Tu Shan Xiyu extended her fair hand and grasped the wooden stick, enveloping it with the pearly white power of the Fox Demon. The surrounding grass, influenced by the Fox Demon Power, grew at a visible rate, towering over the waist in moments, with flowers blooming all around, yet the Dead Wood Staff showed no change at all.
Tu Shan Xiyu released her grip, incredulously staring at the Dead Wood Staff before her, murmuring, "Why is this happening? Why isn't the Dead Wood Springing to life?"
Panic surged in her expression, she quickly reached out her fair hand again, grasping a small branch of the staff and with a slight effort, snap—the dry branch was broken off, revealing the dried wood inside, where even a small white worm was writhing, no different from ordinary dead wood.
