I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates

Chapter 333: Chapter 331: Jade Pool Strange Treasure l

More than ten breaths later, the Medicinal Pangolin, whose living space was incessantly constricted by Lu Xuan, gradually revealed its form.

Almost invisible and colorless, it manifested in a translucent shape within the confined space, resembling a legless soft-bodied worm. It flowed like a liquid all around, seeking an opportunity to breach the gigantic web.

Even when facing predicaments, it still clung tightly to the fourth-grade vitality pill, visibly reflecting how grueling and frugal its many years had been.

“Follow me. Once I get you out, there’ll be plenty of Elixirs for you to absorb.”

Lu Xuan conveyed such a thought to the Medicinal Pangolin through his Spiritual Sense.

The light cluster generated by mature Spirit Plants often yielded elixir-type rewards. Therefore, he had no concern about providing a good living environment for the Medicinal Pangolin.

Meanwhile, he had absorbed the recipes for both the Yuan Cultivating Pill and the Spirit Gathering Pill, and the Primordial Essence Herb needed to refine the Foundation Establishment Pill was still planted in the sect’s Spirit Field. This indicated that there might be a reward of a Foundation Establishment Pill recipe in future.

The Medicinal Pangolin didn’t respond to Lu Xuan’s invitation at all. Left with no choice, Lu Xuan used the White Bone Demon Puppet to seal it, intending to tame it when he had spare time.

After putting the Medicinal Pangolin and the White Bone Demon Puppet into the Gluttonous Insect Pouch, Lu Xuan breathed a deep sigh of relief. The faint medicinal fragrance lingering in the pill room vanished, replaced by a decayed smell that had formed over numerous years.

He departed from the Pill Room, rushing towards the heart of the palace.

From afar, he could feel intense spiritual energy fluctuations inside.

Lu Xuan suddenly halted, staring at a decayed body on the ground, his expression was solemn.

The lower half of the body had vanished, and just the top half remained, stripped of all flesh and blood, leaving the hollow frame. It was unclear what that person had undergone before his death.

“The death rate in this Secret Land is quite high.”

Lu Xuan secretly sighed. Since entering the Secret Land, he had discovered or personally killed at least six Foundation Establishment Cultivators. This made Lu Xuan, who had limited experience exploring Secret Lands, feel emotional fluctuations.

“Hmm, I killed three of them…”

Upon this realization, he regained his inner calm.

“Given my current cultivation level and my rare treasures, I should be more worried about the other cultivators.”

“Since I am already here, I must go in and have a look. However, I need to hide my identity.”

As he was about to enter the heart of the Secret Land and compete with other Foundation Establishment Cultivators for chances, Lu Xuan decided to conceal himself temporarily and not expose his true cultivation level and treasures to everyone.

With that in mind, he retrieved the fourth-grade Thousand Masks from his storage bag.

The gray mask was thin as a cicada’s wing, covering his face as if a thin skin masked it. The patterns on the face keep shifting. Upon a thought from Lu Xuan, he instantly transformed into an average-looking, young cultivator.

He kept his aura at the Foundation Establishment First-term Stage, slightly elongating his skeleton to prevent those acquainted, like Shi Zhong from recognizing his figure.

With extreme transformations in his looks, aura, and stature, Lu Xuan was now an entirely new cultivator.

Half a moment later, following the Spiritual Power Fluctuation, he arrived at a jade room atop the palace.

The jade room was entirely made from gentle, green jade with a massive jade pool hollowed out in the center. A series of restraining barriers enveloped the pool. Seven cultivators were relentlessly attacking the barrier’s surface, causing a wave of spiritual energy to surface.

“Looks like we’ve entered the Demon Envoy’s lair.”

Lu Xuan tugged at the corner of his mouth, revealing a wry smile.

Wearing the Thousand Masks had no effect on him at current. He could express even the most lifelike and detailed expressions just fine.

At this moment, he felt as if the muscles in his neck were about to freeze over.

The cool Yin Qi coming from the Immaculate Jade kept surging, alerting Lu Xuan.

With a casual glance, the seven cultivators surrounding the Jade Pool came into view all at once.

Among the seven, a hunchbacked old man had the most potent and robust spiritual power, possessing a Foundation Establishment Late-term Cultivated Base.

His high humpback moved up and down, occasionally emitting eerie howls, and from time to time, tiny grey hands and feet appeared from the back of his neck, only to be quickly pulled back again.

His cultivation level was the highest in the field, occupying the most ideal position.

By the edge of the Jade Pool, there was also a Blood-robed cultivator, his blood -red robe teeming with countless dark red Evil Insects, writhing and squirming so densely that they seemed ready to burst forth from the robe at any moment.

Upon seeing the Blood-robed cultivator, Lu Xuan’s pupils slightly contracted.

He was extremely familiar with the dark-red Evil Insects on the cultivator’s body. They were the Blood Coagulating Parasites that had invaded the Void Nether Island not long ago. He had even dealt with a King of the Blood Coagulating Parasites then, creating significant enmity between them.

“I didn’t expect that evil cultivator behind the scenes to come and stir up this muddy water.”

At that time, the King worm’s strength was not weaker than that of a Foundation Establishment First-term Stage cultivator. So, the strength of the Blood-robed Cultivator, who reared these parasites, could be imagined.

There was also a short cultivator present, wearing a loose robe, only reaching the height of a normal person’s waist.

When he focused his gaze on this person, the cool Qi from the Immaculate Jade again grew considerably thicker, which, on a certain level, signified the terrifying strength of the dwarf.

The robust middle-aged cultivator Lu Xuan had seen when he first arrived at the periphery of the Secret Land was also among them.

The cultivator had transformed into a half-zhang tall giant, his entire body covered in muscles. With each breath, two streams of hot white Qi burst from his nostrils, indicative of the strength of his flesh body.

Additionally, there was a refined and scholarly man, holding a two-foot-long golden brush in his hand, its body surging with spiritual energy, indicating its extraordinary nature.

He also saw two familiar figures.

Shi Zhong and Zhou Bing Yu were standing close together.

Shi Zhong was holding a dark yellow bronze mirror in his hand, the edges of which were adorned with various strange insects and beasts and peculiar patterns. In front of Zhou Bing Yu floated a silver-white Sword Pill, with countless hair-like sword Qi fluctuating inconsistently, wound up and ready to strike.

Among the seven, only the two of them were at the Foundation Establishment First-term Stage, but the remaining ones in the field dared not underestimate them in the slightest.

Both were Disciples of the Great Sect, with endless treasures and powerful inheritances. They could even possess a secret technique capable of slaying Foundation Establishment Mid-term and even late-term cultivators or have one or two rare treasures gifted by their elders.

The remaining Foundation Establishment First-term Stage cultivators hoping to enter among these few individuals either had been easily taken care of or, knowing their chances were too slim, chose to withdraw under the pressure of life and death.

As soon as Lu Xuan showed himself, he attracted the attention of the seven.

“Another one here to die. My precious bugs are almost full.”

The Blood-robed cultivator noticed Lu Xuan’s disguised cultivation at the Foundation Establishment First-term Stage and chuckled gloomily.

His blood-red robe fluttered though there was no wind, and the speed at which Blood Coagulating Parasites writhed inside seemed to accelerate slightly.

The hunchbacked old man in the front looked coldly at Lu Xuan as if looking at a dead man. A green-black Infant Ghost enveloped in Yin qi suddenly burrowed out of his back. It flashed a chilling smile at Lu Xuan.

The others didn’t show any reaction, merely glanced at him and then refocused on the restriction in front of them.

Since they had chosen to enter this place, there was no use in further talk. They could only live or die according to their own fate.

Lu Xuan ignored the Blood-robed cultivator and others, focusing his gaze on the inside of the Jade Pool.

Dark mist was swirling at the bottom of the Jade Pool. Above it, four Strange Treasures were floating up and down.