It was too late to stop Liu Wuxie—he moved too swiftly. The bamboo arced through the air before crashing against a nearby stone.0

Everyone's eyes widened, watching closely as the bamboo began to splinter, something on its surface starting to break apart. Small fragments, no larger than fingernails, flaked off like dirt. The force of the impact shattered the coating, sending pieces tumbling to the ground.0

A layer of black material fell away, but Liu Wuxie continued, smashing the bamboo repeatedly. With each strike, more of the black matter crumbled away, until he had repeated the process about ten times.0

The bamboo was significantly reduced in size; it was now over an inch wide and had become flat.0

The crowd was confused by Liu Wuxie’s actions because there was no spirituality. Was it just a piece of useless wood?0

This last segment should be where the treasure was contained based on how it was cut.0

Liu Wuxie continued smashing the bamboo on the stone thirty-odd times before finally stopping.0

“All done!” A smile rose on Liu Wuxie’s lips, and he removed a clean cloth from the interspatial ring before gently cleaning the object....0