"Oh? A third-grade Qingyu branch? Could the junior apprentice step forward and let us take a look?"
A flicker of interest ignited in Lu Xuan's heart. This third-grade Qingyu branch was extremely rare, a fact he'd come to know from a book in the Scripture Treasury Pavilion. Sky Sword Sect didn't have corresponding spiritual seeds available for exchange.
The gloomy-looking young man took out an oddly shaped tree branch from his storage bag.
The branch was slender and a deep cyan color, its top was adorned with coral-like fine branches that resembled jade of light cyan hue, emanating a glossy texture.
Lu Xuan's sharp eyes spotted many almost invisible tiny cracks on the jade-like fine branches, which could be easily overlooked by the naked eye.
The cracks were too subtle, their patterns extended naturally, not looking like they were caused by human interference.
"Junior Apprentice, how long has this Qingyu branch been in this condition?" Lu Xuan curiously asked.
