You Cultivate, I Farm

Chapter 513: Fortune Has Long Been Predetermined

"I’m not sure how this paper puppet evil spirit was able to follow and find me, was it a special ability, or simply a coincidence...”

"If it were indeed tracking me constantly, that could be a problem.”

Lu Xuan thought to himself, originally believing he was safe and sound after escaping from the ghost lizard, not expecting to encounter an evil spirit possessing a cultivator here. If he was not well-prepared, he could have potentially fallen into a trap.

He swiftly maneuvered through the jungle, keeping an observant eye on his surroundings with the help of the Void Nightmare Eye and the Cloud Leopard. After a while of no sight of the evil spirit, he felt somewhat relieved.

"It’s about time to track down that Xuan Yin Old Ghost.”

"He snatched my stone coffin treasure, causing my Holy Baby Fruit in the yard to lack sufficient nourishment. I must settle this score with him.”

A cold sneer emerged at the corner of Lu Xuan’s mouth.

In Duobao Tower, the stall owner was deterred by Xuan Yin Old Ghost’s cultivation level and gave the mysterious stone coffin to a thin old man, leaving Lu Xuan no choice but to give up.

But there had always been a thorn in his side. He had the Demonic Vine remember the old man’s scent, looking for an opportunity to reclaim his rightfully-owned treasure.

The Demonic Vine was particularly highly sensitive to all kinds of scents, especially those of Spirit Plants. Within a certain range, it could detect the location of the thin old man.

The gray vine slithered out of Lu Xuan’s sleeve, raising its tip high, and gently pointed in a certain direction.

"In that direction?”

Lu Xuan confirmed with the Demonic Vine.

All the gray vines sprouted by the Demonic Vine nodded in unison.

"Good, it seems like I can reclaim the stone coffin. If I’m not mistaken, that Xuan Yin Old Ghost mentioned that he has a Sect-exclusive fifth rank Spiritual Seed in his possession. I won’t hold back then.”

Considering this, Lu Xuan saw himself having a 98 percent chance of winning, even though his cultivation level was inferior to the old man’s. He had the element of surprise on his side, along with numerous Fifth Rank treasures, and nearly sixty Fourth Grade Sword Symbols in his hands.

Following the direction given by the Demonic Vine, moments later, through the view shared by the Void Nightmare Eye floating in the sky, he spotted the old man hurrying on his way.

Lu Xuan observed the way he was rushing and roughly estimated his speed, then met him at a point in front.

"Hmm?”

The old man became alert when he sensed the presence of a cultivator ahead and stopped. His Spiritual Sense swept over the area, and a smile crept into his face. He quickened his steps slightly and like a vulture, he landed in front of Lu Xuan.

"Who is it? Oh, an old acquaintance.”

Given his Foundation Establishment Perfect Realm, Lu Xuan did not hold back. He unleashed seven or eight fourth-grade sword talismans, attacking the injured Divine Soul of the emaciated old man.

In the surging waves, there was Infinite Sword Qi, in the blazing sun as well, and even among falling meteors. The emaciated old man was completely engulfed in a world of Sword Qi.

He knew his time was almost up. No longer holding back, he assimilated the Inflated Grievance Child he had nurtured with his essence blood into himself.

Immediately, his whole body swelled rapidly, forming a hillock like a meat mountain.

Countless fleshy arms grew from the mountain, where thousands of grievance infants were crammed together. Their faces were fierce, densely packed, emitting sharp screeches, absolutely terrifying.

The endless Sword Qi landing on the meat mountain sometimes hacked away heaps of flesh, but also a lot was dissipated by layered flesh.

Lu Xuan, on seeing the meat mountain for the first time, knew Xuan Yin Old Ghost had played his final card. He initiated a thought.

A Golden Jade Book silently materialized before him.

The book opened quietly as a crisp cry echoed. A barefoot golden crow, several meters long, flew out from the Jade Book.

The golden crow was aflame with white, gold-colored flames, displaying a mighty aura of extreme yang and hardness, as it descended onto the meat mountain.

"No!”

The countless resentful spirits on the meat mountain, one could vaguely discern the emaciated elderly man’s blurred features.

He sensed the world-ending aura of the flames on the golden crow and let out a desperate howl.

Before the notes of his wail had a chance to fade, they were reduced to black ash by the white-gold flame, blanketing the ground with a thick layer.

Lu Xuan’s Spiritual Sense swept through, confirming that the emaciated elderly man was dead beyond doubt, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Who is whose destiny, was already predestined.”

"From the moment you took my Stone Congin Treasure, there was no other outcome possible.”

"If there’s anything you should not have done, it was harm my Spirit Plant.”

He floated above the thick black ashes. The now dim golden crow flew back into the “Pure Yang True Fire Talisman”.

"Luckily, I paid attention and didn’t let the golden crow burn the Evil Cultivator’s storage bag, otherwise, it would have been a meaningless defeat.”

With a flicker of thought, a grayish-black bag floated towards Lu Xuan.