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You Cultivate, I Farm - Chapter 332
🕑 Added 2024-02-23 00:19:05 +0000 UTCChapter 332: Jade Pool Treasures
After more than a dozen breaths, the space where the Medicine Bug had been squeezed by Lu Xuan began to gradually reveal its form.
Almost invisible and colorless, it took on a translucent shape in the cramped space, resembling a footless soft-bodied creature, flowing like liquid in all directions, seeking an opportunity to break free from the giant net.
Despite the dire situation, it still tightly enveloped the fourth-grade Profound Yin Pill, showing how arduous and frugal its life had been over the years.
"Follow me, and after I take you out, you can enjoy the pill to your heart's content."
Lu Xuan transmitted this thought to the Medicine Bug.
In the luminous orbs that matured, pill rewards were often given, so he wasn't worried about providing a good living environment for the Medicine Bug.
At the same time, having already absorbed the Pill to Establish Foundation and Spirit-Enriching Pill, and with the sect's spiritual fields also cultivating Hidden Origin Grass for refining Foundation Establishment Pills, it was foreseeable that there might be a Foundation Establishment Pill formula as a reward.
The Medicine Bug didn't respond to Lu Xuan's invitation, so he had no choice but to seal it with the White Bone Demon Puppet and then attempt to subdue it when he had some free time.
Placing both the Medicine Bug and the White Bone Demon Puppet into the Gluttonous Insect Pouch, Lu Xuan took a deep breath. The faint medicinal fragrance that lingered in the alchemy chamber disappeared, replaced by a sense of decay that had accumulated over many years.
Leaving the pills behind, he headed towards the center of the palace.
He could sense intense spiritual energy fluctuations from afar.
Lu Xuan suddenly stopped, looking solemnly at a corpse lying on the ground.
The lower half of the body was missing, and even the upper half was devoid of flesh and blood, leaving only an empty shell, indicating the horrors it had experienced before death.
"The mortality rate in this secret realm seems quite high."
Lu Xuan sighed inwardly. Since entering the secret realm, he had either encountered or personally dealt with at least six Foundation Establishment cultivators who perished here, causing a slight fluctuation in his emotions, despite his lack of extensive exploration experience.
"Three of them were at my hands..."
Thinking of this, he calmed down.
"With my current cultivation and various treasures, I should be more concerned about other cultivators."
"Since I'm already here, I must take a look inside, but I need to conceal my identity."
About to enter the central area of the secret realm to vie for opportunities with other Foundation Establishment cultivators, Lu Xuan decided to disguise himself temporarily, not revealing his true cultivation level or treasures to others for the time being.
With this in mind, he took out the Thousand-Faced Phantom Mask from his storage pouch.
The mask, thin as a cicada's wing and light gray in color, covered his face like a thin layer of skin. The patterns on the mask kept changing, and with a single thought from Lu Xuan, he instantly transformed into a young cultivator with an ordinary appearance.
His aura remained at the early Foundation Establishment stage, with slightly taller bones, to prevent those familiar with him like Shi Zhong from recognizing him by his stature.
His appearance, aura, and stature had all undergone significant changes, making Lu Xuan appear as a completely new cultivator.
After a moment, following the fluctuations of spiritual energy, he arrived at the topmost chamber made of jade and stone.
The entire stone chamber was constructed from warm and smooth green jade, with a huge jade pool carved out in the center. Layers of restrictions shrouded the pool, and seven cultivators were constantly attacking the surface of the restrictions, stirring up waves of spiritual energy.
"We've walked right into the enemy's den."
A wry smile tugged at Lu Xuan's lips.
Wearing the Thousand-Faced Phantom Mask had no effect on his current status, and even the most vivid expressions could be perfectly displayed.
At this moment, he felt as if the muscles in his neck were almost freezing.
The chilly aura emanating from the jade pool continuously warned Lu Xuan.
With a casual glance, he took in the seven cultivators surrounding the jade pool.
Among them, an old man with a hunchback possessed the most profound and powerful spiritual energy, reaching the late Foundation Establishment stage.
The hump on his back undulated, emitting strange howls from time to time, and occasionally, gray-black limbs protruded from the back of his neck, quickly retracted.
He displayed the highest cultivation level among the group and occupied the most ideal position.
On the edge of the jade pool, there was also a cultivator in a blood-red robe, with countless dark red evil insects crawling densely on the robe, wriggling as if they might burst out from the robe at any moment.
Lu Xuan's pupils subtly contracted when he saw the dark red evil insects on the cultivator's robe. They were extremely familiar—these were the Blood-Congealing Yin Insects that invaded the Empty Abyss Island not long ago. He had even dealt with a Blood-Congealing Yin Insect King back then, establishing a significant enmity.
"I didn't expect the mastermind behind the scenes to also come and dip his toes in this murky water."
The Blood-Congealing Yin Insects on the cultivator's robe had formidable strength, not inferior to that of a late Foundation Establishment stage. The cultivator who raised them surely had formidable cultivation strength.
Additionally, there was a petite cultivator wearing loose robes, only reaching the waist height of an ordinary person.
When Lu Xuan's gaze fell on him, the chilly aura emanating from the Pure Jade intensified significantly. On some level, it also represented the terrifying strength of this cultivator.
The middle-aged cultivator he had seen upon arriving at the outskirts of the secret realm
was also present.
Transformed into a giant of about three meters, his muscles were densely knotted, and with each breath, two hot white streams of air gushed from his nostrils, indicating the robustness of his physical body.
Furthermore, there was a refined scholar holding a two-foot-long golden brush in his hand, with spiritual energy surging within it, clearly demonstrating his extraordinary abilities.
Lu Xuan also noticed two familiar figures.
Shi Zhong and Zhou Bingyu stood close together.
Shi Zhong held a dark yellow bronze mirror in his hand, with various strange beasts and patterns engraved on its edge, while Zhou Bingyu had a silver-white sword orb floating in front of her, emitting countless strands of sword energy, ready to be unleashed at any moment.
Among the seven, only they were at the early Foundation Establishment stage, but the remaining cultivators dared not underestimate them.
Both of them were senior disciples, with a plethora of treasures on them, and various powerful inheritances. It was possible that they possessed some secret techniques capable of slaying mid to late Foundation Establishment cultivators, or they might have one or two protective treasures gifted by their elders.
The other Foundation Establishment cultivators who had foolishly attempted to enter among these people had either been easily dealt with or had the self-awareness to realize that their chances were slim and voluntarily withdrawn in the face of life and death pressure.
As soon as Lu Xuan revealed himself, he attracted the attention of all seven cultivators.
"Here comes another one looking for death. My precious bugs are almost full."
The cultivator in the blood-red robe noticed Lu Xuan's disguise as an early Foundation Establishment cultivator and chuckled ominously.
The blood-red robe on him moved without wind, and the speed of the Blood-Congealing Yin Insects inside seemed to increase slightly.
The hunchbacked old man in front glanced coldly at Lu Xuan, as if looking at a dead man. Suddenly, a dark black ghost baby wrapped in Yin Qi emerged from his back, sending a chilling smile towards Lu Xuan.
The other cultivators didn't say anything, merely glancing at Lu Xuan before redirecting their attention to the restrictions in front of them.
Since they had chosen to enter this place, saying more would be useless. Life and death were their own responsibility.
Lu Xuan ignored the cultivators in the blood-red robe and others, his gaze falling on the interior of the jade pool.
The bottom of the jade pool was shrouded in black mist, and above it, four treasures floated up and down.
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