Chapter 3916 — The Millennium Tree Crystal
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"Gongyang Jun? He's been here too?" Wei Zhao's heart stirred.
The Enforcement Hall's master, Gongyang Jun—though the two had never crossed paths, some instinct told him that a contest with this top figure of the Tri-Layered Pavilion's younger generation was inevitable.
The reason they had never crossed paths was simply that Wei Zhao's foundation was still shallow, his cultivation far too low to catch Gongyang Jun's eye.
"Mm, a rare thing indeed—one whose name left an impression and that I still remember to this day. But speaking of which, what's your name?" the ghostly voice suddenly asked.
"Wei Zhao," he answered without concealment, then said directly, "The two Millennium Tree Crystals—you can give them to me now."
"Heh heh, an impatience cut from the exact same cloth!" The ghostly voice gave a strange laugh, then said, "Rest easy, I'm not one to welsh on a debt over a paltry two Millennium Tree Crystals. But before that—care to play another game?"
"What do you mean?" Wei Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly.
"I mean that since the opportunity is so rare, wouldn't it be a terrible waste of heaven's bounty to let you go after only one game?" As the ghostly voice echoed, the ground surged once more, and just like the mirror puppet before, another human-shaped puppet drilled its way up. But this time it was no mirror of Wei Zhao—it had no face, no expression.
"Millennium Tree Crystals!" At the sight of the two dark-green, glistening objects in the puppet's hands, Wei Zhao's eyelids gave a sudden twitch. He had studied the illustrated manual Shangguan Lan'er brought along on the way here. These were exactly the Millennium Tree Crystals he had come seeking.
The faceless puppet weighed the two Millennium Tree Crystals in its palm, and the ghostly voice issued from it: "Let's stake these two Millennium Tree Crystals on another match. Win, and I'll bring out a supreme treasure worth far more than the Tree Crystals—one you absolutely will not be able to refuse. How about it?"
"What treasure?" Wei Zhao asked, betraying nothing in his expression, though inwardly he was quietly speculating whether this faceless puppet was truly the other's original body.
The faceless puppet gave a cackling laugh and casually tossed the two Millennium Tree Crystals aside. Then it reached into its own chest and dug out a somewhat charred piece of wood: "This—the Myriad-Year Tree Crystal."
Myriad-Year Tree Crystal! At those words, Wei Zhao's heart nearly skipped a beat.
A Millennium Tree Crystal was already an exceedingly rare treasure of heaven and earth; a Myriad-Year Tree Crystal could only be nurtured by an ancient tree at least ten thousand years old!
Trees that could live so long were themselves exceedingly rare—across the whole world, there were likely only a scant few species capable of it.
And the older the tree, the higher the likelihood of it being targeted by human cultivators and other powerful spirit beasts on account of such treasures. The number of ancient trees that could safely reach ten thousand years of age was minuscule not only in the back mountain but anywhere else, and what was more, the vast majority of them could not even produce tree crystals.
How rare the Myriad-Year Tree Crystal was should thus be evident. If the charred piece of wood in this creature's hand really was a Myriad-Year Tree Crystal, its value might not even be beneath that of a Star-Ink Stone!
"A Millennium Tree Crystal can only grant a weapon one chance at a rank upgrade, but a Myriad-Year Tree Crystal, if put to good use, grants at least three chances—perhaps even more. To stake a mere two Millennium Tree Crystals for a chance at a Myriad-Year Tree Crystal—miss this opportunity, and there may never be another," the faceless puppet said, weighing the charred wood in its hand, luring Wei Zhao on.
Unexpectedly, Wei Zhao did not so much as lift an eyelid. He simply reached out toward it and said, "Toss me those two Millennium Tree Crystals."