The trunk of this great tree rose far above the surrounding woods, standing out like a crane among chickens. Although it grew at the bottom of the valley, its crown already surpassed the Southwest Birch trees on the hillside. That Southwest Birch was at least thirty meters tall, which meant this great tree had to be well over sixty meters high. From what they could see of the trunk, it was perfectly straight and tall, showing no curvature at all until it branched out at the very top. Based on its shape alone, it was absolutely perfect material for a Totem Pole.
What worried Shen Yibin was that there were barely any leaves left in the tree's crown; it seemed to be dead. 'If that's the case, won't the trunk be rotten? I can't even tell what kind of tree this is. I wonder if the wood is hard enough, or if it's even suitable for carving a Totem Pole.'
