"Yes, just one tree, very inconspicuous, and it bears very few fruits, at most a dozen a year, sometimes just one or two. The village only had six left, and I traded five thousand pounds of rice and five thousand pounds of flour for them."
"They even have people from the village watching over it."
"You kid know how to do business."
Chen Xuan said with a smile.
If he really advanced rapidly in cultivation due to eating this fruit, then the fruit would be priceless.
He then took one out, placed it in his hand, and first examined it carefully with his spiritual power, still not finding anything unusual.
Finally, a blue light flashed in his eyes.
Suddenly the scene before his eyes changed. Beneath the red flesh, near the core, were tiny gray particles embedded in the patterns on the core, seemingly one.
No wonder even his spiritual power couldn't detect it just now.
"Could it be because of these particles?"
Chen Xuan speculated inwardly.
