After refining the Crimson Flame Divine Fruit, the group of five seemed reborn, refreshed in spirit as they continued deeper into the Fire Spirit Wood Forest.
This forest was truly a land of treasures. The pure fire-attributed spiritual energy was so dense it nearly condensed into fiery mist. Such a uniquely blessed environment, nourished over tens of thousands of years, had naturally produced no shortage of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.
When they reached the side of a massive lava boulder, Lin Qingxuan's eyes suddenly lit up. Pointing at a rock baked crimson, she cried out:
"Brother, look over there!"
Everyone followed her gaze and saw a completely crimson ganoderma growing on the shaded side of the red rock. It was as large as a washbasin, its caps layered upon one another like a blooming flame lotus. A lustrous sheen flowed across its surface, while wisps of pure fire-attributed energy drifted out from within. One breath of its scent made one's blood and qi faintly heat up.
"This is Fire God Ganoderma!"
Lin Qingxuan opened the Myriad Treasures Record and compared it carefully before saying in delight, "And judging by its quality, it is at least eight thousand years old! It is a main ingredient for refining high-grade fire-attributed pills. At an auction, it would cost no less than ten million spirit stones!"
"Hehe, this is good stuff!" Shi Jingtian rubbed his large hands together and was about to step forward, only for Tu Jiao to hold him back.
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
Tu Jiao rolled her eyes at him.
"There's a proper way to harvest fire-attributed spirit herbs. Its medicinal properties are extremely fierce. What if you burn that pig trotter of yours by touching it with your bare hands? Let Junior Sister Qingxuan do it."