Chapter 5 - Restlessness

  "Gengjin Sword Art, a first-grade magic, uses a special method to nourish the golden sword energy in the acupoints. When activated, it is as fast as the wind and has extremely strong lethality."

  A first-grade magic, I didn't expect such a good treasure to appear in the light ball...

  Lu Xuan's mind was in a trance for a moment.

  He currently mastered three magics, the Fireball Magic, the Spirit Rain Magic, and the Earth Attraction Magic that was recently opened by the white light ball. These three magics are all of low-level, strictly speaking, they are just some superficial use of spiritual power.

  Although the Gengjin Sword Art is only the lowest grade, Lu Xuan is already satisfied.

  You know, even among the middle-level or even high-level cultivators of Qi training, the first-grade magic is not something that everyone has.

  He stayed where he was, and according to the route that appeared in his mind, his spiritual power slowly gathered.

  Then, a light golden airflow about three inches long and finger-wide surged out of his body, quickly swept towards the stone wall, and cut a black thorn in two.

  Lu Xuan walked over and picked up a piece of thorn with a smooth cross section. He was secretly shocked by the lethality of the pale golden sword energy.

  Although the black thorns were not spiritual plants, they were very tough. Lu Xuan had once experimented with the fireball technique, and it took half a minute to burn the thorns.

  Compared with the two techniques, the Gengjin Sword Technique was much cleaner and more than twice as lethal.

  "I just started practicing, and it takes too long to use the sword technique, and the power is greatly reduced."

  "With such a powerful technique, I have to practice diligently in the future."

  "Of course, if I can open an additional "Gengjin Sword Technique" as an experience bar, that would be the best."

  Lu Xuan looked at the remaining fifteen spiritual fireflies and thought.

  He put the picked spiritual fireflies into the jade box and planned to go out again.

  He currently has nine mature spiritual fireflies, six of which are of ordinary quality and three of good quality.

  The number of jade boxes is limited, and there is no space to put extra spiritual plants. In order to avoid the loss of spiritual power of the spiritual fireflies in the future, these nine spiritual fireflies must be sold as soon as possible.

  At the same time, there were a lot of empty spiritual fields, and the remaining area of ​​the spiritual firefly grass was about to mature. Lu Xuan planned to use the spiritual stones he exchanged to buy some spiritual seeds.

  If there were enough spiritual stones, he would see if he could find a low-level protective formation in the market.

  The white light ball that appeared in the spiritual field in the yard made the spiritual field much more important. Lu Xuan was afraid that some cultivators or monsters would sneak in and take away or harm the spiritual plants in the spiritual field, affecting the abundance of the white light ball.

  He told the grass puppet a few words to take care of the house, and then left the yard with the jade box containing the spiritual firefly grass.

  As soon as he went out, he happened to meet Zhang Hong who came back from the market.

  "Brother Lu, where are you going?"

  Zhang Hong saw Lu Xuan's figure from a distance and smiled heartily.

  "Hello, Brother Zhang, I plan to go to the market to take a look."

  Lu Xuan greeted Zhang Hong.

  The two exchanged a few words, and he learned that Zhang Hong had just returned from the market and bought several amulets to prepare for the upcoming reclamation of the secret realm.

  "Brother Lu, do you really not want to go to the wilderness together to open up that new secret realm?"

  Zhang Hong changed the subject and asked Lu Xuan without giving up.

  "I appreciate your kindness, Brother Zhang, but I am not interested in this. I just want to be an ordinary and peaceful spiritual plant master."

  Lu Xuan waved his hand and refused firmly.

  "That can't be helped. I was thinking that if I could be with you, we could take care of each other after knowing each other for so long."

  Zhang Hong said regretfully.

  "I wish Brother Zhang many adventures and a safe return."

  Lu Xuan clasped his fists and gave sincere blessings.

  The two said goodbye.

  Lu Xuan walked to the market and found that there were many more monks in the market than usual.

  Defensive talismans became popular, and healing pills were even more rare. As soon as they appeared, many monks scrambled for them. Even though the prices were much higher than usual, they were still in short supply.   

  "It seems that the news that the Wang family is about to open up a new secret realm has spread in the Linyang market."

  "So many Qi-cultivating cultivators and low-level and mid-level cultivators want to get a piece of the pie. I don't know how many cultivators will get the opportunity, and how many cultivators will become stepping stones for others."

  Lu Xuan felt the restless atmosphere in the market, unmoved, and watched quietly.

  He stayed in the market for two or three moments, paying attention to every piece of information around him, and asked the casual cultivators who set up stalls from time to time. Finally, after turning a few intersections, he came to a medicine shop called "Baicaotang".

  The owner of the medicine shop is an alchemist, and the demand for various alchemy materials is relatively large. The spiritual medicines that Lu Xuan planted before were sold to this medicine shop, and the price was fair.

  Entering the medicine shop, a strong smell of medicine came, and Lu Xuan entered a wooden house familiarly.

  The wooden house was piled with various spiritual medicines of all sizes, and several medicine boys were busy processing them.

  "Lu kid, are you here to sell Firefly Grass again?"

  A thin old man saw Lu Xuan, poked his bulging chest, and called him.

  "Yes, Manager He, some Firefly Grass is ripe, come and sell it to your store."

  The thin old man is a relative of the alchemist in the medicine shop. He usually helps manage some chores in the medicine shop. If Lu Xuan wants to sell Firefly Grass, he has to deal with him. The two are quite familiar with each other.

  "How many?"

  "Nine, how many spirit stones are there for one Firefly Grass now?"

  Lu Xuan took out the jade box from his chest and asked.

  "Still the old price, three low-grade spirit stones per plant."

  "Manager He, this is not very honest of you, right?"

  Hearing the answer of the thin old man, Lu Xuan's hand that was stretched forward to grab the jade box retracted.

  "According to my understanding, many of the firefly grass planted by many spiritual planters in the North District have recently been infested with insects, and the yield is lower than usual."

  "It is rumored everywhere in the market that the Wang family in the central area is going to open up a new secret realm, which has caused the price of healing pills to rise greatly."

  "As the main material for refining healing pills, firefly grass is still sold at the previous market price. That would be too much of an insult to us honest casual cultivators."

  "You little devil, your cultivation is not high, but your nose is very sharp."

  Manager He laughed and scolded, and said with a straight face.

  "Three spirit stones plus twenty broken spirits for one firefly grass, no bargaining."

  Lu Xuan lowered his head and thought for a while, knowing that this was already a very fair price.

  "Is good quality firefly grass also priced at this price?"

  "Oh?"

  The thin old man raised his head with a surprised look.

  "You kid also planted good quality firefly grass? Let me see."

  High-quality raw materials can slightly increase the success rate and effect of pills when refining pills, and are very popular among alchemists.

  "Yes, it is indeed a good quality firefly grass."

  "You are so young, and the spiritual energy in the spiritual field you occupy is meager. It is not easy for you to grow such a good quality spiritual plant."

  "Well, I will buy these three good quality firefly grasses at the price of three spirit stones and fifty broken spirits each. What do you think?"

  Lu Xuan nodded quickly. After all, it was only slightly better than ordinary firefly grass, not top-grade or even perfect quality. It was quite good to be able to increase the broken spirits by thirty per plant.

  He handed the nine firefly grasses to the thin old man. The old man checked them carefully, without nitpicking, counted out the spirit stones, and handed them to Lu Xuan.

  Six ordinary firefly grasses and three good firefly grasses were exchanged for a total of twenty-nine low-grade spirit stones and seventy broken spirits.

  Lu Xuan carefully put them around his waist, feeling the cold breath of the spirit stones coming through his clothes, and his heart was burning.

  (End of this chapter)