Cultivation: I have an equipment slot

Chapter 62, Part 1?

"Secret Realm..."

After reading the message delivered by the flying sword, Zhuge Wan's expression changed several times.

He glanced at the Golden Core cultivators present.

It was discovered that these people had obtained the information through various means.

"It seems there's going to be chaos again." Zhuge Wan's face remained expressionless. In any case, no matter how chaotic things got, it wouldn't affect their Qingheng Sect.

After all, the Qingheng Sect is backed by the Tianmu Mountain Range, so unless there is unrest among the monsters in the Tianmu Mountain Range, it is difficult for external disturbances to affect them.

However, the possibility of monsters causing chaos is extremely low.

Compared to the unopened secret realm, she was more concerned about whether Zhang Yan could achieve a good ranking in the competition.

Perhaps because of the new secret realm, Zhuge Wan could sense that all the Golden Core cultivators were distracted; their bodies were still watching the competition, but their minds had already wandered off.

Zhang Yan was naturally unaware of the changes happening off the field.

At this moment, he is intently studying the disease before him.

This disease is quite interesting. Normally, a disease can only affect one or a few spiritual plants.

However, the disease that Wanhua Palace has created this time can affect all the spiritual plants, which is a bit abnormal.

Moreover, the medicines that people commonly use are ineffective against these diseases.

"What could be the reason for this?" Zhang Yan was at a loss for words.

If he's already having such a headache, the remaining contestants are having an even harder time. Many of them have simply given up on the competition. What the hell is this? I just came here to participate in a competition.

Is this how you're going to treat me?

At this moment, Zhang Yan had already located the lesion.

This so-called disease actually contaminated the soil of the spirit field before affecting the spirit plants. He had previously thought it was spread through the root system, but he was misled.

"interesting."

Having found the culprit, Zhang Yan acted swiftly, easily resolving the problem with his rich experience and knowledge.

Seeing that Zhang Yan had solved the problem, the person in charge of Wanhua Palace sighed, "Truly, a new generation replaces the old. I remember when I encountered this problem, I thought about it for more than ten days. I was quite proud of myself, but I never expected to meet such a genius young man."

The person who said this was a thin, dark-skinned old man. As soon as he finished speaking, there was almost no need for the fight to continue.

Their Wanhua Palace... lost.

“But we also have the ability to use the substitution technique!” another cultivator couldn’t help but say. Their Myriad Flower Palace possessed the substitution technique, but they had never mentioned it.

Sometimes, the top three are even members of their Wanhua Palace.

"Transplanting flowers and grafting trees is nothing but a minor skill! One must be strong to succeed. Look at our generation of disciples; even the best at transplanting flowers and grafting trees has only achieved minor mastery, while others have mastered both spells. It's a real pity they aren't disciples of my Myriad Flowers Palace." The old man spoke with considerable regret: "Our Myriad Flowers Palace is founded on the art of spiritual plants!"

“Now, people with any talent have gone to learn other things. Look at those who come to learn the art of spiritual plants, what a bunch of crooked and ugly people they are. After our generation passes away, let’s see if the Myriad Flower Palace can still maintain its dominant position.”

Upon hearing the old man's words, everyone from the Myriad Flowers Palace looked at each other without saying a word.

Their status was far inferior to that of the old man, and they dared not utter a word in response to these words.

After solving the pest problem.

Time flies even faster; in the blink of an eye, the final date has arrived.

The crops in Zhang Yanling's field are growing very well.

The fields are laden with ripe rice and covered with delicious melons, looking very tempting.

"It's almost time." At this moment, the referee in charge of monitoring suddenly spoke up and began to organize the results recorded on the recording stone.

"Is this the end?"

Zhang Yan looked at the referee who was sorting out the spoils with disbelief.

"Oh no, I haven't been able to use the Wood Element Technique for several days because I was treating my illness. Will this affect my ranking?" Zhang Yan was a little worried. At this time, the referee had already finished cleaning up.

To his surprise, it was only the stuff for one acre.

Zhang Yan actually grew goods worth 500 spirit stones.

"you……"

"you……"

The referee looked at the goods in his hand, then at Zhang Yan, his voice trembling slightly.

This guy is absolutely terrifying.

One acre of spiritual land is worth so many times more than others!
However, after glancing at Ling Tian, ​​he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he made a huge profit from the lottery, it wasn't without a price; the spiritual field was almost devoid of spiritual energy.

He's killing the goose that lays the golden eggs!

The referee tried to reassure himself.

But... what a load of rubbish!
You need to have the ability to drain the pond to catch all the fish!

He remembered that in the previous Qi Refining stage cultivators' spiritual plant competition, the most spiritual plants a one-acre spiritual field could grow was worth how much?

It seems to be 100 spirit stones!
Damn it, this person made five times more!
He cheated!

That was the referee's first thought, but he quickly shook his head; cheating was impossible.

After all, he had been monitoring the other party from this spot, and he also had a recording stone.

There's no way the other party could cheat.

This guy is a beast, how can he be so powerful!

If only this belonged to their Wanhua Palace!

As the data is compiled.

Zhang Yan also returned to Zhuge Wan's side.

Only then did he realize that Mu Sen and the others had arrived sometime earlier.

"Master."

"This competition was excellent. When we get back, feel free to take whatever you like from my spirit plant garden."

Zhuge Wan spoke in a calm voice, but the corners of her mouth curled up slightly: "If you don't find what you want in my Spirit Plant Garden, you can go to the Sect Leader's Spirit Plant Garden and take it. Just say I said so."

Hearing Zhuge Wan's words, Zhang Yan looked bewildered. Why could his master's reward be taken from the sect leader's spirit plant garden?

If I take that third-tier spiritual plant from the other party, will they give it to me?

He remembered that in the very heart of the sect leader's spirit plant garden, there was a third-tier spirit plant, but he dared not speak of it, nor did he dare to take it.

That kind of thing is not something a mere Qi Refining stage cultivator like him can covet.

"Let's wait for the results before making a decision. What do you guys think, Senior Brother Mu?"

As Zhang Yan spoke, he looked at Mu Sen and the others.

Musen: "..."

The senior brothers and sisters were speechless.

What should they say?
They used to think their grades were pretty good, but compared to Zhang Yan's, they were terrible and not even worth mentioning.

They all knew that Zhang Yan had probably already broken the record.

So, Mu Sen twitched his wooden face and said softly, "Junior brother, a secret realm is about to open."

(End of this chapter)