No more than a few breaths after the Communication Talisman was sent out, a clear, ringing dragon's cry sounded outside the Cave Mansion.
Lu Xuan swept out his Divine Sense and saw a Silver White Flood Dragon Shadow wrapped around Jian Hai Zhen as it came flying over at top speed.
"Junior Brother Lu, you truly succeeded in improving a new Sixth Grade sword grass?"
Sword Master Hai Zhen was still outside, but his urgent voice had already crossed the protective Array Formation and fallen into Lu Xuan's ears.
"Senior Brother, there is no need to be so anxious."
Lu Xuan arrived at the entrance with calm composure and welcomed Jian Hai Zhen into the Cave Mansion.
"Haha, let Senior Brother have a look at your new spirit seed!"
Jian Hai Zhen laughed heartily, his laughter making the distant Sword Qi Cloud Sea churn without end.
Smiling, Lu Xuan handed a Killing Prison Suppressing Sword Grass Spirit Seed to Jian Hai Zhen.
Jian Hai Zhen had not done much research into spirit plants, but at the very least, he could tell what level the vitality within it had reached.
"It is indeed a Sixth Grade spirit seed. From the looks of it, it seems to have some connection to the sect's Fifth Grade White Bone Killing Sword Grass."
He turned the spirit seed in his hand over and over, studying it for a long while before reluctantly returning it to Lu Xuan.
"Senior Brother has discerning eyes. It was indeed improved from the White Bone Killing Sword Grass."
"Haha, I truly did not misjudge you, Junior Brother Lu."
Jian Hai Zhen had entered the Nascent Soul Realm several hundred years ago, and his will was incomparably firm. Rarely did he have a moment like this, when joy welled up from