Thunder Hǒu Beast, in danger! The Sixth Grade Spirit Seed in that grotto-heaven was still being nurtured, and there was still some uncertainty as to whether it could successfully condense into a seed.
Zhang Jiuzong originally had no intention of telling Lu Xuan, but after seeing his attitude toward the merchant guild's spirit plants, he changed his mind and decided to strive for it on Lu Xuan's behalf as much as possible.
"Good! I hope Lu will have the chance to cultivate the rare Sixth Grade Spirit Seed Daoist Zhang mentioned, and contribute my humble strength to the merchant guild."
When Lu Xuan heard this, he hurriedly stated his position.
At present, he already had more than ten kinds of Sixth Grade Spirit Plants in his Cave Mansion, but all of them had been painstakingly gathered. If he could obtain one easily, that was naturally all the better.
Moreover, according to what Zhang Jiuzong had said, that Sixth Grade Spirit Seed should be an existence similar to the Yin-Yang Reversal Fruit, and the reward from the Light Orb he harvested would be even more generous.
The two chatted idly for a while. Zhang Jiuzong did not linger long, then took his leave.
Lu Xuan watched his figure disappear into the fine lightning that filled the sky, then returned to his Cave Mansion.
He gently pulled out the stopper at the top of the White Jade Thin-Necked Bottle and released a sealed restriction on it. Under the control of his Spiritual Sense, a drop of pale-white spiritual liquid slowly drifted out from within.
The pale-white spiritual liquid hovered in the air, its form shifting without rest, as though reflecting the waxing and waning, the clear and clouded phases of the moon palace. Faint silver radiance surged out like ripples, and a