next Sword Peak Competition, they might even move up a few places.
Lu Xuan smiled without speaking.
With the Yangxuan Sword Sheath, the special environment of the Sword Burial Mound, and his own unique Spirit Plant abilities, he had absolute confidence that he could improve a Sixth Grade Sword Grass. It was nothing more than a question of how long it would take.
Thus, when Sword Master Hai Zhen asked, he gave an extremely conservative answer.
But in Jian Hai Zhen's eyes, this was already a tremendous and unexpected delight. Once the improvement succeeded, Lu Xuan would have reached a level comparable to the great powers of the Sword Sect throughout the ages.
"Five out of ten..."
"Junior Brother, rest assured. I still have some say in the sect, and I will make sure that the Rank 8 Sword Grass Spirit Seed smoothly falls into your hands in the end."
After musing for a moment, Jian Hai Zhen promised in a firm tone.
"Many thanks, Senior Brother."
Lu Xuan nodded and bowed.
With Jian Hai Zhen's