#1261 - Small Emperor River Bag

The Vulcan Ape had lived for countless years, and felt its lifespan was nearing its end. It was powerless to resist the ruthless Great Dao. It seemed to be only one step away from becoming a Demon Saint, but there was a chasm-like gap.

Therefore, in its later years, it developed a craving for delicacies, especially fire-attribute spiritual fruits and spiritual wines with a strong kick.

Lu Xuan specifically catered to its preferences, bringing it Crimson Flame Plums, Thunder Fiend Spirit Lotus seeds, Azure Lotus Wine, Ape Demon Wine, and more.

Although there were many treasures, they were far inferior to the eighth-grade Enlightenment Bodhi that the Vulcan Ape had given him. Moreover, he had also obtained the supreme treasure of the ninth-grade lotus platform from the light orb.

In a happy mood, the Vulcan Ape chatted with Lu Xuan for a while before falling back into slumber.

"Daoist Lu, thank you this time. It's rare for the Fire God Palace to see the Vulcan Ape so happy."

Yan Liuchuan said gratefully.

In a sense, the Vulcan Ape could be considered the totem of the Fire God Palace. Many senior Nascent Soul True Monarchs in the palace had received its favor to varying degrees. Therefore, even the Transformation God Ancestor had tried many methods to extend its life, but the effect was limited, like a drop in the bucket.

"This is my promise to Senior Vulcan Ape, so I naturally have to find ways to do my best."

Lu Xuan said earnestly.

Under Yan Liuchuan's warm hospitality, he once again toured some of the strange and magnificent sights in the area surrounding the Fire God Palace.

The last time he came, his reputation was not prominent. Only his spiritual plant skills were known to the outer sect cultivators. Because of a magical monkey hair from the Vulcan Ape, a small friction occurred with a Nascent Soul True Monarch from the Fire God Palace.

This time, he had already broken through to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, and had easily suppressed cultivators of the same realm before. The trip to the Fire God Palace was extremely smooth, and he met Nascent Soul cultivators who had specifically come to get acquainted with him.

After touring for more than ten days, he bid farewell to Yan Liuchuan and the other cultivators and left.

After passing through many realms, he successfully returned to the Sword Sect.

After returning to his cave, he rested for a while and then entered the deepest part of Sword Peak.

In the midst of endless sword energy, a white jade stone pillar stretched to an unknown part of space. The old Sword Serpent, with its strange form, was coiled around the stone pillar.

Like the Vulcan Ape, the old Sword Serpent was also in slumber. Compared to the first time Lu Xuan saw it, the shimmering white light emanating from the Sword Serpent's body was obviously much weaker, and the slender sword blades that grew out were also thinner.

Sensing Lu Xuan's approach, the old Sword Serpent struggled to open its eyelids.

"Little friend Lu, you've come."

"Yes, Senior, I've brought you a few bottles of the highest quality Returning Truth Sword Liquid."

Lu Xuan said respectfully.

"You have a kind heart."

The old Sword Serpent's aged voice rang in Lu Xuan's ears.

"Senior, I just returned from Senior Vulcan Ape's place and brought back a few words for you."

Lu Xuan coughed lightly.

"Oh?"

The old Sword Serpent slowly raised its aged head.

"Senior Vulcan Ape said that he wants to compare with you, old friend, to see who lives longer."

Lu Xuan tried his best to beautify the words that the Vulcan Ape had said.

The old Sword Serpent chuckled: "Would that old geezer say that?"

"He's probably hoping that I die before him, so he can witness it with his own eyes!"

Lu Xuan was silent for a moment.

These two were indeed good friends who had known each other for thousands of years. They understood each other's nature. The old Sword Serpent had described what the Vulcan Ape had said almost word for word.

He didn't disturb the old Sword Serpent's rest too much. After staying for a while, he bid farewell and left.

Back in the house, the White Lotus incarnation directly entered the portable space.

The Blazing Fire Flood Dragon and the Azure Peak Kirin had both been hatched by it, and it had accompanied Lu Xuan for countless years. The two had a deep relationship.

The Flowing Light Spirit Crane was quite discerning, knowing that even though its strength and bloodline were stronger than the plump bird, its position in Lu Xuan's heart was far inferior to the other party's, so it was usually extremely respectful to the plump bird.

"It can still distinguish its own position."

Lu Xuan couldn't help but smile when he saw this, thinking to himself.

The Wind Listening Beast's whereabouts were uncertain, and its temperament was similar to that of the Cloud Treading Lynx, solitary and independent. If Lu Xuan didn't summon it, it would be difficult to see its trace usually.

Lu Xuan entered the Thunder Roar Beast Spirit Land. The Azure Horned Thunder Rhinoceros's time away this time was longer than he had imagined, and it had not returned until now.

However, he didn't worry too much in his heart. The other party had the bloodline of an ancient alien beast and had lived for tens of thousands of years. Under the effect of the Tortoise Crane Yuan Pill, it had barely recovered to its peak. There were very few existences in the entire cultivation world that could keep it, so there was no need to worry about its safety.

Lu Xuan entered the most central area, which was planted with many high-level thunder-attribute spiritual plants.

Under the nourishment of the eighth-grade Blood Nether Thunder Gourd and the Kui Water Divine Thunder, they were full of vitality and growing well, but the growth progress was limited. If they were cultivated step by step, the maturity cycle would be hundreds of years or more.

The ninth-grade Yin-Yang Thunder Extreme Wood's growth rate was extremely slow. Compared to the last time, there was almost no difference, but Lu Xuan was patient and not in a hurry at all.

As for the Flying Thunder Ganoderma King, with the nourishment of the Nine Heavens Thunder 引雷 Stele, the Yi Wood Azure Thunder Vine, and many other thunder-attribute treasures, coupled with its seventh-grade rank, its growth rate was quite fast. If Lu Xuan's divine sense wasn't strong, it would probably be difficult to easily find its trace.

"The last Cubit Wood has matured."

After cultivating many spiritual plants, Lu Xuan came to a semi-transparent spiritual wood.

Layers of faint ripples were stirred around the spiritual wood, causing the surrounding space to tremble incessantly, and there were faint small space cracks appearing.

After mastering the incomplete version of the Sleeve Universe, Lu Xuan's spatial ability became more and more exquisite, and he casually eliminated those space cracks cleanly.

Then, with both hands working together, he pulled out the Cubit Wood that seemed to be rooted in the depths of space.

Without bothering to check the quality of the spiritual wood, his gaze fell on the white light orb that quietly emerged.

The light orb flickered slightly, and it had a special allure for him.

Lu Xuan held his breath and concentrated, reaching out to gently touch the surface of the light orb.

In an instant, the light orb shattered silently, turning into countless tiny specks of light that soared into the sky, instantly condensing into a slender river of light and submerging into Lu Xuan's body.

At the same time, a thought flashed through his mind.

[Harvested a seventh-grade Cubit Wood, obtained an eighth-grade special treasure, the Little Dijiang Bag.]

As the thought disappeared, a strange, crimson cloth bag appeared in front of him.

The cloth bag shook gently, as if it had life. At first glance, one would think it was a strange divine bird. From time to time, slender space cracks appeared around it, and the cracks bent and changed, like琴 strings, as if some unknown existence was plucking them, causing a slight commotion in the nearby space.