Time alone in the cave abode flew by, and before he knew it, a month had passed.
One day, as Lu Xuan was cultivating spiritual plants, a familiar, elderly voice came from outside the cave abode.
"Senior Lu, are you in the cave abode? I have brought some spiritual seeds for you."
"Wood Daoren?"
In Lu Xuan's mind emerged the figure of a tall elder with reddish eyes, indeed the treasure-appraising "cultivator" from the branch of the Commerce Association, who liked to collect various treasures and owned a bootleg treasure tower. He was straightforward and had many dealings with him.
He had even acquired from him the bronze long pike conducive to fostering the Sha Yuan Fruit, as well as the sixth-grade Skeleton Demon View Spirit Seed.
"So it is Taoist friend Wood; I apologize for not coming to greet you sooner, please forgive me."
Lu Xuan opened the formation and welcomed the tall elder inside.
"Not at all, it is I who disturb Senior's cultivation,"
