"Please take a look, My Lord. Though these three Netherworld treasures are not of the highest grade, by mortal standards, they should roughly fall between Fifth and Sixth Grade."
The brocade boxes opened at once.
The first held a blood-red flower, its color so rich it seemed ready to drip.
The second was a piece of jade marrow emitting astonishing cold.
The third was a pale white blade of grass.
"Fifth- and Sixth-Grade treasures?"
Lu Chen's pupils suddenly contracted.
If converted into military merit...
They would be worth at least tens of thousands!
He had never imagined that one day, he himself would be bribed so lavishly.
"My Lord, the first is called [Otherworld Flower Filaments]. This flower blooms only when a dead soul's 'obsession is at its strongest.' Each flower produces only three filaments, and they must be carefully drawn out with the power of one's own divine soul before they can be harvested."
"The second, [Nine Nether Cold Marrow], is a single drop formed from the 'soul-chilling aura' of Ice Hell after a thousand years of condensation. It is exceptionally rare."
"The third, [Soul-Returning Grass], grows in the cracks between stones beside the Bridge of Helplessness, feeding upon dead souls' 'obsession with returning home.' Every blade corresponds to a wandering soul that has yet to enter reincarnation. Before picking it, one must first fulfill that soul's wish."
"Such strange wonders truly broaden one's horizons." Lu Chen found it rather interesting, yet he could not help asking, "But what use do Netherworld treasures like these have for me? Could they perhaps... be used for cultivation?"
Li City God smiled. "They cannot be used for cultivation, naturally. Ever since the God Temple system came into being, all treasures of heaven and earth have become offerings for gods and immortals..."
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