He took out his Flying Sword and slashed at the tree, but it didn't leave a single mark.
He had to infuse his True Essence into the blade just to make a shallow scratch.
"Hiss... 'This is going to be a real chore.'"
This grove of Spirit-Repelling Black Gold Wood had been growing for ages. Each tree was a good two feet thick—too wide for him to wrap his arms around.
Besides, Xiao Chen was wielding a Flying Sword, not a saw. Cutting through such towering trees would be no simple task.
He tried cutting one down and it took him a full half-hour.
And by his estimation, there were at least ninety, if not a hundred, of these Spirit-Repelling Black Gold Wood trees here.
'This won't do,' he thought. 'I'll have to put this off for later and take care of other things first.'
Xiao Chen decisively gave up on cutting down the trees and went to sort out the rest of the Tier Three Spirit Grass first.
