Li Xiang's gaze fell upon a tree that stood over thirty meters tall.
Its main trunk had a diameter of sixty to seventy centimeters, meaning it must have been growing for at least three to four hundred years.
Golden Rattan Wood, the most renowned of the "Four Great Woods" of the Huaxia Land, was a household name. Its grain was a brilliant gold, and when polished, it shone with the luster of silk. It was resistant to warping and cracking, and its incredible durability against rot allowed it to remain preserved even after being buried underground for millennia. Furthermore, it possessed a unique, elegant fragrance that could repel mosquitoes and other insects within a hundred-pace radius, giving it natural pest-control properties.
'Damn, there's no way for me to kill this thing.' Li Xiang grimaced. To kill a tree, you had to rip it out, roots and all. Eradicating a Golden Rattan Wood this massive would cause way too much of a commotion.
