The gardens of Qingque in the clouds are planted with quite a few of these Spiritual Trees, these are the leaves of that Spiritual Tree.
Bai Chuwei guessed that the last time she went to pick the Marriage Fruit, she accidentally knocked down a branch that fell, which might have truly taken root upon landing.
It must have been from there that Qingxuan's junior brother found it.
That much?
Qingxuan, growing more confused, couldn't help but say, "Senior Bai, might you be mistaken? My junior brother said that a handful of these leaves could sell for half the price of a twenty-year-old wild ginseng."
Bai Chuwei suddenly raised her eyes, her brows furrowing into a knot, "What did you say? Sell?" She had thought that after the branch fell, it had grown freely in the deep mountains.
Qingxuan nodded, "Yes, I heard it's a treasure that's been passed down from the Fang Family in the Imperial Capital. My junior brother wanted to take a closer look but was told he was kicked out outright."
