Next, Lu Xuan followed Yu Qiushui to her Cave Mansion.
The grades of the spirit plants planted in her Spirit Field were not very high. A few of them had developed small problems, which Lu Xuan spotted at a glance.
After resolving them, he followed Shang Xiuyuan to the Spirit Field under his management.
"Senior Brother Lu, this way."
Shang Xiuyuan walked ahead and opened a restriction set up around the Spirit Field.
As soon as they entered the Spirit Field, a wave of heat rushed straight at them.
What came into view was a Spirit Field filled with pale-red spirit soil. Wisps of faint fiery-red spiritual energy rose from the soil in curling trails, lingering for a long time without dispersing.
"Junior Brother Shang, is this Fourth Grade Burning Flame Soil? To have gathered this much of it is quite difficult."
Lu Xuan said softly. He had once read many classics on spirit plants, so naturally, he recognized the origin of this pale-red spirit soil at a glance.
"Senior Brother Lu has good eyes! It is indeed Burning Flame Soil. I previously planted quite a number of Third Grade fire-attribute Spirit Fruits here, and after the Spirit Fruits matured, I happened to obtain four Fifth Grade Geng Metal Sword Grass, so I planted them in this Spirit Field."
"When I first began nurturing them, the Geng Metal Sword Grass were still growing normally, but in the past year or two, their growth has become worse and worse, and even their vitality has begun to wither."
There was obvious worry in Shang Xiuyuan's eyes.
Fifth Grade Sword Grass did not come easily. If the cultivation failed, even with his Core Formation Mid-Stage realm, he would find it hard to bear that price.
"Geng Metal Sword Grass..."
Lu Xuan muttered softly