Conversation within the Golden Tree

After walking a few steps, Zhang Lexuan turned back for one last look at Sea God Pavilion's golden porch, then swiftly vanished into the shadows of the tree-lined path.

The Golden Tree's golden veins slowly closed, separating Sea God Pavilion from the outside world as though they were two different realms.

The rumbling overhead was weakened layer by layer by the wooden grain, and by the time it reached the interior, it had become an extremely low, muffled background noise, like someone beating a great drum far in the distance.

Mu En returned to his recliner and reached out to pick up the cup of tea on the low table, which still retained some warmth. He lowered his head and blew away a tea leaf floating at the rim, then lifted his eyes to Lin Ciyan. "Tell me. What did you see in him?"

Lin Ciyan returned to his seat and picked up his own cup of tea, which had already gone mostly cold. "The poison essence of a Limit Douluo..."

"If the power of the Five Elements can purify poison of that level, it will help temper ultimate attributes. It will also provide an extra safeguard when I break through to Soul Saint and condense a Soul Core. It should come in handy later in the process of creating my own Soul Core."

He paused, then added in an even tone that was impossible to ignore, "Besides, the Body Sect's ten-thousand-year foundation contains things in Martial Soul research worth studying. What do you think, Teacher?"

Mu En set his teacup back on the low table. His aged eyes appeared especially profound beneath the candlelight.

He did not answer directly. Instead, he looked quietly at Lin Ciyan for a long while before slowly leaning back against the recliner and closing