Chapter 37 - Chapter 37: Chapter 32 The King of Banyan Trees in the Deep Mountains_3 (2/2)

“Eh? I remember getting a lot of banyan tree blood on this blade, how come it’s completely clean now?”

Today was indeed a day of weird happening.

One bizarre event followed another.

Qin Niu thought the green banyan tree blood on the blade had been cleaned off by his clothes.

But after inspecting his clothes, there was not a single trace to be found.

“Forget about this for now, finding a way out of here is the priority,” he thought.

After this strange occurrence, his reverence for the mountain had increased a hundredfold.

Determined, he used the Treasured Sword to cut off his hem.

Hisss!

Still as sharp as ever, the blade easily sliced through the garment.

But as he was cutting, he noticed something unusual about the Treasured Sword in his hand.

It felt… tremendously excited.

He waved the blade, trying to cut through some of the grass and shrubs in front of him.

Pfft!

With almost no effort at all, a swath of low-lying vegetation was cut down.

The severed parts of these plants actually began to ooze a very light green sap. Moreover, their wounds seemed to be healing at a pace visible to the naked eye.

Today, he feared he had trespassed into a “Great Immortal’s” cultivation ground, and survival was unlikely.

Qin Niu’s heart had sunk to the bottom.

Some light green sap had gotten onto the Treasured Sword again, but the sap from these plants was noticeably lighter than that of the banyan tree.

The sap from the Ancient Banyan Tree was dark green, whereas the sap from the plants beneath was almost transparent.

One could barely see a hint of light green.

Once again, Qin Niu could feel the Treasured Sword getting excited, though nowhere near as intense as before.

Just a slight thrill.

He closely watched the light green sap on the Treasured Sword.

It gradually began to diminish, and in less than a moment, had completely disappeared.

Was it absorbed by the blade?

Qin Niu could only think of this possibility.

Of course, it could also have dried up due to the wind, but it didn’t look like it because if it were the wind, there would certainly be some residue on the blade.

Yet there was no trace of anything on the blade.

How strange.

He didn’t dwell on this matter any further but continued to cut the torn hem into strips of cloth. He then tied a piece to a branch of an unknown tree next to him.

Walking forward, after about ten meters or so, he found a conspicuous tree and tied another strip to it.

By tying a strip every ten meters, he moved cautiously, working his way outward.

The canopy of the Ancient Banyan Tree covered a radius of about 300 meters at most. Following the method taught by Old Man Liu, tying thirty pieces of cloth should be enough to escape this maze..