Yellow Ox was quite optimistic because the lump of dirt the calf found beneath the verdant pine tree was quite an exceptional find.
“Bring it out!” Chu Feng urged.
Yellow Ox brimmed with energy and vitality as the calf brought out that lump of dirt from within that dangling sack carried on its body. It carefully placed the dirt on a stone table in the yard; Chu Feng’s attention was immediately drawn.
It was an exceptional lump of dirt alright!
The dirt was glamorous and crystalline. It did not look like an average lump of dirt, because it looked quite exquisite and ingeniously carved. Most importantly, it was the size of the fist of an adult man.
The pieces of dirt Chu Feng had collected earlier on was only the size of a fingernail. They were all dwarfed when placed next to this one. The difference was jarring.
