After digging out the roots, Huahua backed out, while Feng Jun took out a high-powered flashlight.
It was close to noon, and the daylight was fairly bright, but the flashlight was powerful enough to illuminate the bottom of the hole, which was over three meters deep.
In the middle of the hole were jagged, broken roots. Feng Tianyang and Senior Brother Zhang felt somewhat distressed for the Ancient Tea Tree, but there was no helping it. Butterfly had already done its best to avoid harming the roots—it was still far better than if the two of them had handled it.
Avoiding any damage to the roots at all was impossible, and the current damage was indeed nothing worth mentioning.
The broken roots could not conceal the situation at the bottom. The two men saw that on a root as thick as an arm, there was a wooden tumor as thick as a bowl and about a foot and a half long, like a thick section of lotus root.
It was actually normal for root tumors to grow on a trunk or roots. They resulted from a plant's self-protective mechanisms. But for one to grow this large... it was not merely rare—it was practically impossible to encounter, unless that plant had also undergone some kind of mutation.
After staring at it for quite a while, Feng Tianyang asked his senior brother, "There's something wrong with this root, isn't there?"
Senior Brother Zhang had grown tea for twenty years and was very familiar with such matters. After pondering for a moment, he nodded slightly. "There's a ninety-nine percent chance something is wrong. But... how do we remove it?"
Was there even a second way to remove it? Feng Tianyang muttered inwardly, then smiled slightly. "Since Feng Mountain Lord's Spirit Plant Shepherd has