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Chapter 732 - 392: Treasure City Treasure Hunting (Part 2)
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Chapter 732: Chapter 392: Treasure City Treasure Hunting (Part 2)

The ancient Spirit Plant Store is located in a rather unnoticeable spot within the spirit plant trading area, as if it were a forgotten corner, with few visitors. A wooden sign hangs at the entrance, engraved with "Qimu Pavilion" in bold, powerful script, exuding a sense of accumulated time.

The store’s decor is simple and rustic, featuring various miniature arrays displaying a variety of plants. Some emit a faint fragrance, others sparkle with strange lights, and some are suffused with a sense of age... The store’s lighting is soft and warm, streaming in through the skylight, casting a mysterious veil over the spirit plants, conveying a peaceful, timeless atmosphere, as if it were isolated from the outside world’s clamor.

Accompanied by Wang Wenbao, Li Mu and Xue’Er strolled leisurely through the plant trading area, sometimes stopping to admire the sights, sometimes whispering. For him, these plants in small shops, though containing rare specimens, mostly failed to catch his Dharma Eye, as over the years, Li Mu had seen countless spirit plants and seeds, his understanding surpassing ordinary knowledge.

As they walked past an old Spirit Plant Shop, Li Mu’s peripheral vision inadvertently caught a glimpse inside. He suddenly stopped, eyes fixed on a strangely blackened and ugly piece of withered wood, a hint of joy emerging on his face.

The withered wood seemed unremarkable, even ugly, with its bark charred like coal and branches twisted and deformed, as if having endured a ravaging lightning fire. Amid the vibrant and lively spirit plants around, this piece of withered wood stood out starkly and glaringly.

Yet this seemingly worthless withered wood had sparked great interest in Li Mu. He slowly moved toward the shop.

Seeing this, Wang Wenbao and Xue’Er followed closely behind Li Mu, arriving at the entrance of Qimu Pavilion.

The shopkeeper was an elderly man with white hair, clad in a blue robe, his face kind, eyes deeply reflecting a love for spirit plants. At that moment, there were no customers in the store; he was meticulously trimming the plants, clippers deftly darting among the leaves of the Spirit Wood Plant Bead, his gaze focused and gentle.

Noticing the arrival of Li Mu and the others, the old man paused, turned, and looked at the trio, a hint of surprise flickering in his eyes, but soon replaced by a warm smile.

"Welcome, guests. May I ask what type of Spirit Wood you’re seeking for? I can introduce you," the old man cheerfully greeted, putting down his clippers, his voice filled with friendly warmth.

Li Mu smiled slightly and gestured toward the blackened wood in the corner of the shop, saying, "Sir, while wandering around, I was drawn by that piece of withered wood in the shop. May I take a closer look?"

Upon hearing these words, the old man showed a trace of surprise in his eyes, then turned toward the charred piece of withered wood, his eyes revealing a complex emotion.

"That piece of withered wood..." The old man paused as if pondering something, then nodded and said, "Since the guest is interested, please come with me."

With that, the old man stood up and led Li Mu and the others toward the withered wood.

As the distance closed, he could increasingly feel the extraordinary nature of the wood; its thick branches, split into two, still a yard thick, possessed a solid texture. Beneath its charred surface seemed to lie an indescribable power, embracing potent yin power, yet entangled with rampant thunder force.

"Master Li, this is Ancient Rong Spirit Wood, isn’t it? It has been damaged by lightning," Wang Wenbao asked Li Mu trying to probe.

Li Mu nodded slightly, fixating on the blackened Ancient Rong Spirit Wood, smiling silently, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Under his Innate Divine Power - Recognition of Ten Thousand Spirits, the attributes of the charred withered wood clearly displayed on the panel.

[Immortal Ancient Rong Wood]

[Grade: Tier Seven Spirit Plants]

[Attributes: Gathering Yin Power, Ancient Rong Soul, Thunder Power Entanglement, Rong Spirit Immortality, Soul Gathering Rebirth.]

[Status: Ten Thousand Years Tree Spirit, Failed Tribulation Crossing, Rong Spirit Slumbering, Spiritual Invisibility.]

[The Immortal Ancient Rong Wood is a Tier Seven Spirit Plant, having grown for several hundred thousand years, enduring five Thunder Tribulations. The sixth was ruined by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, plunging the Rong Wood spirit into dormancy, waiting for ten thousand years to be reborn as the Immortal Ancient Rong Wood. This wood, charred black like coal, seemingly decrepit, actually contains immense vitality, and conceals an Ancient Rong Soul, with the mystery of spiritual immortality.]

This isn’t an ordinary Ancient Rong Spirit Wood, but one that has weathered numerous Thunder Tribulations, containing immortality, and abundant Wood Elemental Vitality.

Spirit plants like Ancient Rong Spirit Wood, Gathering Yin Soul Wood, and High-tier Willow Wood are hailed as the three top-grade spirit woods for refining Puppet Core.

For years, Li Mu had been troubled finding suitable materials to refine a Tier Six Puppet Source Core. Now, this Immortal Ancient Rong Wood just happens to be a more than appropriate refining spiritual material.

However, this wood is currently entwined with the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder’s force. To utilize it to refine a Puppet Source Core, one must find a way to dispel this thunder power; otherwise, whether refining a Puppet Source Core or other Spirit Treasures or Magical Artifacts, it cannot be put to use.

Li Mu reached out, gently touching the charred bark, his hand lightly making a stroke on the bark.

"Guest, no!"

The old man hurriedly voiced an attempt to stop him, but it was too late.

The next moment, a violent thunder force shot rapidly along his finger, instantly rushing into his body.

Fortunately, Li Mu had been prepared, only feeling a strong sense of numbness spreading throughout his body, as if countless Thunder Serpents were roaming within. He quickly circulated his mana to suppress the rampant thunder force.

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