Lingering Ghosts

Before long, Yuan Ming followed Nan Shangfeng into a room roughly twenty zhang across. The floor and surrounding walls were inscribed with circles upon circles of intricate, profound runes. Clearly, more than one magic array had been set up here.

"This is where I occasionally enter seclusion to cultivate. The arrays on the walls and floor are all used to assist cultivation and seal the secret chamber," Nan Shangfeng hurriedly explained, afraid Yuan Ming might misunderstand.

Yuan Ming merely swept his gaze over the room, then nodded. "A Level Five Myriad Manifestations Spirit Gathering Array and a Level Four Hundred Gates Sealing Array. Not bad... With a few alterations, they can still be used."

"Fellow Daoist Wan can even improve a Level Five magic array? Impressive!" Nan Shangfeng could not help revealing a look of surprise upon hearing this.

He found the person before him increasingly unfathomable.

"These are the three pieces of spiritwood. Please accept them, Fellow Daoist Wan." He immediately took the three Wooden Boxes and handed them to Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming accepted them without ceremony. "Name your price."

"They are merely three pieces of spiritwood, hardly worth mentioning. Fellow Daoist Wan, please accept them without concern," Nan Shangfeng said with trepidation.

"I already told you that I will buy anything I ask you to purchase at the original price. Do not put on such false politeness. Name an amount in spirit stones, or we can exchange them for other spirit materials," Yuan Ming said.

"To be honest, Fellow Daoist Wan, I traded two decent-quality magic treasures for these three pieces of spiritwood. Fellow Daoist Wan only needs to offer something of equal value in exchange," Nan Shangfeng said after hesitating for a moment.

Although high-grade spiritwood was precious, its uses were often singular. It was not