When Zhou Yuan returned to his cave dwelling, the first thing he did was take out the tree scales he had hacked off from the Dragon Scale Chinese Scholar Tree.

He sat on a stone platform, eyes burning with excitement as he stared at the tree scales. There were a total of eleven of them, the light faintly glimmering on their dried deep black bodies seemingly forming ancient looking patterns.

Even without touching them, Zhou Yuan could clearly feel the thick Yimu Qi pulsing within.

Such concentration and purity levels were better than the ancient wooden bracelet he had gotten from Su Duan previously.

“With these scales, the Taiyi mark will definitely be completed.”

Zhou Yuan was somewhat giddy with joy, the haul this time clearly exceeding his expectations. He had not only exchanged the little Mythic Saint Body from old Xuan, but also received guidance to obtain these tree scales.

All of this was...