You Cultivate, I Farm

Inside a serene and rustic room.

Lu Xuan placed several items on the table, carefully examining them.

It had been two days since he formally entered the Sky Sword Sect.

Although his talent was average, at less than twenty years old, possessing cultivation at the eighth level of Qi, he was firmly established among the middle-ranking cultivators who applied. Backed by the assurance of the Green Cloud Token, he easily entered the Sky Sword Sect.

As an outer disciple of the Sky Sword Sect, along with others, he gathered in a spacious square to listen to the Sect Master's guidance. Subsequently, they received the essential items for newly admitted outer disciples.

The items mainly consisted of two standard robes embroidered with simple runes for dust and water resistance, along with a standard flying sword of second-tier quality, slightly inferior to the second-tier sword grass Lu Xuan held.

Moreover, the most crucial item was a black inscribed plaque integrated with a drop of Lu Xuan's essence, closely linking it to him.

This identity plaque represented the cultivator's status, allowing free movement within the sect and access to most areas, also recording the disciple's sword marks.

Additionally, new disciples could exchange this identity plaque at the Scripture Pavilion for one cultivation technique and two elemental techniques, limited to the Qi cultivation stage.

Advanced techniques or other skills required either instruction from higher-level cultivators or exchange with sword marks.

After receiving these essentials, Lu Xuan, guided by fellow cultivators, selected his cave residence within the designated area of the sect.

Each outer disciple could choose their cave residence within certain limits of area and size.

After a day of careful inspection, Lu Xuan finally chose a secluded cave residence on a tall mountain peak.

The cave residence was relatively remote, with few fellow disciples residing nearby.

At its center stood a courtyard with a meditation room for Lu Xuan's practice, along with an alchemy room and a crafting room for simple elixirs and artifacts.

As explained by a senior disciple who once owned this cave residence, it previously belonged to a talented outer disciple who, several years ago, advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage, entering the inner sect.

Afterward, the cave residence lay vacant due to its remote location, yet no other Sky Sword Sect cultivator had chosen it.

This remoteness suited Lu Xuan's intentions perfectly. He cultivated spiritual plants, nurtured spiritual beasts, and with the presence of a white light sphere, he preferred the utmost seclusion.

The entire cave residence sat on the mountainside, abundant in pure spiritual energy, covering about six acres, several times larger than the one-acre yard he rented in the nearby Linyang District.

After Lu Xuan advanced to the eighth level of Qi cultivation, his spiritual power increased significantly, enabling him to perform more spiritual techniques like Spirit Rain and Earth Attraction, within the manageable expanse of six acres.

Within the cave residence were four square spiritual fields, neglected with many weeds due to lack of cultivation of spiritual plants.

However, these weeds, nurtured in such rich spiritual energy, were tougher than regular grass. Fortunately, Lu Xuan's Earth Attraction technique had reached a proficient level.

Extending his spiritual consciousness into the spiritual soil, he sensed every minute root and stem of the weeds. Then, controlling the soil precisely, he effortlessly uprooted the weeds.

Gathering all the weeds, he created a blazing fireball that quickly turned them to black ashes.

These ashes would enrich the spiritual soil. Lu Xuan evenly spread them across the four spiritual fields.

Besides the spiritual fields, the cave residence also harbored a spring eye, gushing out spiritual spring water, forming a natural pool.

Several peculiar stones rested in the pool, their surfaces displaying intricate patterns, complementing the pool's ambiance, exuding a sense of natural wonder.

Near the spring eye, the previous master had excavated a small well. Its edges were lined with silver-white bricks, faintly inscribed with patterns.

The well wasn't large, about half a zhang deep. Lu Xuan scooped some water and discovered that apart from its inherent pure spiritual energy, it carried a chill, making it ideal for alchemy and brewing spiritual wine.

Additionally, behind the courtyard, there was an animal pen suitable for housing spiritual beasts.

Beyond the animal pen lay a cave with rugged stones, devoid of any artificial traces.

"This will be my cave residence for quite a long time."

Lu Xuan stood atop, surveying the entire cave residence, overwhelmed with mixed emotions.

From the peripheral yard in the initial marketplace, with less than half an acre of spiritual fields and mixed, murky spiritual energy, living among a diverse crowd of cultivators in constant worry.

Then, the residence closer to the central area, with over an acre of spiritual fields and a small spiritual spring, witnessed significant improvements in both spiritual energy concentration and safety.

And now, with an area close to six acres, natural springs and wells, and constructed animal pens, not to mention the concentration and purity of spiritual energy, the safety was beyond comparison.

The monumental changes left Lu Xuan with a surreal feeling. Taking a deep breath, a surge of determination filled him.

"With such a great cave residence, it's embarrassing not to produce something worthwhile!"

Adjusting his mindset, he retrieved the Life-Preservation Bag.

Countless spiritual plants and beasts had been inside the Life-Preservation Bag for a full month!

First to emerge was the Cloud-Stepping Lynx. Its heavy paws landed on the ground as it observed its surroundings with serene emerald eyes. Seemingly discontent, it, usually vocal in front of Lu Xuan, remained unusually silent.

Aware that it had spent a long time in the dark and chaotic Life-Preservation Bag, Lu Xuan softly reassured and gently tugged at the lynx's ear tufts of gray-white fur.

"Meow..."

The Lynx, with its rugged voice, grunted and elegantly walked away, familiarizing itself with the cave residence.

Following that was the Grass Puppet, seemingly bewildered from its time in the Life-Preservation Bag. Many gray grass strands were tangled together.

As soon as it touched the ground, the massive tangle of gray grass began to rotate its head ceaselessly. It seemed surprised by the drastic changes in the spiritual fields it had patrolled countless times before.

With its simplistic intelligence, it couldn't adapt to such immense changes, remaining stationary as the entangled grass slowly untangled itself.

Four Iron-Clawed Crab juveniles landed on the ground, one of them lying belly-up, using its large blackish-green pincers like a big knife to flip itself over.

Though they maintained vitality fairly well during their time in the Life-Preservation Bag, a period without care had left them visibly lean. Even their pincers seemed weaker when opening and closing.

Sensing the location of the spiritual spring, all four crabs simultaneously scuttled into the spring, hiding under the peculiar stones.

Nourished by rich spiritual energy, they immediately perked up, brandishing their sharp pincers high. Their raised eye stalks seemed disdainful.

Seeing the defiant behavior of the crabs, Lu Xuan finally relaxed.

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