Lu Xuan shelved his thoughts, focusing on the Flood Dragon Vine in his hand.
"I remember obtaining a small section of the Flood Dragon Vine from the black market, which I then successfully cultivated into a mature plant."
"Considering that, I can cut a portion from this Flood Dragon Vine and cultivate a new one."
"Unfortunate, I can only utilize a small part from each end; otherwise, I could slice this vine into hundreds, even thousands of pieces and plant them fervently for rewards…"
He indulged in this fantasy within his heart.
With a single thought, the Sword of Wind and Thunder Pellet, which had been dwelling within his Dantian, trembled slightly. Several strands of black Sword Qi shot out from his body in an instant, easily severing both ends of the Flood Dragon Vine.
The cut section was not long, only about three inches each.
