Yan Wushi shook his head helplessly and joined the bamboo-digging army. Before long, heaps of black bamboo lay at their feet, and only that single stalk of violet-jade-like spirit bamboo remained standing before them in the grove.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, this spirit bamboo has countless wondrous uses in crafting magical artifacts and Puppet Armor. Could you bear to part with it? If we discover any more treasures along the way, I'll certainly help you claim them. What do you say?" Yan Wushi truly coveted this stalk of Nether Spring Spirit Bamboo.
"Brother Yan, there's no need to be so formal. All this spirit bamboo over here is yours. As for me, I only want this one..." Shen Luo waved his hand generously, rather like a wealthy country squire.
But Yan Wushi was dumbfounded. Naturally, the one Shen Luo wanted was the finest stalk-the true Nether Spring Violet-Jade Spirit Bamboo.
Still, Shen Luo had been the first to spot this pearl with his discerning eye, so Yan Wushi had no grounds to fight him for it. He could only open his mouth, then forcibly swallow the words on the tip of his tongue.
Shen Luo paid no heed to his reaction. Naturally, getting the nether springs purple jade bamboo into his hands came first.
Zhao Feiji hurried to help him dig up the stalk of spirit bamboo.
Just then, however, a gleam flashed through Zhao Feiji's eyes, and he shouted, "Something's wrong! There's something down below!"
His shout startled both Shen Luo and Yan Wushi. They quickly extended their divine sense underground to investigate, but after quite some time, both turned to Zhao Feiji with bewildered expressions.
Without another word, the Ghost General unleashed his Evil-Suppressing Divine Light. Tangible rays of light extended from his eyes, piercing three feet into the