The immortal pill is reborn and possesses the body of the charming female shopkeeper.

Chapter 43 The Sword Fruit Ripens

Luo Sifan plummeted down the valley and landed at the entrance of the sword ladder, nearly collapsing to his knees.

He gathered his breath and leaped forward without daring to rest for a moment, rushing straight into the spiritual curtain beneath the deer's head.

As expected, he turned around and appeared in front of Lu Gong.

Seeing Luo Sifan's disheveled appearance, Lu Gong raised an eyebrow and stood up from the recliner.

Luo Sifan collapsed onto the crimson pearl grass, utterly exhausted.

Fortunately, there was no damage, and Lu Gong slowly sat back down to rest.

The spiritual energy on the Crimson Pearl Grass was abundant. After resting for a moment, Luo Sifan suddenly sat up.

"Kid! You're quite the troublemaker. In less than two hours, you've used up two years' worth of my cultivation power!"

Lu Gong glared and began to complain.

Luo Sifan's disheveled appearance annoyed him, so he casually tossed a white robe over.

Her white dress was dirty, wrinkled, and had a large hole in it.

Luo Sifan turned around without ceremony and changed into a white robe, which was a little too big.

"Those old bastards from the Deer-Cutting Sword Sect have come knocking on our door."

Lu Gong looked outside with some disdain.

"Boy! What exactly have you done? Even the old bastards from the Deer-Slaying Sword Sect have come? You're hanging around my Deer Head demanding someone?"

Having no other choice, Luo Sifan recounted what had happened on the sword ladder.

They also took out the gladiolus from the mirage pearl.

"A thousand-year-old gladiolus? The sword-shaped fruit is about to ripen!"

Lu Gong's expression shifted, and he snatched it away. His eyes, unusually, revealed excitement as he stared at the sword orchid, reluctant to part with it.

"The stuff is good, but it's still a bit lacking. Kid! You're useless here, so let this senior train you!"

Lu Gong plucked three Crimson Pearl Grasses, planted the Sword Orchid with the stone, and with a wave of his hand, the Sword Orchid was enveloped in a sword domain.

The gladiolus visibly rejuvenated.

Luo Sifan made no attempt to hide her frustration.

"for you!"

After much hesitation, Lu Gong handed over the three Crimson Pearl Grasses that he had plucked.

Luo Sifan was secretly delighted and reluctantly put the Crimson Pearl Grass into the Mirage Pearl.

Lu Gong gave a soft snort, his words tinged with disdain:

"Boy! Don't act innocent after getting a good deal. My Crimson Pearl Grass is no ordinary herb! Besides, I'll only take one Sword Orchid Fruit; the rest are yours!"

Luo Sifan did the math and realized he had indeed made a huge profit; a smile he couldn't hide appeared on his face.

Lu Gong shook his head, went back to his recliner and lay down to sleep, closing his eyes.

Luo Sifan didn't mind his cold attitude. He sat cross-legged on the Crimson Pearl Grass and calmly pondered how to break through the barrier.

These past few days of cultivating his sword body and battling on the sword ladder have repeatedly brought him back from the brink of death, nearly depleting his Taiyi spiritual energy on several occasions. Now that his spiritual energy is abundant, the threshold of the second stage of Foundation Establishment is faintly visible. He must seize the opportunity and break through in time.

On the Crimson Pearl Grass, feeling refreshed and in a better state than ever before, Luo Sifan was lost in thought and unknowingly cultivated for half a day.

The Taiyi spiritual energy circulates within the sword, refining the sword intent, and the fusion between the two becomes even smoother.

The agitated mind, after breathing in and absorbing the sword intent, gradually becomes more fluid and agile, and the Taiyi spiritual energy it churns out contains hidden sword brilliance.

Lu Gong lay flat with his eyes closed, his gaze never ceasing. Sensing the changes within Luo Sifan's body, he couldn't help but secretly marvel.

Qi is heaven, body is earth; when heaven and earth merge, they return to the Dao as one. This is the kind of aura that only masters of the Integration Realm can possess.

Achieving unity of qi and blood in sword practice is even more difficult.

I never expected that this kid would have already glimpsed the basics of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Lu Gong was filled with complex emotions. His mind, which had remained calm for hundreds of years and which he considered to have long seen through the illusions of the world, could not help but be stirred by greed, anger, and delusion.

Luo Sifan had no idea what Lu Gong was thinking. His face showed ecstasy, his qi was just beginning to merge, and the wonderful feeling was indescribable. He was making a concerted effort to break through the stagnation of his spiritual platform.

With a soft sound in the void, Luo Sifan floated up several feet from the ground before crashing back down heavily to the original spot.

"it is good!"

Luo Sifan supported himself on the Crimson Pearl Grass and stood up, his expression joyful, almost jumping up and shouting.

Lu Gong curled his lip in annoyance, turned his face away, and couldn't be bothered to look at Luo Sifan's smug face any longer.

"Naive! Frivolous! You just got lucky by stepping in dog poop! To go far on the path of cultivation, one must be like this deer, able to endure loneliness, withstand hardships, and persevere!"

Lu Gong muttered to himself, feeling much better.

After his initial joy, Luo Sifan sat back down to consolidate the benefits of dual cultivation of Qi and sword.

As a guest from afar, Luo Sifan was too embarrassed to practice his skills openly on the Crimson Pearl Grass, even though the grass was full of spiritual energy. Instead, he focused on nurturing and refining his skills.

The gladiolus planted by Lu Gong grew wildly here as if it had absorbed some fine nectar, doubling in size in a single day.

The red fruit on the flower stalk hadn't grown; in fact, it had shrunk. Countless fine lines sprouted from its tip, revealing a bright orange-yellow flesh. The fragrance from the fruit grew increasingly intense, even spreading beyond the sword domain.

Lu Gong rose at the scent, stood motionless beside the gladiolus, his gaze gradually hardening.

"Indeed, this thousand-year-old sword orchid fruit, nurtured by my spiritual soil, has risen another grade, reaching the Innate Realm. It will fill the gap in my Innate Realm, perfect my sword foundation, and break through the shackles of the Mahayana Realm!"

As Lu Gong pondered, he glanced at Luo Sifan, who was intoxicated by the aroma of sesame seeds, his eyes filled with a dark and flickering light.

After a short while, Lu Gong's mood gradually calmed down.

Keeping Luo Sifan around is still very useful, Lu Gong is confident that no matter how good Luo Sifan's talent and opportunities are, he will never escape his grasp in the future.

After Luo Sifan completed his cultivation, he slowly exhaled and opened his eyes. Attracted by the strange phenomenon of the sword orchid, he stepped forward to observe it carefully.

The stronger the fragrance he inhaled, the faster the sword intent rules within his body changed.

No wonder my efficiency seemed to be increasing when I closed my eyes to practice my internal energy just now; it was all because of the fragrance of the sword fruit.

I wonder what would happen if I swallowed the whole fruit?

Luo Sifan happily made some guesses.

"Swallow it whole? Do you want to die?"

As if guessing his thoughts, Lu Gong coldly interjected.

This sword fruit is a world in itself; without the cultivation of the Integration Realm, swallowing it will cause one to explode and die.

"So we're just going to let this fragrance linger? That would be such a waste."

Luo Sifan was somewhat reluctant to part with him.

"Where's your mirage pearl? Give it to me!"

Lu Gong stretched out his hand in an annoyed manner.

Luo Sifan hesitated before taking out the mirage pearl and instructing Lu Gong:

"Senior, please don't ruin the treasure I've hidden inside!"

Lu Gong shook his head dismissively, grasped the mirage pearl in his hand, and returned it to Luo Sifan.

"This mirage pearl is a small world refined by the mirage insect over a hundred years of cultivation. Originally, it could not withstand the sword intent of the sword fruit, but I strengthened it so that it can contain the fragrance of the sword fruit for ten years without leaking out."

Luo Sifan held the mirage pearl in his hand and jumped inside, and sure enough, there was a great change.

The vast expanse of mirage mist and demonic energy was blocked by a white wall of sword light. A grassland more than a hundred feet wide surrounded the original small building, making the small world in the mirage pearl hundreds of times larger.

This stag really has a special fondness for grasslands.

Luo Sifan returned to her original spot, her face beaming with an irrepressible smile.

"Senior, your skills are truly remarkable! I am utterly impressed!"

Lu Gong was unmoved by Luo Sifan's weak flattery, and instead broke off the three sword fruits one by one, storing them carefully in his sword domain.

"Keep it safe!"

Two sword fruits floated to Luo Sifan's front.

The fragrance was extremely rich, so Luo Sifan quickly put it into the Mirage Pearl Pavilion and hid it well.

Luo Sifan chuckled awkwardly and, without any hesitation, went to pull up the gladiolus on the ground.

"This thing has already been put to its full potential; its essence lies entirely in the sword fruit. It's of little use to you now."

Lu Gong frowned.