After a moment of contemplation, Claude began to say slowly, "Mr. Chance, this ancient tree is quite peculiar. It has the ability to absorb the spiritual energy of cultivators... I suspect that the city lord mansion collects all the spiritual energy absorbed by the tree and uses it as a resource for their own benefit..."
"I've been watching in secret for a longtime. Almost every day, a cultivator would die in the prison cell, and it's always in the same eerie way. Their life force seemingly drained from them, leaving them as mummified corpses. This is merely my own analysis, and I'm not certain if it's correct or not..."
After observing for a period of time, Claude slowly began to understand. It wasn‘t that he knew something from the beginning.
Jared nodded and said, "You're right in your analysis. That must be the situation, and that is why these people regard the ancient tree so highly."
Claude turned to Jared and asked, "Mr. Chance, what led to your imprisonment? I can leverage my connections and convince General Jaime to issue you a special release order, setting you free."
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