He had found the Agarwood.
Even though he had expected it,
Li Xu was still thrilled.
This was Ten Thousand Year Agarwood, after all.
He cleared away the surrounding soil bit by bit, as if performing a delicate surgical procedure.
As the layers of dirt were stripped away, a massive, dark-brown log finally revealed its true form.
It was a huge piece of wood, a full half-meter in diameter.
Despite being buried underground for six hundred years, it remained as hard as iron.
Its surface showed some signs of decay, but most of it was still perfectly preserved.
Li Xu picked up his pace, continuing to dig along the length of the log.
After laboring for the better part of the day, by the time the sun began to set in the west, he had finally uncovered a section of Agarwood over five meters long.
This section of wood bore obvious man-made marks.
Both ends had rough chop marks from knives and axes. One end was even charred, clearly having been set on fire.
