The Tall Old Man saw that Lu Xuan had agreed to the wager and immediately took a strange Spirit Seed out of the Wooden Tower.
The Spirit Seed was a small, uneven ball, as if woven from countless tiny bones that shone like jade, giving off a feeling that was both sinister and terrifying, yet exquisitely delicate.
Lu Xuan looked at it a few more times, and for a moment felt as though every bone in his body had been drawn in by the little bone sphere, with a faint sensation of loosening.
"This is that strange Spirit Plant in my collection. Daoist Lu may examine it carefully."
"However, you must not remain near this Spirit Seed for too long, or it will cause the essence in your bone marrow to slowly drain away."
The Tall Old Man spoke up to warn him.
Lu Xuan nodded lightly, took the bone Spirit Seed, and observed it with his Spiritual Sense, careful and cautious.
"Well? Has Daoist Lu seen anything?"
Half a quarter-hour later, the Tall Old Man, who had been slowly enjoying his spirit tea nearby, rose and asked.
"I have the faintest thread of a clue. However, I'd like to try planting this Spirit Seed in spirit soil and see whether I can sense any more detailed information. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Mu would mind?"
Lu Xuan asked aloud. With his experience browsing all manner of Spirit Plant classics in the Heaven Sword Sect's Scripture Pavilion, he still could not glimpse even a little of this Spirit Seed's nature, and could only rely on that special ability of his.
"Not at all."
"So long as Daoist Lu doesn't damage this Spirit Seed and doesn't leave this room, you may do whatever you like with it."
The Tall Old Man