Li Qing slowly bent down and picked up the segment of vine that looked utterly ordinary.
This vine was about as thick as a person's arm. Its bark was dry and withered, yet it felt light in his hand, without the slightest trace of life.
Too ordinary!
Li Qing even suspected that it was merely a piece of vine wood casually picked up in the wilderness and inadvertently brought into the Ghost Sword Sect's treasure vault.
But this was the Ghost Sword Sect's treasure vault. How could such an utterly commonplace piece of vine wood appear here?
With this thought, Li Qing exerted a little force with his fingers. Before long, his fingertips felt a hard resistance.
Even with his strength, he could not shake this vine wood in the slightest. Clearly, it was no ordinary object.
Li Qing carefully searched through his memories, trying to find some record of this vine wood in the tomes on spirit woods he had read.
Unfortunately, although he had crammed a great deal of immortal cultivation knowledge over the years, he still could not determine what species this vine wood was.
Thus, Li Qing sent another Divine Sense Transmission to True Person Jisha.
"Fellow Daoist Jisha, may I ask about the origins of this piece of vine wood?"
If he did not understand something, he asked. In any case, he had already promised to refine an artifact for the other party, so he had to make full use of it.
True Person Jisha, who had been watching all of this from the side, seemed to have expected this. He chuckled, making the scar on his face appear even more savage.
"No one in my Ghost Sword Sect knows precisely what this vine wood is, but I can tell you where it came from."