After implanting the Tusk Bone Demon Seed into the skinny old man's ruined body, the ever-frugal Lu Xuan did not forget to put away his four limbs.
Though there was not much to them, they were still flesh and blood from a Core Formation Cultivator, of excellent quality, and especially suitable for cultivating the strange evil Spirit Plants in his Spirit Field.
Then, under the old man's hateful, terrified stare, he entered the Spirit Field.
The skinny old man, after all, was not like him, someone who specialized in cultivating Spirit Plants. The Spirit Field was less than a tenth the size of the one in his Cave Mansion. There were quite a few Spirit Plants, but most were not of a high grade, mainly Third Grade with a small number of Fourth Grade ones, all relatively common varieties.
Lu Xuan's gaze was drawn to several strange Spirit Plants.
The Spirit Plants' pitch-black branches bared their fangs and brandished their claws, shaped like Fierce Ghosts, and dense resentment drifted from them, almost tangible.
"So this must be the Spirit Plant aura I sensed back in the Jade Forest Rogue Cultivator's Cave Mansion? With resentment this deep and heavy, no wonder I noticed it so easily."
Seeing Lu Xuan approach, the strange evil Spirit Plants' branches thrashed wildly, assuming a posture as if they would attack at any moment.
"Mm?"
Lu Xuan gave a soft snort, faintly laced with the explosive rumble of Thunder.
The Spirit Plants had fairly high spirituality. After sensing his strength, they immediately became obedient, their branches drooping low, completely still.
"Now that's what good Spirit Plants should be."
Lu Xuan praised them, pulled the Spirit Plants out of the Spirit Soil by their roots, and replanted them.
With his mind focused on the Spirit Plant shaped