"An Innate Restriction."
Qing Xuan and Qing Yi arrived before the stone wall, broke through the Innate Restriction, and stepped inside.
Beyond the stone wall lay a secluded valley no more than a hundred li wide.
A spiritual spring gushed up from the depths of the Earth Veins, eventually pooling at the center of the valley.
Beside the spring grew an ancient tea tree.
A hint of surprise appeared in Qing Xuan's eyes. "The Enlightenment Tea Tree."
An innate spiritual root that had already reached the top grade.
At Qing Xuan and Qing Yi's current realm, one or two tea leaves naturally could not bring about any leap in cultivation.
Yet the Enlightenment Tea Tree's greatest value had never been the batch of mature leaves before them.
As long as the spiritual root remained unharmed, it would nurture another batch of Dao leaves after every long stretch of time.
It was an excellent thing for entertaining guests.
Qing Yi walked beneath the tree and raised her hand to catch a drooping branch.
"Its spirituality has already begun to awaken, but it has yet to produce a True Spirit," Qing Yi said.
Qing Xuan glanced around the valley, then looked at the tea tree branch that had fallen within Qing Yi's reach.
"Take it back to Purple Star."
Qing Yi's gaze fell beneath the tea tree. "The spiritual soil here must be taken as well."
The Enlightenment Tea Tree had grown here for countless years. Its roots had long intertwined with the spiritual spring and the Earth Veins beneath the valley floor.
If they simply uprooted the tree by force, then even with the boundless vitality of a top-grade innate spiritual root, its origin would inevitably be damaged.
Qing Yi raised her hand, and the Qiankun Cauldron appeared above the valley.