But the next item put up for auction made even someone as knowledgeable and composed as Lin Changheng stare, his breath catching!
Ximen Gu did not immediately produce the treasure. Instead, accompanied by two foundation establishment early stage cultivators, he had two maids work together to carry up a square container half a person's height, fashioned entirely from cold jade!
Its surface was plastered with densely packed sealing talismans. Wisps of white, freezing mist constantly seeped out, sending the surrounding temperature plunging. A layer of white frost instantly formed along the edges of the stone platform.
Such an imposing display immediately drew every cultivator's attention. Even the false core and Foundation Establishment Late-Stage Peak experts in the inner circle opened their eyes, looking intrigued.
A trace of solemnity appeared on Ximen Gu's face. He drew a deep breath and carefully removed the sealing talismans layer by layer.
As the final talisman was peeled away, the contents of the cold jade container were finally revealed-
It was neither a spirit artifact nor an elixir, but a piece of dead wood roughly a foot long, charred black all over, as though heavenly lightning had struck it countless times!
Yet upon that seemingly lifeless, blackened wood, three tiny leaves grew with stubborn, tenacious vitality, so fresh and green they seemed ready to drip, as translucent as carved jade!
Countless silver lightning serpents finer than strands of hair faintly roamed across those leaves, flickering into existence and vanishing again. They radiated a tremendous, heart-shaking aura in which destruction and vitality strangely coexisted!
"Thunderstrike wood!"
"And it looks to be quite old, too..."
Its effects would certainly far surpass those of the "lightning-struck grass" Lin Changheng had obtained earlier.
Lin Changheng was tempted, but that thought was soon extinguished.
It was not merely because the