You Cultivate, I Farm-Chapter 1031: Almost Monster Tribe

Inside the great hall.

A phantasmal shadow swiftly shot out from a bronze ancient mirror.

Shang Xiuyuan opened his eyes, his expression dazed, seemingly still immersed in the interrogation by the Divine Thoughts of the Primordial Infant Elder.

“Brother Shang, you’re awake?”

Guo Shan quietly inquired from the side.

“Mhm, what’s the situation now?”

Shang Xiuyuan gradually regained his clarity and looked ahead at the less than fifty closed bronze ancient mirrors, softly asking.

“Most brothers from Sword Peak have roughly the same amount of time they persisted in the Illusion Realm, but compared to last time, Brother Shang, you stayed about half an hour longer. This is indeed a cause for celebration.”

Guo Shan immediately replied.

It was still unclear how everyone specifically performed in the Illusion Realm, but one thing was certain, the longer one stayed in the Illusion Realm, the higher the score likely was.

“Brother Lu?”

“He hasn’t returned yet.”

“As expected.”

Shang Xiuyuan gently nodded, Lu Xuan’s performance was within his expectations, the key was how much longer he would have to wait to come out of the Illusion Realm.

After him, one after another, bronze ancient mirrors opened, and more “Cultivators” from Sword Peak gradually returned to the great hall.

“True Monarch Wan He of Qingwei Sword Peak has come out. During the last Spirit Plant competition, he was the sole victor. I expect he’ll advance even further this time.”

“Among the entire Sword Sect, his mastery over Spirit Plants should be ranked among the top.”

“I heard he even qualifies to cultivate the Seventh Grade Sword Grass Spirit Seed nurtured in Heart Sword Lake.”

The crowd buzzed with discussion.

True Monarch Wan He, with his youthful looks and gaze clear and pure as a child’s, stared thoughtfully at a bronze ancient mirror in front of him.

“Is there still one person left in the Illusion Realm? Is it a powerful Spirit Plant Master from Chong Xu Sword Peak or Hundred Artisans Sword Peak?”

“It’s neither, it’s Brother Lu Xuan from our Huan Zhen Sword Peak.”

Guo Shan couldn’t help but speak up.

“Lu Xuan? The name sounds familiar. Isn’t he the Inner Sect Disciple who recently opened a small shop in Sword Abyss City?”

“That’s right, that’s him. I remember there were quite a few Spirit Fruits and Spiritual Medicines appearing in his shop. Turns out, they were cultivated by himself.”

“But his mastery in Spirit Plants is even better than True Monarch Wan He’s?”

Everyone’s eyes focused on the lone ancient mirror, as if trying to see through the bronze ancient mirror to discern everything happening in the Illusion Realm.

Half an hour later, the bronze ancient mirror remained tightly closed.

“Could there be a malfunction? It’s taking too long;this is too abnormal.”

A group of Sword Sect Disciples became increasingly restless.

“Junior Brother, be cautious with your words. Even if there were any problem, the Void Mirror would not malfunction.”

A nearby youth advised.

“The only reason Brother Lu is still in the Illusion Realm for such a long time is that the Medicine Garden there likely has many more Spirit Plants than those of other disciples, hence more questions derived from it, necessitating more varieties of Spirit Plants to cultivate.”

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“That makes sense.”

…

Finally, amid the expectant gazes of the crowd, a figure burst out from the ancient mirror.

Lu Xuan’s divine soul was strong, and he quickly became alert, looking somewhat perplexed at his fellow disciples.

“Brother Lu, over here!”

Shang Xiuyuan and several Huan Zhen Sword Peak Disciples raised their hands high, excitedly waving at him, almost as if they wanted everyone to notice their close friendship with Lu Xuan.

Immediately following, hundreds of bronze ancient mirrors shattered into countless tiny pieces, the fragments like fantasy bubbles, turning into specks of green light, which then instantly dissipated into nothingness.

Six Sword Palace Primordial Infant Elders appeared.

Lu Xuan keenly noticed several Divine Thoughts, some direct, others more subtle, sweeping over him.

“I shouldn’t have offended any of the Primordial Infant Elders, right?”

“It’s just that the Medicine Garden I constructed was a bit larger, and the varieties of Spirit Plants were a bit more numerous, so I stayed inside a bit longer.”

“Other than that, there’s really nothing else.”

He thought to himself,

“Congratulations to all fellow disciples for successfully completing the Spirit Plant competition.”

“Next, I will announce the scores. Those who have objections can appeal to the Sword Palace.”

A graceful woman with picturesque brows and eyes suddenly flew forward.

She made a gentle swipe downwards, and an ancient mirror phantom appeared above the grand hall.

On the phantom were hundreds of silver lights dancing, which quickly condensed into lines of large characters.

“Lu Xuan, Huanzhen Sword Peak, top grade.”

“Wan He, Qingwei Sword Peak, middle grade.”

“Ling Zuoming, Chong Xu Sword Peak, lower grade.”

“Top grade! Huanzhen Sword Peak’s Lu Xuan!!”

“No wonder he stayed in the Illusion Realm for so long!”

“Isn’t Huanzhen Sword Peak just filled with brutes? When did such a powerful Spirit Plant Master pop up?”

The first name on the ancient mirror instantly caused an uproar among those present.

Seeing that Lu Xuan had stayed in the Illusion Realm for so long, although everyone was prepared, they were still greatly shocked when the top grade was announced.

“He even surpassed True Monarch Wan He!”

“It’s really difficult to achieve a top grade in a Spirit Plant competition!”

In the Sword Sect, due to the presence of the Heavenly Talisman Sword Peak, there are quite a few disciples who have secured top grades.

But Spirit Plants are different. Apart from Lu Xuan’s top grade and True Monarch Wan He’s middle grade, only five people scored lower, and the rest were all C-grade and below.

Lu Xuan finally managed to extricate himself from a group of enthusiastic fellow disciples.

“Disciple Lu, how did it go? Did any shameless people from other Sword Peaks try to poach you?”

Ye Lingkong, who was guarding outside the grand hall, saw this, promptly grabbed Lu Xuan, and flew into the sea of clouds, asking.

“Mission accomplished, got a top grade.”

Lu adjusted his posture.

“Top grade! Wonderful! I’ll take you to meet the Sword Master now.”

A mere dozen breaths later, the two appeared on the summit of Huanzhen Sword Peak.

“Disciple Lu, did you get another top grade?”

Jian Huanzhen’s voice immediately entered Lu Xuan’s ears, his words filled with absolute confidence in Lu Xuan.

“Uncle Master’s calculations are divine.”

Lu Xuan Laughed and said.

“Hahaha, there’s no need for calculations? This is a fact!!”

Jian Huanzhen Laughed heartily, his laughter stirring countless sword lights in the sea of clouds.

“Spirit Brew top grade, Talisman Making middle grade, Spirit Planting top grade, Disciple Lu registered for three cultivation arts and secured three top grades!”

“Such performance is almost monstrous!”

Jian Huanzhen’s satisfaction with Lu Xuan grew as he watched him.

He once again felt fortunate that he had discovered Lu Xuan at the All Spirits Conference and brought him back to the Sword Sect.

Before returning, he took the initiative to offer many conditions to bring Lu Xuan into Huanzhen Sword Peak.

And Lu Xuan’s performance in Huanzhen Sword Peak had been more than satisfying.

The contributions of the Fourth Grade Thousand Thunder Sword Grass and Fourth Grade Dongxuan Sword Gourd he improved, especially the latter, ranked in the top three achievements of various Sword Peaks over the past thirty years.

The Sword Talismans he had drawn over the years for the Sword Peak and the Spirit Brews he had crafted were noteworthy, but in this grand comparison of Sword Peak, competing in three cultivation arts and achieving top grades in each one, particularly leading far ahead in Spirit Planting and Spirit Brewing.

With this, the ranking of Huanzhen Sword Peak moving up was nearly a sure thing.

“The only pity is that Disciple Lu is not very proficient in Refining Instrument, Alchemy, and Array Formation. We’ll see if there’s an opportunity to explore these areas in the future.”

Jian Huanzhen muttered softly.

“I’ll go wait for the rankings to come out, Ling Kong make sure to keep Disciple Lu company.”

Behind him, the silver-white Flood Dragon let out a long cry, transforming into a streak of light and disappearing instantly.