Chapter 744: Spirit Plant Transformations

After this battle, the name of Wangyue Zhenjun echoed throughout all the major cultivation realms.

No one dared to underestimate this sole Nascent Soul True Person of the Southern Wastes—not only is he an exceptional farmer, but his spiritual powers and strength are unimaginable!

The demonic plague in the Southern Wastes was swiftly quelled by the joint efforts of the Four Nations Alliance, the Beast Tribes, and the Wei Dao Alliance.

The demonic surprise attack that had breached the Eastern Seas cultivation realm was halted by the Southern Wastes.

This made many cultivators realize that the Southern Wastes was no longer the backward realm that could be manipulated at will.

After the demonic tide receded, the Southern Wastes emerged from the crisis; though scattered demonic remnants still lurked, they no longer posed a serious threat.

Next, the Southern Wastes will enter a decades-long buffer period, during which many cultivators from surrounding realms are expected to come seeking protection.

“The first large-scale descent shock of the Southern Wastes has been successfully averted; the demonic sects won’t dare strike again for a long while,” Tianji Zi said to Qin Ming with deep admiration.

Now that the Beast Tribes and human cultivators are cooperating against the demons of Xuehuan Realm, he certainly couldn’t go hunting fourth-rank great beasts in the Shouming Mountains—that would be terribly improper.

In the first version, there is a mistake!

Qin Ming raised his hand and cast a Thorn Spell on the corpse of the Nascent Soul demonic cultivator, sucking it dry into a withered husk that became a fist-sized blood pearl.

After exchanging pleasantries with Qin Ming for several days, the Nascent Soul cultivators from the major factions hurriedly departed with their subordinates.

The spiritual bees immediately became more spirited.

From the time he single-handedly activated the Xue Futu magic treasure and nearly killed the two Nascent Soul cultivators from Changsheng Temple, it was clear his current state could at least muster some Nascent Soul-level power.

The spirit form of Qingyang Lao Mo lay on the tree, continuously absorbing the drifting starlight divine essence.

Qin Ming took the bag, pondered for a moment, then said: “Hmm, well done. Try using your previous technique to devour a Nascent Soul—see if you can produce more Youxuan Stone.”

The Shitian Mouse was thrilled upon hearing this, never expecting to have accidentally earned such an incalculable merit.

Since Qin Ming revived this treasure tree, he has been using the [Ripen] and [Chronos Leaf] terms to accelerate its growth, and it has already grown over half its full height.

“Hehe! I was just about to say the same thing.”

Soul cultivators who specialize in soul arts, and ghost cultivators from the Yin Si underworld, regard this as a sacred item.

Shua shua shua.

As the Shitian Mouse spoke, he still looked indignant, then pulled out another bag and handed it to Qin Ming: “But I brought back the corpse and body of that demonic cultivator—I figured you’d find them useful for farming.”

“Yin Si underworld? How do you know so much about it?” Qin Ming frowned and asked.

Qin Mou smiled and bowed to the crowd: “I owe you all a great debt for your timely aid—I thank you all deeply.”

Countless black vines writhed, catching the blood pearl midair and instantly absorbing it entirely.

After all, the Ancient Mountain Demon Saint and others had kindly helped Qin Ming.

“If this were nurtured for another few thousand years, perhaps my spirit form could truly return to its original state.”

“A fourth-rank dragon serpent—rumored to carry ancient true spirit blood. It should work wonders for farming.”

Upon learning that Qi Shang Mo Jun led the demonic forces to attack Wangyue Island, the Shitian Mouse remained calm—he had known the truth all along.

After finishing all this, Qin Ming went to the Seven Marvelous Treasure Tree.

He entered the Xiao Ling Jing and buried the withered demonic cultivator’s corpse beneath the Lei Yuanmo Jujube Tree to enrich the soil.

Qin Ming gazed at the spirit fields, lost in thought: “Then it seems only my demonic Nascent Soul can handle this.”

Qin Ming stared at the empty jade bottle, pondering where to obtain serpent-dragon essence blood.

Then.

Qin Ming’s plant perception sensed abundant vitality within—it was growing exceptionally well, even stronger than the original Seven Marvelous Treasure Tree buried beneath the Five Elements Mountains.

Afterwards.

And the terms in Qin Ming’s vision underwent great changes:

The Qingkong Spirit Soil mixed with Xuan Huang Essence quickly absorbed the demonic serpent blood, transforming it into the pure nutrients required for spirit rice.

“Star Sea Divine Flower?” Qin Ming asked, surprised.

It had grown from two inches to over two feet tall; though small in stature, after Qin Ming’s acceleration, it had already accumulated four thousand years of cultivation.

“That old crow, Han Ya, shamelessly took a storage bag from me—he’s got no shame!”

“With the addition of fourth-rank Blood Serpent Green Rice and Lingxi Jade Fluid to aid my cultivation, my foundation should break into Nascent Soul Mid-Stage within a century.”

Han Ya Shangren, deeply moved and still shaken, said: “Brother Shitian Yaosheng, I’m lucky I was assigned to Wuguo with you.”

Qin Ming considered his current cultivation progress and was quite satisfied.

Qin Ming took the Youxuan Stone from him, his face lighting up with delight; he patted the Shitian Mouse’s head and praised him:

“Master, big haul!”

Qin Ming sat on the throne of the Qingmu Pavilion and gave orders to Wei Wuya, Mo Lingwei, and others to handle the post-battle aftermath.

“Hehe! Right, Master—I could’ve killed him alone, but that demonic cultivator was slippery and ran right into Han Ya Lao Dao’s path.”

As he was planning, he saw the Shitian Mouse burst in as a plump white child.

The coral-like treasure tree emitted a shimmering seven-colored radiance, continuously absorbing the spiritual energy of the Xiao Ling Jing.

“Unfortunately, this fourth-rank spirit rice can’t be grown on a large scale—the serpent-dragon essence blood is exhausted, and with the rice about to mature, I need more.”

Streams of temporal energy continuously surged from the tree, flowing constantly into Qin Ming’s Qingdi Mu Huang Sacred Body. His demonic Nascent Soul should prove highly useful as well.

Qin Ming walked over to his root spirit plant, the Bu Lao Immortal Vine, and tossed the Nascent Soul blood pearl toward it.

“If this vine could bloom the legendary ‘Star Sea Divine Flower,’ it would be even more extraordinary—perhaps within a few hundred years, I could restore my former glory, hehehe!”

Silver pollen landed on the spiritual bees, sparkling like scattered starlight before vanishing into their bodies.

“It’s said this flower greatly enhances spiritual power and nourishes the soul.”

In addition,

Over a dozen lush Blood Serpent Green Rice plants had grown to half a person’s height.

【Name】: Bu Lao Immortal Vine 【Term】: Nascent Soul Magic Power x5 (Maturity 76%) 【Name】: Bu Lao Immortal Vine 【Term】: Time Flies x5 (Maturity 72%) 【Name】: Bu Lao Immortal Vine 【Term】: Abundant Lifespan x5 (Maturity 73%) Over this period, Qin Ming had fed his root spirit plant a total of four Nascent Soul blood pearls, and occasionally used strands of the Four Seasons Divine Light to accelerate growth—its progress had significantly increased.

Under Qin Ming’s careful cultivation, this demonic plant was on the verge of advancing again—when it does, it will become a fourth-rank demonic tree.

“Ahh~ So comfortable!”

Qin Ming called over the Shitian Mouse and asked: “I heard you and Han Ya Daoist teamed up to slay a demonic Nascent Soul cultivator in Wuguo?”

The Star Sea Divine Vine’s ability to nurture spirit forms is among the best of all spirit plants; its icy-blue starlight shimmered brilliantly, swirling around the entire plant.

Qin Ming’s gaze fell on the spirit rice—plump green ears had formed, within which faint dragon-shaped essences were coiling, just as the name Blood Serpent Green Rice suggested.

Naturally, no one dared to lower their guard; after handling affairs in the Southern Wastes, they rushed back to their own territories without delay.

This time, the main achievement was Qin Ming repelling the ‘Qi Shang Mo Jun,’ but all present Nascent Soul cultivators contributed greatly.

Next,

Qingyang Lao Mo chuckled: “Correct. The world knows only how to make soul artifacts and magic treasures from Star Sea Divine Wood, but few know this tree can bloom—it flowers only once every five thousand years, requiring an immense amount of time. Even Soul Transformation cultivators can’t live long enough to witness it—so it’s normal you’ve never seen it.”

“You’re amazing! Major merit recorded! This Youxuan Stone is several times larger than before—if you collect a few more, maybe I’ll even take you on a cross-realm journey.”

Therefore, Qin Ming paid great attention to this tree, personally tending and nurturing it.

The Bu Lao Immortal Vine stood firm within the Xiao Ling Jing; after years of term-accelerated growth and nourishment by the Four Seasons Divine Light, it had grown increasingly mysterious, as if enduring eternal change.

The dozens of silver flower buds had now fully bloomed, resembling silver lotuses, each wreathed in a mysterious Dao essence.

He then asked: “Master, what’s our next plan?”

“Hehehe! I’ve seen much in my time—I’ll explain everything to you slowly later. The Yin Si underworld is a great world, just like the Spirit Realm and Demon Realm, utterly incomparable to small worlds like the Mortal Realm.”

The Shitian Mouse took the Nascent Soul, licked his lips, and left.

The third-rank spiritual bees beneath the black vine tree buzzed loudly, busy collecting nectar from the silver blossoms.

“So it’s indeed related to my bloodline technique of devouring Nascent Souls.”

When the Seven Marvelous Treasure Tree blooms again, it will be able to produce Dharma Seeds.

His words now carried a hint of flattery.

【Name】: Blood Serpent Green Rice 【Term】: Nascent Soul Magic Power x5 (Maturity 65%) 【Name】: Blood Serpent Green Rice 【Term】: Time Flies x5 (Maturity 62%) Qin Ming had long coveted this legendary fourth-rank mid-grade spirit rice.

Then, he went to the dozen or so Blood Serpent Green Rice plants and poured the last of the fourth-rank demonic serpent essence blood over them.

“Only Qin Daoist and the Ancient Mountain Demon Saint possess such divine might—if it were just us old men, we couldn’t have held back Qi Shang Mo Jun,” Tianji Zi said with a smile, stroking his beard.

“Together, the two plants’ [Nascent Soul Magic Power] terms total ten—after harvest, they’ll grant me decades of hard-earned cultivation.”

This third-rank upper-grade demonic jujube tree, nourished by several demonic Nascent Soul corpses, had grown even more robust, its entire body wreathed in black demonic energy, flickering with lightning that vanished and reappeared.

“After all, there should be many fourth-rank serpent-dragon great beasts in Xuehuan Realm—if not, I’ll just take the traitorous second prince of the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace.”

After listening, Qin Ming nodded thoughtfully, then cast the Five Elements Spirit Rain Technique to irrigate his precious spirit plants.

On the Star Sea Divine Vine, Qingyang Lao Mo was recuperating; his previously faint, near-dead spirit form had recovered considerably.

The eerie black vines began to stretch out, sprouting new branches again.

The Shitian Mouse’s face glowed with excitement; he held a black Youxuan Stone, as large as a finger, and said to Qin Ming:

Unlike other spirit plants, Qin Ming had the Shitian Mouse occasionally help tend to it.

“I never expected the crisis at Wangyue Island to be this severe—it’s truly terrifying.”

After all, Xuehuan Realm’s demonic forces are currently rampant, and the scale of descent attacks is expanding—the two major sects of the Eastern Seas have been slaughtered, serving as a warning to all.

After everyone had left.

Afterwards.

The Shitian Mouse and Han Ya Shangren soon returned to the island.

“As for my demonic Nascent Soul, the Xuelian Demonic Sect provides resources—its body refinement progress shouldn’t be too poor.”

“Hmm, back to my old trade—focus on farming and improve my cultivation.”

“We’ll decide our next steps based on how the cultivation realm evolves.”

“The Southern Wastes cultivation realm has calmed down, but other realms are still in dire straits.”

“Let’s keep hiding on Wangyue Island and watch the winds and clouds change…”

Qin Ming finished speaking and took the Shennong Hoe from his storage pouch, tossing it to the Shitian Rat. (End of chapter)