You Cultivate, I Farm

"I couldn't possibly be an evil spirit. Look, this is Wang Ruhai's head, along with that bizarre skin sack on his body, all executed by my blade."

Li Jianfeng held a bloody, fleshy head and a soft, squishy skin sack in his hands.

One end of the sack drooped down, faintly revealing Wang Ruhai's features.

"Why didn't you say so earlier, Li Dao You? You made me suspect needlessly, nearly tarnishing your reputation."

"As for the code, there isn't one, really. If you had mentioned it, that would've been suspicious."

Lu Xuan sheathed his silvery-white blade, smiling.

"You're truly quick-witted, Lu Dao You."

The centipede-shaped scar on Li Jianfeng's face twitched involuntarily.

Both men cast away their suspicions and drew closer.

When they were less than a yard apart, Lu Xuan discreetly flicked his right hand's two fingers.

In an instant, a thin red needle shot out at an imperceptible speed, piercing into the left temple of Li Jianfeng, traversing his entire head, and exiting from the right temple.

A golden sword light followed, piercing into Li Jianfeng's heart, leaving a bowl-sized hole in his chest.

"Lu Dao You, what's the meaning of this?"

Blood sprayed from the chest cavity, red and white brain matter occasionally trickling from the temples. Ignoring this, a stern-faced Li Jianfeng questioned Lu Xuan.

"Even under such a severe injury, it doesn't affect you. You're truly not Li Jianfeng, Dao You!"

Lu Xuan retracted the red needle, his expression grave.

"Haha, if I'm not Li Jianfeng, who could I be?!"

"Fine, if you don't recognize Li Jianfeng, how about this?"

Li Jianfeng reached out and forcefully tore from top to bottom, shedding the skin sack to reveal a new face inside.

It was one of the plant cultivators who had come with Lu Xuan.

"And this?"

"Do you recognize any of these?"

Pale skin sacks fell around Li Jianfeng, revealing several familiar faces to Lu Xuan, including He Ping from the Hundred Herbs Hall.

His expression turned as dark as water. Thousands of sword symbols from three second-grade swords quietly gathered in his palms, while the Xun-Lei Sword Pill in his dantian rapidly expanded and contracted, converting his spiritual power into sword energy.

Over ten skin sacks floated on the ground, swaying heavily in the night breeze.

"Come, shed this skin sack of yours and join them!"

'Li Jianfeng,' or the entity inhabiting the skin sack, no longer had a single intact area. Laughing wildly, the ten-plus sacks formed a semicircle, swiftly assaulting Lu Xuan.

"Hmph!"

Lu Xuan snorted coldly. Thousands of second-grade sword symbols on the talisman lit up simultaneously, countless sword energies surged out, piercing through all the sacks, shattering the skin and flesh to pieces.

"You've ruined my skin sacks, now you'll die! I'll peel your skin off alive!"

Enraged at his collection of skin sacks being violently destroyed by Lu Xuan, the entity in the skin sack was furious.

A translucent, almost transparent, thin skin sack flew out from Li Jianfeng's body, layering with ghostly human faces, silently wailing and chilling to the bone.

Influenced by the myriad faces, Lu Xuan involuntarily paused for a moment. Seizing this fleeting opportunity, the transparent skin sack lunged toward Lu Xuan.

As the sack closed in on Lu Xuan's chest, the Pure Snow Lotus quietly glowed, emitting a pure, hazy light that pushed the transparent sack aside. Lu Xuan stood pure and immaculate, seemingly capable of repelling any impurity.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Xuan's essence blood burned rapidly. In an instant, a blood-red arrow shot out from his mouth, carrying an intense blood aura, striking the unsteady transparent skin sack.

Upon contact, silent crimson flames ignited, burning the inhabiting entity.

These flames seemed to restrain vengeful spirits. The ghostly faces within the skin sack turned to wisps of smoke, dissipating in the air.

A small sword ball, composed of countless fine sword energies, silently shot out from Lu Xuan's mouth.

The sword ball emitted sword energy, swirling with black winds and thunder.

Countless dark sword energies split from the sword ball, forming a hurricane of sword qi. Within it, lightning flashed, ruthlessly assaulting the skin sack entity.

Under the onslaught of countless sword energies, the entity in the skin sack seemed immobilized, watching as numerous sword energies came tearing toward it.

Piece by piece, translucent skin fragments fell to the ground, unable to form any semblance of a person.

The Pure Snow Lotus that had emitted an icy chill since Li Jianfeng's appearance finally returned to normal. Its chill dissipated, leaving a faint coolness that seeped into Lu Xuan's skin, sharpening his senses.

Thus, he realized that he had successfully destroyed this high-level inhabiting skin sack.

Out of caution, he swiftly took out several evil-dispelling talismans from his storage bag, allowing pure spiritual light to sweep through the entire battleground, ensuring not a trace of malevolent energy remained.

With a movement of his spiritual power, a head-sized crimson fireball landed on the sack fragments, quickly reducing them to black ash.

"You were recognizable through all the changes before, but once turned to ashes, I no longer recognize you."

Lu Xuan sighed, then approached the remains of Li Jianfeng after removing the skin sack, used the evil-dispelling talisman to incinerate his corpse into black ashes, which he collected in a jade bottle and buried beneath a crooked-neck tree.

With this, the high-level inhabiting skin sack was thoroughly dealt with.

"The outside world is too dangerous. I came out only to help the Wang family harvest and handle spirit plants, yet I encountered an invasion of evil spirits."

"Fortunately, it's been resolved without incident. I obtained five Ghost-Faced Stone Mushrooms and, hmm, Li Jianfeng's storage bag to somewhat soothe my injured soul."

Lu Xuan took out a Blood Essence Pill, swallowing it to replenish his blood energy.

The Xun-Lei Sword Pill returned to his dantian. For precaution against difficult-to-kill evil spirits, Lu Xuan had nearly expended all the sword energy accumulated in the pill during this time.

He needed to nurture it properly again for the next exchange of sword energies.

After consuming the Blood Essence Pill, his pale face gained some color. After orienting himself, he headed back towards the outskirts of the secret realm.

"With the disturbance caused by evil spirits in the Dragon Whisker Grass camp, the surviving spirit plant cultivators probably won't return."

"To avoid any unforeseen events, it's better to return to the market sooner."

"I wonder how the Grass Puppets are managing. The four Iron-Clawed Crab juveniles should still be manageable, right?"

Lu Xuan sped along the way, reminiscing about the spirit plants and beasts in his spiritual field.

Midway, he opened the storage bag he had taken from Li Jianfeng's body, finding dozens

of partially processed Dragon Whisker Grasses, unsure how many of them were normal spirit plants.

There were also some elixirs, two second-grade artifacts, over ten talismans, and over two hundred spirit stones.

There was no trace of the hefty broadsword. As for the storage bags on the other cultivators, he had no idea how the inhabiting entities handled them at that time and didn't find any.

Nevertheless, this unexpected discovery was a stroke of luck. He hadn't planned on returning to search for more storage bags. At this moment, all he wanted was to leave the secret realm and return to his courtyard.

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