novelE2F Chapter 284: The Happiest Time
Chapter 284: The Happiest Time
Chapter 284: The Happiest Time
In the outskirts of Linyang Fang Market.
Lu Xuan smoothly entered the market, walking leisurely along the somewhat familiar streets.
"A nine-tenths new first-grade flying sword, only thirty spirit stones!"
"Clearance sale on elixirs! Buy ten and get one free!"
"Fresh demon beast meat! Just caught from the secret realm! Slaughtered on the spot!"
On both sides of the street, numerous stalls were manned by independent cultivators energetically hawking their wares to passing cultivators. Various shouts and cries filled Lu Xuan's ears, making his steps involuntarily lighter.
His gaze swept over the street, and many long-forgotten scenes in his memory suddenly became vivid.
Many of the shops he had once frequented remained unchanged.
"Huh? This shop that sells young demon beastlings seems to have changed owners?"
He paused for a moment, and in a familiar corner to his left, where there used to be a shop selling various first and second-grade demon beastlings and eggs, was now gone, replaced by a pharmacy.
Lu Xuan vividly remembered purchasing the Red Whiskered Carp and the Iron-Clawed Crabs from that shop after he began harvesting the white luminous orbs.
As he delved deeper into the alleyways, his mood, reminiscent of his Foundation Establishment days, couldn't help but evoke a sense of nostalgia.
He sighed deeply, arriving at the small courtyard where he used to reside.
Standing in front of the gate, every brick and tile of the courtyard walls gave him an inexplicably warm feeling.
His spiritual sense, deeply concealed, infiltrated the area, revealing a simple interior with no one at home.
The half-acre plus of spiritual field in the backyard had been abandoned, with several different varieties of first-grade spiritual plants growing poorly. The field was also overrun with weeds, indicating that the owner of the house was not skilled in the cultivation of spiritual plants.
Peering over the courtyard wall, Lu Xuan seemed to see a young and handsome teenager toiling diligently in the spiritual field, meticulously tilling the soil and searching for insect eggs inch by inch, clumsily performing the Spirit Rain Technique. He carefully monitored the growth of the spiritual plants every day until the appearance of the white luminous orbs.
"This is where the dream began..."
He sighed wistfully.
"Although I now have my own mountain peak within the Sky Sword Sect, proficient in spiritual plant techniques such as the Rain of Spirit and Wood Cultivation, cultivating a large number of rare spiritual plants ranging from third to sixth-grade."
"But the happiest time for me was when I was at the Foundation Establishment stage, tending to this half-acre spiritual field, cultivating the nameless Firefly Grass."
Lu Xuan lamented.
He turned to the courtyard where Zhang Hong lived, instinctively probing with his spiritual sense.
Hearing the reason for the Zhang family's departure, Lu Xuan felt slightly relieved.
"Alright, you can go back inside."
He glanced at the middle-aged cultivator with a fierce appearance, leaving behind a sentence, before disappearing from the cultivator's sight like a floating light.
"Understood, senior. Safe travels!"
The cultivator shouted loudly, not sensing Lu Xuan's aura for a long time, finally feeling completely at ease.
He breathed a deep sigh of relief, wiping the fine beads of sweat that had unknowingly appeared on his forehead, feeling a sense of lingering fear in his heart.
"I didn't expect that those few independent cultivators living here would have an acquaintance with a Core Formation expert. Fortunately, the origin of the courtyard is legitimate, otherwise..."
Thinking of the possible consequences, the cultivator shuddered, feeling extremely fortunate that he had not made an enemy of the original owner of the house.
"It turns out they joined a small sect."
After a while, Lu Xuan's figure appeared silently, his tone half joyful and half regretful.
He was glad that Zhang Xiuyuan had some decent talent and had successfully joined a sect, giving himself a chance to change his cultivation fate.
As for the regret, it naturally stemmed from not being able to see the Zhang family who trusted each other and helped each other.
In the brief moment he disappeared, he had inquired with several old independent cultivators living nearby and learned that Zhang Xiuyuan had indeed joined a small sect, putting his mind at ease.
In their conversation, Lu Xuan learned that the small sect was several thousand miles away from Linyang Fang Market, and the journey there was not entirely safe. Plus, there was no guarantee he could find them quickly, so Lu Xuan had to abandon the idea of visiting them for now.
"I wonder when I'll see them again."
He sighed, his cautious nature combined with the presence of the spiritual field luminous orbs meant he rarely needed to venture out in search of opportunities. After spending seven or eight years in the Sky Sword Sect
, he finally had the chance to travel far from home this time.
As for the next time he ventured out, who knew when that would be?
Lu Xuan glanced at the Zhang family's courtyard, seeming to see a naive child standing behind a couple of independent cultivators, affectionately calling him Uncle Lu.
Quickly adjusting his mindset, he headed towards the central area of the market.
"I haven't seen Hua Laoshi in so many years. I wonder how he's doing."
A slender figure flashed through his mind, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.