Time passed quickly while he was in charge of the blessed land.
The large and small matters within the blessed land did not require Lu Xuan to handle everything personally, and he rarely had time to cultivate. Each day, he practiced and visualized several cultivation techniques he had obtained from the Light Orbs.
In his leisure time, he went to sit for a while with the White Ape and the Old Dragon Turtle.
The ferocious beast experiments in the forbidden area, under his highly efficient handling, no longer required him to go there every day.
Every few days, he went in to collect scraps of Demon Beast Blood Meat, failed fusions of demon beast blood essence, and Yin Soul Grudge that drifted like lonely ghosts and wandering souls through the dark-red passage.
Occasionally, he Returned to Sect and visited his Cave Mansion, tending to the many spirit plants, and also took a trip to the Netherworld Courtyard and the Defective Secret Realm to satisfy the spirit plants' needs.
During this period, another burst of Emperor Flow Paste erupted in the blessed land. Lu Xuan gathered quite a lot, and even scraped the Old Dragon Turtle's share completely clean.
Like this, three months passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, he returned to the sect.
Sitting on a Spirit Crane, Lu Xuan keenly sensed that the atmosphere in the Inner Sect was somewhat different from usual.
When he occasionally saw a few Fellow Disciples, before Lu Xuan could even go over to greet them, they hurried away, as though something were chasing them from behind. Lu Xuan, somewhat puzzled, returned to his Cave Mansion and peacefully cultivated spirit plants and raised Spirit Beasts, looking every bit like a diligent Spirit Plant Master.
The next day, he came to