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Two months had passed.
Lu Xuan stood in front of the ten Origin Spirit Ginsengs he had been using to Condense Seed, cautiously extending his Divine Sense to retrieve the Spiritual Seeds that had formed within the plants.
"Ten plants have all successfully condensed seeds, yielding a total of thirty-seven Spiritual Seeds."
"With this, the next harvest of Cultivation Level Light Clusters will be more plentiful."
He felt satisfied within his heart.
The newly formed Origin Spirit Ginseng Seeds still required further processing, so he placed them into his square-inch book and continued to inspect the remaining Spiritual Plants in the Spirit Field.
After carefully nurturing them, Lu Xuan once again entered the forbidden lands of the Sword Tomb.
"There's yet another Mutated White Bone Killing Sword Grass Spirit Seed."
He had acquired one a long time ago, another during the refinement period, and now this one made it three Mutated Spirit Seeds in total.