I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates

Chapter 311 - 309: Trace of the Devil 1

Chapter 311: Chapter 309: Trace of the Devil 1

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[Wind-Thunder Sword, a fourth-grade flying sword, is forged primarily from extraterrestrial wind-thunder stones. The sword contains a potent power of wind and thunder.]”

“A fourth-grade flying sword…”

A thought flashed across Lu Xuan’s mind as he muttered to himself.

This was the first fourth-grade flying sword he cracked open from a light cluster. After such a long time using the third-grade Purple Lightning Sword, it’s finally time for an upgrade.

In the event that a demon envoy might appear in the waters of Void Nether Island, the addition of this fourth-grade Wind-Thunder Sword would boost his strength.

“However, the Wind-Thunder Sword comes from the light cluster produced after the Wind-Thunder Sword Grass matures, and the Wind-Thunder Sword Grass is nurtured by the Edge Sword of Wind and Thunder. They both have the common characteristic of harboring wind-thunder spiritual power.” Lu Xuan recalled that a Sword Pill could be infused into a flying sword, removing impurities and improving the quality of the sword.

Now that he has a fourth-grade Wind-Thunder Sword and several fourth­grade Sword Symbols, the Sword of Wind and Thunder Pellet he obtained at the Linyang Market seems less significant.

With this in mind, the Sword Pill in Lu Xuan’s dantian spun rapidly, and with a slight opening of his mouth, it flew out from his mouth.

The egg-sized Sword Pill composed of countless tiny Sword Qis, with the edge of the sword throbbing and black qi coiling around it, occasionally emitted faintly perceptible electric arcs.

Lu Xuan controlled the Sword of Wind and Thunder Pellet with his spiritual power, approaching the blade of the Wind-Thunder Sword.

Amid the faint sizzling sound, countless tiny black Sword Qis drilled into the blade of the Wind-Thunder Sword.

After a while, the Sword of Wind and Thunder Pellet completely merged with the Wind-Thunder Sword.

In Lu Xuan’s spiritual perception, a faint hint of spiritual nature was added to the body of the Wind-Thunder Sword. It made controlling the flying sword more flexible, as easy as moving one’s fingers.

At the same time, the power of wind and thunder contained in the blade was enhanced by a third, making the Sword Qi even more potent and damaging. Whether it’s the Sword of Wind and Thunder Pellet or the Wind-Thunder Sword, both contain the power of wind and thunder. They are of the same origin and thus easy to merge.”

Lu Xuan secretly sighed, casually sheathing the Wind-Thunder Sword into the Nurturing Xuan Sword Sheath at his waist.

“A new sword has arrived.”

With a ‘ding’ sound, the ancient sword sheath trembled slightly as the Wind- Thunder Sword was inserted, seemingly unable to bear this crude method of entry.

Inside the sword sheath, a faint piercing sound could be heard. It was unclear whether it was the mischief of the wind and thunder attached to the Wind- Thunder Sword or the pain of the sheath itself.

“You’ll get used to it.”

Lu Xuan comforted, urging the Nurturing Xuan Sword Sheath to properly nourish the Wind-Thunder Sword.

In the following half a month, everything was peaceful. The expected demon envoy attack didn’t occur. Just when Lu Xuan thought it was a false alarm, a communication talisman flew into the courtyard.

After confirming that there was no evil aura on the talisman, Lu Xuan released a stream of spiritual power, stimulating the talisman. A rather anxious voice of Song Yu came from inside.

“Uncle Lu, some monks from the Song family discovered something unusual on the island while patrolling. It’s very likely related to the demon envoy. We need yourhelp to check it.”

“It’s in the southeast direction of the outer island.”

“It finally appeared.”

Lu Xuan exclaimed in a low voice. The Nurturing Xuan Sword Sheath was fastened on his waist, the Roaring Sea Sword Charm and the Great Sun Sword Charm were hidden in his sleeves, and the other treasures were placed in the most accessible position.

His figure was like a floating light, swiftly heading towards the southeast of Void Nether Island.

As he was about to reach the southeastern island, his spiritual sense rapidly spread, instantly locking onto Song Yu’s aura.

“Uncle Lu!”

The moment Song Yu saw Lu Xuan appear, he felt much more relieved.

“What exactly happened?” Lu Xuan asked calmly.

“This is what happened.”

After Uncle Lu instructed me last time to be more vigilant towards the island’s circumstances, I organized many Qj-Cultivators of our family to patrol in small groups and survey their assigned areas closely every day.”

“One of the teams discovered something unusual during a routine inspection.” While speaking, Song Yu led Lu Xuan into a simple small yard nearby.

The atmosphere in the courtyard was extremely tense.

A corpse lay on the ground. Four cultivators wearing standard Daoist robes from the Song family were present. A quiet woman was kneeling over the body, crying almost to the point of passing out. There were a few other loose cultivators standing around, looking panicked.

“Song Qi Ming, explain the details to Senior Lu. Do not leave out anything.”

Song Yu said seriously to a middle-aged cultivator.

The middle-aged cultivator nodded seriously, came over to Lu Xuan, and paid formal respects.

“Senior Lu, I was patrolling this area with three of my subordinates today. We were checking every loose cultivator with the Evil-Exorcising Talisman to see if they were contaminated by the demon envoy. This loose cultivator suddenly attacked us.”

“We initially intended to restrain him, but unexpectedly, he attacked us fearlessly. Regrettably, we had to kill him.”

“Who would have thought that after killing him, the corpse he left behind underwent huge changes and became what it is now.”

The middle-aged cultivator is a high-level Qi cultivator. The other three monks from the Song family are at the mid – stage of Qi cultivation.

Lu Xuan looked at the corpse on the ground, his expression serious.

The whole corpse was grayish-white, without any trace of blood, and there were tiny fissures all over, like a patch of cracked dry land.

Peering into the injuries on the corpse, its internal muscles were dehydrated not seeming like it had just been killed, but rather, as if it had been basked in’ the sun for half a month.

With the spiritual sense probing it, the viscera inside the corpse was also a patch of gray and black, very abnormal.

“Did the body become like this after death?”

Lu Xuan asked Song Qj Ming.

“Yes, it became like this after it died.”

The four of us can guarantee our lives that we used common charms and formula methods to attack this loose cultivator. Once he was killed, we did not do anything else.”

Fearing Lu Xuan’s suspicion, the middle-aged cultivator vowed solemnly. The three behind him also took a step forward, demonstrating their agreement.

“Hmm, don’t worry, it has nothing to do with you.”

Lu Xuan had already closely inspected each of them and spoke gently.

“Miss, what relationship do you have with the deceased cultivator on the ground?”

Lu Xuan bowed his head to ask the gentle woman.

The woman looked up at Lu Xuan and replied with a hoarse voice.

“Senior Lu, he is my husband.”

Her eyes were swollen red, and there were streaks of tears on her cheeks, looking worn out. It was apparent that the loss of her loved one had caused her great distress.

“Did the two of you recently go out for exploration?”

“We were accompanied by other cultivators to search for the Gathering Conch.

We returned less than a month ago.”

Lu Xuan nodded lightly.

“Did you notice anything unusual about your husband after his return?”

“No,” The woman shook her head blankly, and then she seemed to think of something and started to hit her head frantically against the ground.

“Senior Lu, you must help us! We are just a small loose cultivator from the Outer Island. How could we have anything to do with the demon envoys?” The Song family’s monks unjustly killed my husband and blamed it on him being corrupted by the demon envoy.”

“But we are just low-level Qi cultivators!”

My husband, he was always careful and cautious, living every day to the fullest!”

Completely forgetting her own grief, the sound of the woman knocking on the ground echoed in everyone’s ears.