Great Bamboo Peak.
"Seventh!"
Before Tian Buyi appeared, his voice arrived first.
Tian Buyi's booming voice was so loud that the windows of Shou Jing Hall were buzzing.
At the sound of it.
Ye Xuan, who had been lying in a rocking chair, immediately stood up.
"Master, you're back."
"You're positively beaming. Did you find some money?"
Seeing Tian Buyi's broad grin.
Ye Xuan scratched his head and asked curiously.
"Find money?"
"Such vulgarity!"
"Would your master go out just for a little gold and silver?"
As he spoke.
Tian Buyi stirred his spiritual sense.
A charred, blackened piece of wood appeared out of thin air and landed in front of Ye Xuan with a clatter.
The wood looked unremarkable, completely black, its surface covered in cracks.
But the moment it appeared.
The air suddenly grew dry, and an almost imperceptible aura of destruction spread through the room.
On closer inspection, tiny purple arcs of lightning flickered deep within the black cracks, letting off the faintest crackles.
Ye Xuan's pupils contracted slightly.
His Innate Dao Body gave him a far keener sense of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth than ordinary people.
The instant the charred wood appeared.
The Tai Chi Vital Energy within him began circulating faster of its own accord, as if powerfully stimulated by something.
"This is..."
Ye Xuan stepped forward, staring at the wood with shining eyes.
"Heh, at least you know what you're looking at."
Tian Buyi lifted his chin smugly.
"This is Thousand Year Lightning Strike Wood!"
"It's one of Sect Leader Senior Brother's treasures. Normally, he won't even let anyone get a good look at it."
"To get you this little compensation, you little rascal..."
"Your master risked his dignity, arguing with those old codgers in Yuqing Hall until he nearly ran