After the thin old man stepped down from the stage, Lu Xuan rose and circled around in front of him.
"Fellow Daoist, here are the Third Grade Flood Dragon Vine and the Third Grade Spirit Cleansing Talisman."
From his Storage Bag, he took out a length of thick, dark-black vine, along with two White Jade Talismans flickering with a gentle white glow.
"Not bad. The quality of the Flood Dragon Vine is beyond my expectations."
The thin old man carefully examined the Flood Dragon Vine in his hand, which was like a vicious, venomous snake, and said with satisfaction.
"Fellow Daoist, please keep this Rank 5 Saint Infant Fruit Spirit Seed well."
He handed the Spirit Seed to Lu Xuan.
The moment the Spirit Seed landed in his hand, Lu Xuan sensed a faint, cold aura.
The Saint Infant Fruit Spirit Seed had a rather strange form. At first glance, it looked like an oval embryo, with a dried-up, skinny gray-black infant curled up inside.
The infant seemed to sense Lu Xuan's stare. Without leaving a trace, it turned slightly toward the direction of his gaze. In an instant, a wisp of icy, resentful venom spread out, as though wanting to seep into Lu Xuan's body.
With a thought from Lu Xuan, the Flawless Jade that had always hung around his neck sent out a cool aura. The aura swept over his body, washing every inch of his skin.
The icy resentment vanished like smoke and clouds in an instant. Inside the Spirit Seed in his hand, the blurry gray-black infant became a lump of gray-black matter, as though everything just now had merely been an illusion produced by Lu Xuan.
"As expected of a Rank 5 Spirit Seed. It truly does have something wicked about it."
Lu Xuan sighed