For now, I’ll put it into my qiankun bag.

After that, the valley excursions, butterfly chasing, and flower admiring were relatively more free.

And because there were no longer any "rewards," many Loose Cultivators who were focused on Cultivating left on their own and did not participate.

Tomorrow was the grand event, and Senior Brother Lu had gone with Senior Cong Yuzhen to the main hall of Linghua Valley early for discussions.

The Cave Abyss Sect Disciples, along with the two Disciples from Sheyang Sect, went out to play together with Yan Xun.

With beautiful flowers and beautiful people, it should have been a relaxed and leisurely time, but unfortunately, there was Cheng Yu, who was a spoilsport.

In front of Sheng Yun and Gu Qingqing, he always offered boring courtesies and told dull jokes.

Beneath the flower waterfall, by the wisteria bridge.

Xiao He was coiled around Song Yan’s wrist, her snake tail wrapped around a cluster of Spirit Flowers, swaying gently.

A group of Spirit Butterflies emerged from among the wisteria, and a few even circled above Gu Qingqing’s head.

There were many flower Demon Beasts and Spirit Beasts in the valley.

However, they were all gentle-natured Demon Beasts who favored harmony.

Li Qingfeng slyly pulled out a black pot from behind, pretending to scoop up the Spirit Butterflies, scaring Gu Qingqing so much that the image-recording pearl in her hand almost dropped off the bridge.

Everyone burst into laughter.

As the sun set, they all dispersed.

Inside the small bamboo courtyard.

Song Yan had an ancient sword across his lap.

The sword body was mottled grey-green, with winding blade patterns, resembling two Green Plums growing side by side.

At the junction of the sword guard and the sword body, the ancient characters "Lianli" were carved.

Now that he had truly obtained the Flying Sword, he became hesitant and at a loss.

He naturally couldn’t find out if there were any mysteries within this ancient sword; he would have to rely on the marvels of the liangyi pearl.

The Unmoored Boat before was originally intended to be the sword body for his future Lifebound Flying Sword, so refining it with Sword Qi was no problem.

But a Sword Cultivator only has one Lifebound Flying Sword, so how should he refine this Flying Sword, "Lianli"?

At this moment, the ancient sword lay before him.

Yet the liangyi pearl showed no further anomalies, remaining perfectly still.

"..."

After pondering for a moment, he decided to refine it with Spiritual Qi first.

He slowly injected Spiritual Qi into it, and after about a quarter of an hour, it was complete.

Under his control, it was as easy as moving his own arm.

It’s just... the liangyi pearl still hadn’t changed at all... "Could it be that it must be with Sword Qi?"

He shook his head, rejecting this guess.

The previous Heart Demon was absorbed by the liangyi pearl before he even made a move.

It wasn’t until the demonic flames dissipated later that he began to refine it.

He figured that wasn’t the reason.

However, he still gave it a try.

Song Yan himself dispelled the Spiritual Qi and Divine Sense imprint, then re-refined it with Sword Qi.

The liangyi pearl still made no sound.

"It seems not every ancient sword can be ’invited’ into its Realm by the liangyi pearl..."

He secretly thought it was a pity, but couldn’t understand why the liangyi pearl had shown a slight anomaly at first.

After playing with it for a while, he stored the Flying Sword in his qiankun bag.

Not achieving his original goal was only a slight regret.

But it was his prize after all.

The description said this was the Flying Sword forged by the ancient Cultivator who died for love, before his self-destruction... at least, it had great commemorative significance.

It’s a pity Xiao Song currently had no thoughts of romance, otherwise, giving it to a beloved Dao Companion would be quite good.

For now, he could only put it into his qiankun bag.

Suddenly, Yan Xun’s voice came from outside the door.

"Daoist Song..."

Song Yan opened the door and welcomed him in.

After the valley tour, Song Yan had asked him for a Jade Slip containing a list and introduction of the Spirit Flowers and Spirit Plants in the valley.

He didn’t expect him to deliver it directly, and even bring some flower tea.

He scanned it with his Divine Sense.

The Hundred Flower Compendium.

The content in the Jade Slip was extensive, with very detailed introductions to various Spirit Plants.

Without rushing him off, Song Yan invited Yan Xun to stay and drink a cup of flower tea, chatting for a bit.

When they talked about the Hundred Flower Compendium, Yan Xun’s floodgates of conversation opened again.

"This flower compendium, it’s actually always existed."

"In Linghua Valley, generation after generation of Cultivators, there will always be flower lovers who delve into the Dao of flowers."

"This edition is the most detailed in recent years."

"It was created by Brother Liang Feng."

Song Yan was startled: "Liang Feng?"

Speaking of which, Sheng Nian had once warned him to be wary of Liang Feng.

However, to this day, this person had always been well-behaved and had not done anything out of line.

At least, that was the case in places Song Yan could see.

Yan Xun nodded: "Yes, Brother Liang Feng and his beloved Dao Companion, both love the Dao of flowers the most."

"It’s also because of this that everyone feels most at ease with the position of Linghua Valley’s chief steward in his hands."

Liang Feng was currently at the Qi Refining tenth Realm, and his age wasn’t too old, around forty-something.

If he could get resource support to establish his Dao Foundation, there was still a lot of hope.

He had strength, good popularity, and connections, so there was nothing wrong with him being this steward.

"Brother Liang’s wife?"

She seemed to have never shown her face.

Yan Xun sighed softly: "Brother Liang Feng’s beloved wife was severely injured and incurable over twenty years ago, and has been in a coma ever since."

"Hmm?" Song Yan was startled: "What happened?"

Yan Xun pondered for a moment, recalling: "I’m not very clear about the specifics. I only heard from the elders in the valley that over twenty years ago, several demonic Cultivators were chased here."

"During the struggle, Brother Liang Feng’s wife was affected. Although she still has vitality, she is unconscious and cannot wake up."

"Such a thing happened..."

"Afterward, Brother Liang Feng has been searching for a way to save his beloved wife, and over the years, he’s traveled to many places, north and south."

"Unfortunately, there has been no result."

"But thankfully, Brother Liang Feng hasn’t been overly despondent. He even previously explored the moon-bearing ancient lotus Spirit Seed with several Seniors from Sheyang Sect, and made some progress..."

Song Yan nodded slightly. During his valley tour, he had heard the Cultivators of Linghua Valley mention it.

He heard that although they had methods, the investment was too great, and it was difficult to preserve.

Forget about the lotus seeds; the flowers couldn’t even bloom completely. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

After sipping flower tea together for a while, Yan Xun bid farewell and left.

Sitting alone in the courtyard.

His Divine Sense sank into the Jade Slip.

He quickly scanned a few lines and found his true target.

"Moon-bearing ancient lotus."

Beside it was a lotus painting.

"When the flower bud first emerges, it is like condensed ice crystals; when it blooms, the petals are translucent like moonlight."

"A single moon-bearing ancient lotus can only condense one lotus seed."

"When mature, the moonlight bears the lotus seed, which is entirely pure white."

"The lotus petals can be used to refine the ’Pure Moon Talisman,’ which suppresses Yin souls, Heart Demons, and illusions."

"The moonlight Spiritual Qi released when the ancient lotus blooms can slightly enhance a Cultivator’s root bone."

"The moon-bearing lotus seed can be used to refine various ancient Medicinal Pills..."

"In addition, the lotus seed contains immense vitality, rumored to be able to reshape a Cultivator’s Physical Body."

"..."

Song Yan felt a pang of regret.

He remembered that when the lotus bloomed, there was indeed a beam of moonlight that lifted the lotus seed.

He hadn’t expected that moonlight could enhance root bones.

At the time, his attention was entirely on the lotus seed, and he didn’t know when the moonlight had dissipated.

"However, if that wasn’t luck, I can exchange for a few withered seeds from the Cultivators in the valley, and I’ll have plenty of opportunities in the future."

It seemed now that these withered ancient lotus seeds were not considered too precious by the Cultivators of Linghua Valley.

Song Yan knew a bit about Alchemy from his previous studies.

Many precious Spirit Plants and Spirit Medicines in the current Cultivation World had gradually become scarce a long time ago, and by now, they were almost extinct.

He feared they could only be found in ancient ruins or lost Secret Realms.

It seemed this moon-bearing ancient lotus was one of them.

Even the Spirit Seeds were withered and difficult to Cultivate.

At the end of the moon-bearing ancient lotus introduction, there seemed to be some experienced advice on ripening withered seeds.

"The moon-bearing ancient lotus Spirit Seeds passed down through generations in the valley withered in a place of Yin and filth."

"If Spiritual Qi from pure Yang lightning methods is poured into them, their vitality might be restored."

"However, the lightning Spirit method, while effective at dispelling filth, lacks sharpness. It can only induce flowering, but cannot produce lotus seeds."

"..."

So that’s how it was... He fell silent, his mind becoming active.