After this period of growth.
The Xuanhuang Wood now resembled sunlight in many ways—it looked white, but was actually a multitude of colors. To the naked eye, it looked like an ordinary tree, with jade-green leaves and brown bark. But channel even a little magic power into your eyes, and you would see a multicolored tree, with different colors running from its trunk to its crown, down to every individual leaf.
"—This is like looking for a needle in a haystack!"
Zhang Jixin folded his arms, his eyes blazing—literally blazing. He lacked Xiao Xiao's or Dylan's finesse with the "magic eye," so he had simply poured magic power into his eyeballs, making them brighter than light bulbs. He tilted his head back to study the multicolored tree overhead. Despite his complaints, his face was eager.
Fatty Xin glanced at him. "Judging by that look... you're thinking of chopping down the whole tree."
Since this concerned a message from "above."
All five hunters of the You Zui Hunter Team had gathered beneath the tree. Even Big Mao, stationed nearby, pricked up its ears and widened its eyes to look their way.
Hearing the fat wizard's guess.
Zhang Jixin rolled his eyes and grumbled, "Chop it down? If I dared cut this tree down, Brother Qing would pinch me between two fingers and toss me straight back to Buji Island..."
Jiang Yu had already explained the tree's significance to them. Reckless as he was, he was not that insane.
"So you have an idea?" Fatty Xin raised an eyebrow.
At that, the others—including Xiao Xiao, who sat on the ground with his arms folded, deep in thought—could not help looking up at the red-faced male wizard.
Zhang Jixin rubbed the tip of his nose and chuckled. "—What color do you think 'death'