"Spring Comes to Dead Wood... How is this possible? This isn't scientific! This isn't scientific!" Guang Huai Ren murmured to himself, his hands trembling as he touched the large tree, the rough texture telling him that everything was real and not some Blinding Technique.
Zhang Chenggong also put on his glasses and carefully used a dinner knife to cut through the bark of the tree. Instantly, sap began to flow slowly from the cut. He dabbed a bit of it and carefully tasted it: "It really is... a tree. Even if there is such a thing as Inner Strength in this world... this has already surpassed the level of Inner Strength, hasn't it?"
"I've been wanting to say this since I met Mr. Chu that morning," Ouyang Die marveled, her eyes filled with amazement. "He had already demonstrated extraordinary abilities, but I never expected him to be capable of performing what seems like a miracle!"