Each of these thirty-six golden thunder bamboos was about a zhang long, with distinct nodes, and contained the purest Evil-repelling divine thunder.
Just one of them was enough to refine two high-quality Flying Swords, and all thirty-six together could refine seventy-two complete sets of golden thunder bamboo Flying Swords.
Fang Hong put these golden thunder bamboos into his storage bag. After doing all this, he flashed and appeared before another entirely different valley.
There was no thunder or lightning in this valley; instead, there was a vibrant orchard.
Every spirit fruit tree in the orchard was seven or eight zhang tall, with thick, strong branches spreading out in all directions.
The leaves were even more unique, presenting a pure golden-yellow color.
A rough count revealed there were fifty such spirit fruit trees.
Most striking were the two fruits hanging from the top of each tree.
