'Or maybe it would take some time for this purple aura to dissipate?'
Fang Shuwen pondered for a moment, glanced at the purple soil beneath his feet, and decided not to dig any deeper.
Finding this Purple Bamboo was already a stroke of incredible luck; it wouldn't do to be greedy.
What Fang Shuwen didn't know was that his decision had saved him a great deal of trouble. There was indeed something more to be found in the soil below and the waters of the pool, but it was nothing beneficial. Had he rashly ventured down, even with his level of Martial Arts, he would have inevitably suffered some harm.
His restraint, his refusal to be greedy, had saved him from a disaster.
At that moment, he leaped back to the shore and glanced at the Iron-Eating Beast.
The Iron-Eating Beast immediately watched him with caution.
Fang Shuwen smiled.
"If you still want to learn Martial Arts tomorrow, you're welcome to come and watch anytime."
