Crash!
Crash!
The peach tree was swaying, making a soft sound. At the moment, there were no peaches on it, yet a faint fragrance was wafting through the air.
Just by smelling this scent, one felt a sense of clarity.
Sitting upright beneath the Fifth Grade Spirit Tree, just the Dao charm it emitted was of immense benefit to the cultivator.
"What a treasure!"
Ye Wanyi looked at the peach tree, a hint of joy flashing through her eyes. "With this Fifth Grade Spirit Tree anchoring us, our Lu Family can be considered well-founded. But such spirit trees are very rare; from whom did you purchase it?"
"I didn't purchase it. On the road, I eliminated a bandit, and then found a Fifth Grade Spiritual Peach Tree in the bandit's lair!"
Lu Xuanji said, recounting the events he encountered on the way to the East Sea.
