I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates - Chapter 510
Chapter 510: Chapter 508 Paper Puppet Evil Spirit_1
“Everything, even eating and drinking, has a predetermined fate.”
“Helping Brother Ge with the breeding problem of the ancient exotic Yin-Yang Kun fish increased his chances of achieving Core Formation.”
“And now, he has brought me this sixth-grade spirit seed. Everything is predestined.”
Lu Xuan remarked emotionally.
“However, the required growing conditions for the primordial magnetic spiritual wood are rather high, as it actually needs a special environment with primordial magnetic spiritual power.”
“Where do I find such spirit fields and spirit soil?”
Earlier on, he was filled with worries upon this thought.
“When we come to the bridge, we will naturally straighten. Let’s keep the spiritual seed for now; we might be able to cultivate it one day.”
He then stored the primordial magnetic spiritual wood seed in the Gluttonous Insect Pouch.
As for the Burning Soul Flower, although the cultivation process is a bit in the underworld, it is still within his tolerance range.
“Pure souls, you sure are picky eaters.”
Lu Xuan secretly thought in his heart. Currently, there were two kinds of spiritual plants in the underworld court that needed the nourishment of Yin Soul Resentment.
Both were of the fifth rank. One type is the Holy Baby Fruit, which needs to absorb the resentment of children, while the other is Yin Cry Wood, which isn’t picky, as long as it’s a Yin soul, it doesn’t matter if it’s large or small, or whether it’s pure.
However, considering they are fifth quality spirit plants, this requirement is nothing.
He rested for half a day and took the opportunity to congratulate Ge Pu, congratulating him on obtaining his desired treasure.
In the following time, Lu Xuan showed a different appearance and leisurely wandered around the lower-middle level area.
Having obtained several high-grade spirit seeds and other treasures, he was not satisfied yet, still looking forward to scoring big in the Bao Assembly.
Unfortunately, he didn’t possess the same good luck as before.
One day, as he was observing various stalls, he suddenly heard a commotion from a not too distant place.
“Hurry, hurry, a cultivator is selling a juvenile evil spirit on the lower floor.”
“Someone is selling an evil spirit? Juvenile stage, isn’t he trying to let people buy it to play with it?”
“The world is so big, there is nothing you won’t see.”
“Maybe after it grows up, it can be used for some special purposes.”
…
“A juvenile evil spirit?”
Lu Xuan felt a bit curious in his heart.
He followed few cultivators to the stall where the evil spirit was being sold, and his gaze was instantly attracted to the evil spirit placed in the middle.
The evil spirit was a palm-sized paper puppet, stark white all over, its body thin as a cicada’s wing, its eye sockets hollow and profound, and two bright red blushes on its cheeks, giving it an eerie look.
On its forehead was a dark yellow charm, which almost covered its entire body. If it weren’t for the chilling Yin Qi exuding from it, one could almost mistake it for a piece of slightly scary paper cutout.
“Fellow Daoist, where does this paper puppet evil spirit come from?”
The stall owners were two Foundation Establishment late-term cultivators, one tall and lean, the other short and fat, exuding a strong murderous aura, showing they had countless souls under their hands.
“Greetings dear Fellow Daoists, we caught this paper puppet evil spirit by chance in a secret land.”
“Even before growing up, it displayed formidable strength and strange abilities. We had to use a magic artifact to suppress evil spirits and put in lots of effort to capture it alive.”
“It approximately possesses the strength of a Foundation Establishment first-term and has huge potential. Perhaps it could grow into a calamity-level evil cultivator.”
“If any Fellow Daoist here is interested, please feel free to quote a price. The highest bidder gets it.”
The short, fat cultivator smiled and addressed the crowd gathered around the stall.
“The potential of a calamity-level evil spirit?”
At these words, the crowd instantly showed a spark of interest.
Lu Xuan stood to one side, silently observing the scene.
Despite his current wealth, he had no intention of bidding for this paper puppet evil spirit.
Firstly, in his Underworld Court, he already had a Spirit of Flesh in the midst of nurturing, and it was not yet confirmed that he would receive a light cluster reward for raising this evil spirit.
This evil spirit had already grown to a certain level. According to his previous experience in Linyang Market fostering a mutant spiritual plant, the uncertainty had increased tremendously.
Secondly, there was the origin of this paper puppet evil spirit.
The Spirit of Flesh was obtained from a Blessed Land and its provenance was clear. However, this paper puppet evil spirit, which potentially could grow to a calamity level, obviously had a significant origin, and Lu Xuan didn’t want to take unnecessary risks.
With this thought in mind, his attitude naturally changed. He stood off to the side, content to merely watch the proceedings.
The palm-sized paper puppet evil spirit was finally bought at a high price by a foundation establishment perfect cultivator. After wandering for a while, Lu Xuan returned to his room.
Deep into the night.
After cultivating the “God Derivation Sutra” for a long time, Lu Xuan felt tired and closed his eyes to rest.
Suddenly, the Clear Dragonfly Feather Robe on his body stirred soundlessly. A surge of clear energy quickly formed on the surface of Lu Xuan’s head, blocking a sudden cold thought.
Feeling this, Lu Xuan immediately awoke from his slumber, his expression solemn and alert.
“What was watching me just now? It must be due to the existence of the Clear Dragonfly Feather Robe that the cold aura was blocked.”
A sense of heaviness filled Lu Xuan’s heart.
Any divine sense that could penetrate the various restrictions of the rest area in the Duobao Tower was not ordinary.
“I wonder if it was the Golden Core Real People who guards the Duobao Tower or an external spiritual sense that infiltrated.”
Lu Xuan thought to himself that whichever it was, it likely bodes ill for him.
With a thought, a tiny crack appeared in the air of the room. A cold, grey eye silently emerged from the crack, then abruptly disappeared.
Several fourth-rank sword talismans quietly fell from his sleeve, ready to be activated at any time.
A golden jade book silently appeared, its golden light almost overflowing. Inside, the Barefoot Golden Crow burned with white and golden flames, incinerating the surrounding spiritual energy into nothingness.
Only with these numerous treasures protecting him did Lu Xuan finally feel a little safer.
“Hee hee~”
At this moment, a chilling laughter echoed throughout the Duobao Tower.
The laughter resounded directly in everyone’s minds, freezing all cultivators’ divine souls.
The green light flowed on the surface of Lu Xuan’s head, silently purifying and eradicating the creepy laughter.
Lu Xuan felt a sudden shock, and his spiritual sense pierced through the Duobao Tower, witnessing a scene of bizarre malevolence.
Outside the Duobao Tower, a gigantic ghost lizard had appeared unnoticed. The ghost lizard exuded an intense yin qi, its evil spirits ran rampant, blocking out the sun.
Two paper-men puppets, each about 10 feet tall, floated in mid-air. Their bodies swayed unstably in the howling yin wind, their empty eyes staring dead at the Duobao Tower, their mouths curling up in an eerie degree of amusement, emitting creepy laughter that, in such an environment, appeared especially chilling.
Behind the paper-men, an army of yin soldiers beat drums and gongs. The soldiers and the musical instruments were all made of chilling white paper. This was a ghost-lizard world formed by countless paper-men puppets.
Sensing the familiar presence in the Duobao Tower, the red flush on the faces of the two giant paper-men deepens. With a stroke on their chests, countless thin, stark white paper strips gushed out like a dam burst, appearing in the air and transforming into endless yin objects wrapped in gusts of yin wind coming down on the Duobao Tower from all directions.
“Oh no, the parents of the tiny evil spirit are here! By the looks of it, they are not holding back!”
Lu Xuan muttered inwardly and prepared to make a run for it.
