Creak~ creak~
Candlelight swayed. Li Yan and Lu San's leather boots crossed the dark sandalwood floor with soft clicks. Because everyone was concentrating on appraising the treasures, the noise was especially conspicuous.
It was rather amusing, actually.
Those who had entered in the first group all represented various orthodox lineages and sects. Naturally, they paid attention to decorum and had deliberately changed into cloud shoes and cloth slippers, with clean clothes to match.
Li Yan and the others, however, had hurried over as soon as the battle ended. They were still wearing specially made cowhide boots with copper buckles, so of course they were noisy.
Neither of them cared. They carefully observed the spiritual wood.
The Qingcheng hoard had been arranged according to the principles of the Five Elements, nurturing each item according to its nature. Space was limited, so anything that could be stored inside was bound to be exceptional.
Soon, the two of them stopped before a wooden rack in the southeast corner.
A piece of dark wood lay before them. It seemed covered in wormholes, black and battered, but deep within the holes, threads of golden light faintly flowed, as though the wood were a living thing breathing.
Li Yan gently stroked it with his hand, and crackling static flashed.
"It's lightning-struck dark wood from southern Shu."
Lu San said quietly, "Lightning-struck dark wood is rare to begin with. Judging by its appearance, this has already undergone three transformations. Falling into water added vitality to it. It can both strengthen thunder arts and suppress evil creatures in the water."
"With your current cultivation, the Cloud Thunder Divine Drum can be reforged. Too bad there are too many wormholes, and its secrets have already been thoroughly seen through."
Li Yan turned sideways and looked at the description of