The Phantom Sound Bamboo, stuffed full of the Demon Ghost Vine's countless slender gray vines, could not help but let out wanton, decadent notes, making the scene before him even more unfit for the eyes.
"This Phantom Sound Bamboo, planted near these ten Bewitching Peaches, really is birds of a feather flocking together. It didn't learn anything else, but it did pick up this indecent trick."
"I wonder what light orb reward I'll get after it fully matures."
At the sight, Lu Xuan did not know whether to laugh or cry.
He had the Demon Ghost Vine withdraw from the Phantom Sound Bamboo, which had already entered its mature phase, then lightly slashed with the short silver-white sword in his hand.
A tremendous hum rang out.
Sword Qi Thunder Sound roared past, shaking the many cracks on the Phantom Sound Bamboo's roots and stems until they all turned outward and surged open.
All the noisy, bizarre sounds by his ears vanished in an instant. Only the lingering echo of thunder reverberated there, and within that sound was the power of the Buddhist sect.
"As expected of Sword Qi Thunder Sound. So fierce and domineering."
"If I use the Thunder Sound Sword to draw out Sword Qi Thunder Sound over a long period to cultivate the Phantom Sound Bamboo, I wonder what it'll look like after it matures."
After briefly testing the Thunder Sound Sword's effect on the Phantom Sound Bamboo, Lu Xuan thought to himself.
He returned to the Spirit Field and inspected the detailed condition of the many Spirit Plants there.
"A large number of Water Firefly Grass have matured."
Lu Xuan's Spiritual Sense swept over the remaining hundred-plus slender azure-blue spirit grasses in the Spirit Field and found that the Progress Bars below more than forty Water Firefly