"Since that is so, then please, go ahead!"
Zhen Yuanzi was rather free and easy; with a smile, he raised a hand and invited Lu Chuan to go first.
Looking at the calm Zhen Yuanzi, Lu Chuan nodded inwardly and thought a notch more highly of him.
Logically speaking, a divine object like an innate spiritual root was something that could scarcely be found even if one searched the entire Three Realms. Now that the spiritual root had been severed at its roots, if it were any other Ancestor Realm expert, they would probably have been heartbroken to death already.
Yet Zhen Yuanzi still maintained this calm and ordinary state of mind. He was indeed no ordinary person.
There were differences even among those of the Ancestor Realm. With such a lofty state of mind, Lu Chuan believed that the likes of Kunpeng and Ancestral Dragon absolutely would not possess it.
Everyone moved to the rear courtyard, where the Ginseng Fruit Tree stood.
They saw the tree toppled and its leaves fallen, broken branches scattered all over the ground. The thick divine tree simply lay there on the earth, leaving everyone looking at one another in dismay.
Lu Chuan stepped forward, frowning as he circled the fruit tree once. Then he raised his head, golden light flaring in both eyes as he examined the four directions, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking his head.
Everyone's eyes were also fixed on Lu Chuan.
Lu Chuan kept nodding, then shaking his head, leaving everyone staring at one another, stunned and baffled.
"How is it?" Zhen Yuanzi asked.
Lu Chuan exclaimed in wonder, "What a fine innate Blessed Land Longevity Mountain, what a fine innate spiritual root."
This Longevity Mountain was indeed extraordinary—or rather, Zhen Yuanzi truly was formidable, having gotten himself an innate Blessed