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Technique Tree 4

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"This seed really appeared of its own accord and hit my back."

Jun Mohuang smiled bitterly. She could tell from the old man's expression what he was thinking.

"Impossible. This is an ordinary, dead seed. There's nothing special about it. There are many trees beside the Technique Pavilion. Perhaps they fell from the branches just now and happened to hit you. Take it if you like. You don't have to spend Spiritual Value Points."

The old man guarding the Technique Pavilion insisted.

He had worked in the Technique Pavilion for decades and knew even the individual spiderwebs in every nook and cranny.

There had never been a cultivation technique placed in a seed in the Technique Pavilion.

"Okay."

Jun Mohuang's face darkened. She was at least at the second stage of the Spirit Casting realm.

How could she have been hit by an ordinary seed and not have noticed it beforehand?