"What is this?"
Lu Xuan felt a slight tremor in his heart as he perceived the magnificent vitality emanating from the Spiritual Seeds in front of him.
"I'm not sure of the specific variety. I only know that it is of the ninth grade, and even in the cave heaven related to my Thunder Ox Clan, it is an extremely rare existence."
"The Spiritual Seeds are born from infinite divine thunder, and their cultivation should be closely related to various types of spirit thunder and divine thunder. You young fellow, plant it and study it yourself."
"Yes, elder."
"Thank you, elder, for risking your life and going through so much trouble to find such precious Spiritual Seeds for this junior."
Lu Xuan straightened his expression and bowed in gratitude.
"No need for such formalities between us."
The Green Horn Thunder Son snorted, and thunderclouds billowed.
