"This is a mutant geno tree?" Han Sen said, as he looked at the old tree.
"Yes. If we could tend and cultivate it successfully, we should be able to grow Dragon-Blood Fruit. They bear mutant-class pet beast souls, called Dragon-Blood Snakes. They could all be sold for riches," Qu Lanxi said.
"Selling just one of those would make us rich." Qu Lanxi paused for a brief while before continuing, "But such thoughts are pointless, even if the tree was alive. It requires the blood of ordinary beasts, each and every day. I have heard that the blood of Blood-Scale Snakes is the most beneficial. But unfortunately, Qing Ming Shelter does not possess any such snakes. The old spirit that once lived here perished in the Thorn Forest in search of them."
"That is a shame," Han Sen said, feeling sorry in his heart.
"Even if such blood was available for sale, we couldn't afford it. This tree is a lost cause on us," Qu Lanxi said.
Han Sen smiled and looked at her.
