The three of them looked at the loving, reunited Ink Scale Flood Dragon Family, and all felt an odd sense of disharmony at the same time.
"All right, you two Martial Nephews, thank you for solving the Ink Scale Flood Dragon's loss of appetite this time."
"Especially you, Nephew Lu. Your attainments in the path of Spirit Plants and Spirit Beasts are truly extraordinary. You have broadened my horizons."
The Middle-aged Confucian Scholar spoke gently to Lu Xuan, his eyes full of admiration.
"You flatter me, Uncle."
Lu Xuan lowered his head slightly and replied modestly.
"Nephew Lu, you helped me solve a major problem. After thinking it over, I've decided to give you a Spirit Seed."
"I obtained this Spirit Seed by chance during an expedition. It's just that I rarely plant Spirit Plants, so I can't tell what type of Spirit Seed it is. Based only on the vitality inside the seed, I roughly judged that it is very likely a kind of Third Grade Spirit Plant."
"Keeping it in my hands would only be a reckless waste of heavenly treasure. I'll give it to you, Nephew Lu, so it can be put to proper use."
The Middle-aged Confucian Scholar took out a Spirit Seed from his Storage Bag and handed it to Lu Xuan.
"Thank you, Uncle. I will definitely cultivate it well."
Lu Xuan accepted the Spirit Seed with both hands, his gaze gathering on its surface.
The Spirit Seed was the size of a fist, as if it were enclosed by layer upon layer of thin jade sheets. It looked crystal-clear and translucent, and when held in the palm, he could even feel a faint warmth and smoothness.
He recalled the Third Grade Spirit Plants recorded in the Jade Scroll at Si Nong Hall, but